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Ms. Lin Shu's little sisters are all iron friends from infancy.

Not a real sister, but not too much like a real sister.

As soon as Lin Shu spoke, it didn't matter what he was doing, and the little sisters all froze.

【ah?What's the situation? 】

[Fake it, your son is so good, it's like my son is unconventional all day long. 】

[No way, I'm still waiting for Yue Zai to marry my daughter! 】

Lin Shu cried and said: [Really, I am my own mother, can I be wrong?Tell me that they are ordinary friends, how can ordinary friends chat and laugh like that, and do you know that all his partners live with him! 】

[...Wait, live together? 】

[Yue Zai hides his secrets, and his aunt expresses her admiration. 】

[So are there any photos? 】

Lin Shu quickly sent a photo of Huo Xingran.

At this time, she didn't realize what she had done, until she came to her senses, the group had become like this——

【I go! !It's Huo Xingran! ! 】

[Aww, Huo Xingran is so handsome, if it's him, Sister Shu, please forgive me! 】

[At this moment, I want to say, what a couple of young couples who match each other like flowers and jade. 】

Lin Shu: [? ? ? 】

What about sisterhood?What about girlfriend love?

How could these women treat her like this!

Seeing that the group has become a large-scale Huo Xingyan nympho scene and a large-scale output base of auntie fandom, Lin Shu decided to stay away from harming friends to keep safe.

Just as the elevator arrived, she angrily threw her phone into her bag.

The elevator opens.

Under the dim light of the underground parking lot, a thin figure loomed.

Lin Shu was slightly taken aback.

He was standing not far from Lin Shu.

Wearing ripped jeans and a white loose T-shirt, his eyes are fragile and well-behaved.

"Sister, can you help me?"

He said.

Lin Shu glanced at his ripped jeans: "Buy you some clothes?"

What a pity.

The trousers were ripped up to the thighs.

she thought sympathetically.

"Don't make fun of me, sister."

He took two steps forward.

Lin Shu took two steps back vigilantly. Fortunately, not far away, her assistant was already waving to her: "What exactly do you want?"

Cheng Bing said: "Sister, I'm so cold, can I get in your car to keep warm?"

Lin Shu: "..." Very well, she understands now.

"No." Lin Shu smiled.

"Why?" Cheng Bing looked at her in confusion.

"I'm not interested in you."

Lin Shudao.

"Then Lin Qingyue can do it?"

Cheng Bing asked stubbornly.

Seeing that Lin Shu didn't speak, Cheng Bing hinted again: "I can do better than him, sister."

Lin Shu shuddered greatly.

Although she couldn't understand it, she was shocked.

"elder sister……"

Lin Shu couldn't take it anymore, she stopped: "Don't call me sister, do you know how old I am?"

Cheng Bing said confidently: "No matter how old you are, you are still a little girl in my heart." For rich women, age is the least important thing, not to mention that Lin Shu is still very beautiful.

If Lin Qingyue can get close, then he must be too.

Lin Shu was expressionless: "The little girl you mentioned is a person's own mother."

Cheng Bing was stunned for a moment: "Uh...who?"

"Lin Qingyue."

"..."

Seeing the ice being petrified, Lin Shu finally took the time to leave.

The assistant looked at her terrified expression suspiciously.

"Boss Lin, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing, it's just too scary." Lin Shu patted his heart and said with lingering fear.

The entertainment circle is really terrible, and the circle in which my son hangs out is so complicated.

However, as soon as she turned her eyes, she regained her usual calmness in the blink of an eye: "I'm still a little worried, help me arrange someone, and watch that brat."

Inside the hotel.

Lin Qingyue received a message from the assistant.

The mother has already got on the car and returned.

Lin Qingyue smiled reassuringly: "My mother is in the car."

For some reason, Huo Xingran breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good." He also just found out that the woman who spoke to him at the door just now was Lin Qingyue's mother, no wonder she had a special aura.

Lin Qingyue asked: "You two just met, did she talk to you?"

Huo Xingran nodded: "I said a few words."

"what?"

"Just ask me if I live here too, and I say I live next door."

"Oh, that's nothing."

Lin Qingyue was completely unaware that her mother's brain circuit directly interpreted living next door as cohabitation.

On the contrary, I am very fortunate, probably because I have a kind of show-off mentality: Mom, look, I know such a big star, your son is very good, right?

Huo Xingran asked: "Is Auntie here to see you?"

Lin Qingyue didn't deny it: "Yes, come and see me, and hurt me a few words by the way."

Huo Xing laughed: "It's my mother."

Huo Xingran smiled, somehow, Lin Qingyue remembered the conversation with his mother on the plane just now.

Lin Shu said that when he chatted with Huo Xingran, he laughed especially happily.

Now he suddenly discovered that Huo Xingran was actually smiling quite happily.

Although Huo Xingran is aloof on the outside, internal fans say that he is Huo Jingyun nicknamed "Don't Cry Death", but after thinking about it carefully, Huo Xingran often laughs when meeting and talking with him.

He didn't smile very much, and most of the time he just hooked his lips slightly, as if secretly afraid that others would find out.

But Lin Qingyue somehow felt that he was actually very happy.

Lin Qingyue thought, this proves that Brother Ran should like him quite a lot.

At least I will never hate him.

Thinking of this, Lin Qingyue couldn't help but let out another laugh.

Seeing him silly, Huo Xingran knew that he must be in a happy mood: "So happy?"

Lin Qingyue said: "I can have supper with Brother Ran soon, how can I be unhappy."

Huo Xingran finally got to the point: "So what do we eat?"

It's eight o'clock in the evening, which is a good time for supper.

