Atypical love stories [Compilation]

The fact that Ou Fuxi could cook was so shocking that Huo Zhi was stunned for a long time but didn't react.

"Da Lang, come to drink the medicine." Ou Fuxi also found it funny seeing him like this, and gave him a bowl of soup with a smirk.

Huo Zhi took the bowl and took a sip, "Thank you Jinlian."

Also... quite delicious.

"Thank you." Huo Zhi thanked Ou Fuxi after finishing his meal.

The other party was a guest, and he had to be entertained by himself, but he didn't expect that he would come to prepare dinner for him in the end.

Huo Zhi felt a little apologetic when he was eating, but it would be unavoidable to say it out loud.

"It's just cooking, what's there to thank you for?" Ou Fuxi didn't care, "I like the feeling of cooking for you, it's like washing your hands and making soup, it feels good."

Huo Zhi was slightly stunned, and some scenes involuntarily appeared in his mind.

How warm would it be if Ou Fuxi prepared meals for herself every time she came back from get off work?

Huo Zhi hadn't experienced much of the atmosphere of family life. His parents were very busy with work, and it was normal for him not to see anyone for ten days and a half months.When he himself knew his sexual orientation, he had no illusions about his family.

Because Huo Zhi felt that it was very difficult to find a man who lived a life, let alone someone who was willing to cook for himself.

But accidents always come suddenly, and Ou Fuxi just appeared in front of her in such a reckless manner.

Everything is to satisfy your fantasies about your partner.

"What's the matter? Falling in love with me?" Ou Fuxi looked at Huo Zhi's dazed look, feeling a little funny.

Why is this man so coquettish?A meal can be cheated away.

And Huo Zhi had long been used to the young master's straight ball, so he said, "A little bit."

"Then if I cook a few more meals, will you be determined?"

"Maybe."

Huo Zhi couldn't be sure, he looked at Ou Fuxi's beautiful hand, and sighed: "Forget it, don't burn it."

Ou Fuxi: "?"

Are you men so fickle?

"I can't find a suitable wording, and the next sentence may not be appropriate," Huo Zhi stared at Ou Fuxi, "but I always feel that I have wronged you by making you wash your hands like soup."

Ou Fuxi didn't understand what wronged her, but she didn't ask carefully, only saw Huo Zhi put away all the dishes and wanted to wash them.

"I'll help." Ou Fuxi subconsciously said.

"You cook and I wash the dishes, that's only fair." Huo Zhi's voice came from the kitchen.

Ou Fuxi sat on Huo Zhi's sofa, looking up at the ceiling, lost in thought.

What exactly did Huo Zhi's words mean.

Is it because I think that I am a rich second generation and shouldn't cook by myself?

Ou Fuxi had a headache, and looked towards the kitchen from time to time.

Just then, the phone rang.

"Brother? It's okay, I'm safe." Ou Fuxi glanced at the caller and said directly.

After receiving this answer, Ou Yixi felt that it was all right, and planned to hang up the phone.

"Wait," Ou Fuxi stopped her elder brother who was about to hang up the phone, "How did you chase after your sister-in-law?"

Ou Yixi frowned: "Why do you ask this?"

"...Aren't I also chasing people? I want to learn from the scriptures."

"Let your sister-in-law talk to you." Ou Yixi was silent for a moment, recalled the process of her pursuit, and felt that speaking out would be a mistake, so she took the initiative to ask to change the chat partner.

"...Isn't that good? My sister-in-law and I don't know each other well either." Oufuxi paused, saying no, but still cheered up.

A strange male voice soon came from the opposite side: "Say everything clearly, don't get me wrong, it's better than anything else."

"Hang up if you have nothing to do, your brother is busy here."

"Dudu..."

Ou Fuxi: "?"

No way?What time is it, are the two still working?

Workaholics are truly amazing.

When Huo Zhi came out of washing the dishes, he saw Ou Fuxi looking at his mobile phone thinking.

"What's wrong with you?" Huo Zhi wondered.

Seeing him coming out, Ou Fuxi patted one side of the sofa: "Da Lang, finish it quickly, let's talk."

Huo Zhi: "... what is it?"

"Do you think I'm squeamish?" Ou Fuxi asked tentatively.

Huo Zhi hesitated for a moment: "It's not coquettish."

Ou Fuxi grabbed his shoulder and began to shake his head: "You tell me clearly, I'm here to fall in love with you, not to guess riddles with you!"

Huo Zhi: "...you stop first."

This guy is pretty violent.

Hearing this, Ou Fuxi let go, and looked at Huo Zhi eagerly.

"I like the dishes you cook very much," Huo Zhi sighed, "How long are you willing to cook?"

Huo Zhi felt that Ou Fuxi was only fresh for a while, and when he got tired of it, he would leave by himself. If he got used to it and lost it suddenly, he might feel uncomfortable.

Ou Fuxi looked at him, blinked, but didn't speak.

Ou Fuxi also understands Huo Zhi's concerns, but he can't give him any guarantee now, as he said before, he wants to try, and if it's suitable, he will be with Huo Zhi.

If it is not suitable, then it can only be forgotten, there is no need to torture each other.

Although as far as the current situation is concerned, I still like Huo Zhi very much, but how much love will fade away with the passage of time?Ou Fuxi has seen this idle rich second generation a lot.

Check it out in a while.

Ou Fuxi sighed in her heart, thinking so.