he is intoxicated

The word "wife" made Lin Mobai's face turn pale all of a sudden.

He bit his chin slightly and turned to look over.

Nan Hua's scalp was also numb from the shouting.

Stopping in her footsteps, she turned her head slowly.

Seeing a familiar handsome face, with sword-like brows and starry eyes, eyes like bright stars, and a sculpted sharp jawline, it carries a noble appearance.

It was Huo Beiyao.

Nan Hua sighed secretly: This man is really haunted.

He is everywhere.

Eyes forced him, she smiled half a smile, and asked: "Mr. Huo, who is your wife?"

Huo Beiyao's thin lips curled slightly with a smile, and he stared at her with dark and beautiful eyes, and said softly, "You."

Nanhua straightened her shoulders, her expression was cold, "Sorry, I'm single, and the Civil Affairs Bureau can check."

Huo Beiyao smiled faintly, instead of arguing with her, he just said, "Yangyang said that he wants to eat the little wontons you made, and he has been reading about them for the past few days."

When she heard that Yang Yang wanted to eat, something hard in Nan Hua's heart instantly softened.

When Yang Yang was one or two years old, she loved to eat the small wontons made by her, with thin skin and big filling.

He can eat half a bowl at a time.

Just as he was remembering, he heard Huo Beiyao say, "The driver has already driven him to your home."

He raised his wrist and looked at his watch, "It will be here in about half an hour."

By implication, do you have the heart to let him wait in vain?

Knowing that Huo Beiyao deliberately set up a trick to prevent her from having dinner with Lin Mobai, Nan Hua couldn't refuse.

She could refuse Huo Beiyao, but she couldn't refuse Yangyang.

That was her heart and soul.

Her weakness.

Her seven inches.

She turned around almost without hesitation, and said to Lin Mobai: "Mobai, can we make another appointment next time? I will invite you next time." Her voice was full of apology.

A trace of disappointment flashed in Lin Mobai's eyes, but he smiled and said, "Alright, next time I return to China, I will call you in advance."

He liked her so much that he didn't want to embarrass her, let alone force her.

Although she and Huo Beiyao always looked tit for tat, he felt that there seemed to be a deep connection between the two.

As for the origin, he couldn't see through it.

But he could feel that it was something that broke bones and connected tendons, entangled, twisted, painful and painful, very complicated.

In front of the two of them, he always felt like an outsider.

No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't penetrate her inner world.

Nan Hua bid farewell to Lin Mobai.

Get into the bodyguard's car.

Just as the bodyguard was about to close the car door, Huo Beiyao stepped forward with his long legs, bent down and sat in.

Nan Hua turned her head to look out the window, ignoring him.

Well said, no reunion.

As a result, in less than a month, he couldn't stand it any longer and showed his prototype.

It was pasted up again like a dog skin plaster.

Can't shake it off.

Passing by a supermarket on the way, Nan Hua went in and bought meat, which was minced into stuffing, and bought prawns, shepherd's purse and leeks.

She wants to make wontons with shepherd's purse, shrimp and chives, and two kinds of fillings for Yangyang.

This was his old favorite.

After shopping, she walked in front, her figure straight and elegant, like a swan.

Huo Beiyao followed behind pushing the shopping cart.

He is tall, handsome, with cold white skin and noble temperament.

Walking among all living beings, he is like standing out from the crowd, like a god who does not eat fireworks in the world, but is pushing a very down-to-earth shopping cart in his hand.

There are green onions, minced meat, shepherd's purse, leeks and wonton wrappers in the shopping cart.

The huge contrast attracted everyone's attention.

This was Huo Beiyao's first visit to a supermarket.

It is very uncomfortable to be surrounded by men, women and children like watching a giant panda.

After finally getting out of the supermarket, he decided not to come to such a place again next time.

boarding.

Arrive at Riyue Bay.

Yang Yang was already waiting on the sofa in the living room.

Seeing her mother coming back, Yueyue flew out like a bird and jumped into her arms, "Mom, you are back, brother Yangyang has been waiting for you for a long time."

Nan Hua picked up Yue Yue, looked at Yang Yang who came after her, and said with a smile: "Mom has gone to the supermarket to buy stuffing, and I'll make small wontons for you later."

Yang Yang didn't know about the little wonton, but just received a call from his father temporarily, and asked the driver to drive him over.

Seeing him startled, Nan Hua was even more sure that Huo Beiyao had played tricks on him.

She put down Yueyue, walked in front of him, hugged him gently, and said, "Mom makes your favorite food like shrimp and leeks and shepherd's purse and meat-filled wontons."

"Okay, thank you mom." There was a gentle smile on Yang Yang's cool and handsome face.

Nanhua bent down and kissed his forehead, "Wait for me."

After Yangyang and Yueyue settled down, she and Aunt Lan went to the kitchen to get busy.

Huo Beiyao accompanied the children to watch TV in the living room.

Nanhua adjusted the filling and wrapped it with Aunt Lan.

While making wontons, Aunt Lan said gratifiedly, "It feels like you are a family of four, that's great."

Nan Hua shook her head slightly, smiled, and said nothing.

Both of them were used to doing housework, and they quickly wrapped small wontons with two kinds of fillings neatly, with thin skins and large fillings, as beautiful as those sold in supermarkets.

The kitchen door was pushed open, and a slender figure barely walked in.

Nan Hua looked up and saw Huo Beiyao coming in.

She looked at him slightly surprised, "What are you doing here?"

"Boil the water and cook the wontons."

This man has been served by a bunch of servants since he was a child, and his ten fingers are not in the sun, and he has to cook today.

Nanhua's tone was slightly disgusted, "Go out, don't be a disservice."

Huo Beiyao's handsome face sank slightly when he was disgusted, "I can cook noodles, how can I not know how to boil water for such a pediatric thing?"

Unable to explain, he picked up the pot, filled half a pot of water, and put it on the gas stove.

Turn on the gas, turn on the ignition, all in one go.

look back.

He glanced at Nanhua, and said in a deep and pleasant voice, "I'm willing to learn to do anything for you."

Nan Hua thought it was funny, "Those who didn't know thought you made a table full of Chinese people."

"If you want to eat, I'll learn right away."

"No, I won't eat."

"Then what do you want to eat? I will learn."

"It's really not necessary." Nan Hua said seriously.

In Aunt Lan's ears, it turned out that the two were flirting.

She instantly felt that she was redundant, packed her things in a hurry, walked out, and gave up the kitchen to these two people.

By the way, he also closed the kitchen door.

There were only two people left in the room, and Nanhua suddenly felt very uncomfortable.

Glancing at Huo Beiyao, she said, "Since you like cooking so much, I'll let you cook the wontons."

She turned to leave, but was grabbed by his wrist.

Nan Hua was caught off guard and fell into his arms.

There is floor heating in the room, and the two of them don't wear much.

Through the thin fabric, one could feel the well-defined muscle lines on his body, as well as the gradually rising body temperature.

Nan Hua felt her throat was a little dry.

She moved her throat and said, "Let go of me." Her voice was not as hard as before.

Huo Beiyao didn't let go.

He lowered his head, brushed his soft lips across her thin ear wings, and said softly, "If I hadn't called you to stop, would you have left with Lin Mobai?"

He breathed softly and flapped Nan Hua's ears like a feather.

very itchy.

She suppressed the itch, snorted lightly, and said, "My current identity is Shen Nanhua, and I am single on my household registration book. It has nothing to do with you. Who am I going to meet, have dinner with, and date with in the future? Who you marry has nothing to do with you..."

She couldn't say the rest.

Huo Beiyao's lips were blocked.