If it is later, it should not be digested.

Lin Qingyue stood up and walked to the small kitchen: "Brother Lairan, there are so many things here, you can order whatever you want!"

His refrigerator is full to the brim.

Meat and vegetable seasoning, everything is available.

Huo Xingran was surprised for a moment: "So complete?"

Lin Qingyue said: "If you don't believe me, my agent prepared it for me."

Huo Xingran: "Huh?"

"In order to prevent my culinary skills from being unfamiliar, the God of Cooking's persona collapsed."

Lin Qingyue's tone was exaggerated.

"Pfft—" Huo Xingran couldn't help laughing, obviously also remembering the many food variety shows that Lin Qingyue has participated in suddenly.

"Brother Kuaizhuan, don't be polite to me." Lin Qingyue pointed to the refrigerator.

He didn't plan to go out to eat at the beginning, after all, this is Hengdian, where even the curtains are not closed, he might be secretly photographed, and going out for supper with Huo Xingran, the goal is too big.

Probably not tomorrow morning.

Tonight's headline will be about Huo Xingran's meeting with friends of the same sex.

Huo Xingran glanced at the ingredients: "Let's go for the hot pot."

Lin Qingyue was speechless: "Ye, brother Ran, eat hot pot at this point!"

Huo Xingran looked at him: "Don't like it?"

Lin Qingyue hurriedly shook her head: "How could you not like it? The whole world likes to eat hot pot and barbecue, but I'm just worried. It's so late and the hot pot is so exciting, can your stomach take it?"

Huo Xingran said: "It's almost better a long time ago."

The reason why his bad stomach is so widely spread is because he was hospitalized last year because of gastritis, so fans know about it and always tell him to pay attention to his stomach.

In fact, it was acute gastritis that day, which was caused by eating something bad, and it has already recovered after treatment.

Lin Qingyue said: "Okay then, brother Ran, please sit down, I will prepare."

Huo Xingran stood still and asked, "Do you have a pot here?"

Lin Qingyue blinked: "Yes."

Huo Xingran said: "It's not an ordinary soup pot, it's a gossip pot that specializes in hot pot."

Lin Qingyue thought for a while, and Huo Xingran was quite particular.

Do you want to eat mandarin duck pot bottom when you eat in a hotel?

Huo Xingran raised his eyebrows: "I have."

"Do you have a tahini and sesame oil dish?"

"……No."

"I have this too."

Lin Qingyue: Good guy, this is meeting a professional!

Is that right? He also has green onion and coriander.

"So, go to my place."

Huo Xingran formally extended the invitation, "The place over there is bigger, so it's easy to ventilate."

Lin Qingyue thought about it, yes.

His little suite was so small, don't set off the fire alarm.

That would be no fun.

He agreed without thinking too much: "Okay, then go to your side, and I'll get some base ingredients and meat dishes that can be used."

Huo Xingran said, "I'll help you."

The two began to take ingredients out of the refrigerator.

Take it to the back, and the full refrigerator is a little empty, revealing the things hidden inside.

Lin Qingyue's eyes lit up: "Look what a treasure I saw!"

He took out two bottles of milk from the refrigerator in surprise: "Oat milk, I bought it specially."

Huo Xingran thought of the advice he once gave himself, that this kind of milk is considered vegetable milk, and people who are lactose intolerant can drink it with confidence, so he said: "Then bring two bottles, and drink this later."

"Heroes see the same thing!"

Lin Qingyue agreed.

In this way, the two went to the next door with a bag of meat dishes and two bottles of oat milk.

Huo Xingran's room was indeed bigger, and the kitchen was twice as big as Lin Qingyue's small suite.

From the kitchen, Huo Xingran selflessly donated all the special "tools" for hot pot that he had kept in his possession, and matched them with the ingredients in Lin Qingyue's refrigerator, the combination was perfect.

In addition, hot pot does not require much cooking skills, so it is very fast to prepare.

Soon, the steaming, bubbling hot pot was set up in the living room.

The pot is not fully opened yet.

Lin Qingyue took the lead in raising a bottle of milk: "Brother Ran, replace wine with milk, I respect you."

Huo Xingran wanted to laugh, but he also raised it with him: "Respect."

Lin Qingyue gulped and took a sip: "It's so sweet."

The taste of oat milk is of course different from that of pure milk, but it is also very delicious.Especially eating hot pot, hot and spicy hot pot with ice cold oat milk, absolutely perfect.

However, when the two eat to their heart's content, it is inevitable that they will not be able to concentrate.

Lin Qingyue accidentally touched the oat milk on the corner of the table when she stood up to pick up the dishes, and it was a coincidence that it all fell on Huo Xingran's clothes.

Most of the bottle of milk was spilled.

Seeing that Huo Xingran's expensive limited-edition tops and pants were about to be scrapped.

Lin Qingyue hurriedly squatted down and took a tissue to wipe it off: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, brother Ran, don't move, I'll wipe it."

Huo Xingran was just about to say that there is no need to wipe it, he just needs to change his clothes.Suddenly, he felt a very powerful gaze coming from the side.

He raised his eyes and met Ye Xiao, who just came back from the outside, with an incredible expression:

"You, you... are too ignorant!"

Huo Xingran: "?"

It's just a hot pot meal, why don't you know how to check it?

作者有话要说：不能怪叶哥多想，实在是那画面（感谢在2021-07-1617:31:14~2021-07-1621:24:11期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who voted for the landmines: Brother Miao’s male vote Zhao Tiehammer 2; Chase 1;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 20 bottles of yanzhaoyi; 5 bottles of Jingshang Xiange;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!