She Became a Heartbreaker After Entering the Novel

Huo Beichen didn't bother to talk anymore, so he hung up the phone directly.

He took out the cooked noodles and carried them upstairs.

He, who had never apologized before, walked to the bedroom hesitantly, knocked on the door twice, and walked in.

in the room.

The father and daughter were instantly terrified and trembling.

Ning Meng wanted to hide behind Father Ning for protection, but before she could move, Ning Wentao rushed behind her.

Ning Meng: ...

Huo Beichen didn't know why, so he held the noodles and said to Ning Meng, Let's eat.

Ning Meng:? ?

Isn't this a meal with a severed head?

Ning Wentao muttered in a low voice, and directly said what she was thinking.

Ning Meng didn't even dare to eat, she said, I'm not hungry!

Huo Beichen's face darkened when he heard this.

Amidst her trembling, the man was silent, and slowly opened his mouth: It's delicious.

Ning Meng:? ?

Huo Beichen took another step forward, handed the bowl to her, and ordered, Eat.

Ning Meng: ...

The aroma of the shredded chicken noodles with soup wafted into her nostrils, making her stomach growl.

Unable to resist the temptation, Ning Meng took a look.

On the white soup, three or two drops of clear oil floated, chicken shreds were looming in the noodles, and a layer of coriander was sprinkled on top.

She swallowed.

Unable to resist the temptation, he took the noodles and started eating.

After one bite, the delicious taste stimulated the taste buds, and she subconsciously said: Wow, my husband, your cooking is amazing! The complexion is bright, the smell is mellow, the gluten soup is thick, and it is not fishy or greasy. Only the male god you have this pair It takes a skillful hand to make it!

Huo Beichen: ...

Take another bite: What kind of fairy husband is this! It doesn't matter if you are handsome, you can make money, you are gentle and considerate, and you are good at cooking. You are a god, after all the calculations, you only have one shortcoming!

Huo Beichen was already immune to her flirting and ignored her.

But Ning Wentao asked curiously, What shortcoming?

Ning Meng raised her head with a serious face: I'm short of fault.

...

Ning Wentao couldn't bear to look at her dog-legged appearance, he coughed, looked at Huo Beichen, tried his best to maintain his father-in-law's senior attitude, and asked kindly: Son-in-law, how long do you plan to keep Mengmeng in confinement? ah?

Ning Meng's eyes fell on Huo Beichen in an instant.

He remained expressionless, pondered for a moment, then hesitated and said, Three...

Three days? Ning Wentao asked.

no.

Three months? Ning Wentao asked again.

no.

Ning Wentao was anxious: Could it be three years, thirty years?

No.

Huo Beichen said word for word: Three hours.

Ning Wentao and Ning Meng:? ?

Ning Wentao said in surprise: After three hours, you can go out? Free?

right.

The looks of the father and daughter are really strange.

Huo Beichen thought they were touched, after all, eating his face meant accepting his apology.

He took the bowl in Ning Meng's hand, turned and walked out.

Ning Meng and Ning Wentao looked at each other, only then did they realize that something had happened, their legs gave way, and they both sat on the sofa, wiping the cold sweat that didn't exist on their foreheads at the same time.

After Huo Beichen went out, he found that he forgot to take the tray for serving the noodle bowl, so he went back and forth.

Just as she was about to knock on the door again, she heard Ning Wentao's questioning voice from inside: Mengmeng, are you getting a divorce?

Huo Beichen's footsteps stopped and his body froze.

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