Marriage is long: Mr. Huo spoils his wife too much

Huo Yan slammed the door shut, locking Lu Qiao out.

Lu Qiao was almost slapped on the nose by the door. Facing the locked door, she rubbed the tip of her nose, feeling as if she had choked water into her nose, which was so sour.

At this time, the phone rang suddenly, it was from the cake shop, Lu Qiao picked it up, and a sweet female voice came from over there: "Miss Lu, our shop is about to close, when will you come to pick up your customized birthday cake?"

Lu Qiao lowered her eyes and stared at the disposable slippers on her feet, "No need, you throw it away..." Before she could finish speaking, she paused, she couldn't bear it, so she changed her words and said, "I'll just throw it away now. Go pick it up, it will arrive in about ten minutes, please wait a little longer, and don't close the store first."

"Alright Miss Lu, then I'll wait for you in the store."

After hanging up the phone, Lu Qiao took a deep look at the locked apartment door, and finally turned and left.

After driving Lu Qiao out, the room was completely quiet, except for the gurgling sound of the pork rib soup stewed in the kitchen.

Huo Yan has been busy in the company so far, he hasn't even eaten lunch, his stomach is empty, he was already hungry when he smelled the smell of food wafting from the kitchen, so he put on his slippers, went to the kitchen and turned off the fire to serve himself a bowl of porridge .

The other meals cooked by Auntie are stored in the microwave oven. Lu Qiao has just heated them up, and they have not let them cool down yet. They are full of color, fragrance, and taste, unlike the cold rice and cold soup every time I come back. Can't get my appetite up.

The scene of Lu Qiao wearing an apron cooking porridge for him in the kitchen suddenly appeared in front of him this morning. Huo Yan stopped eating the soup, and the pork rib soup with scattered oily spots in his mouth made his stomach feel nauseous.

Huo Yan put down the bowl, stopped drinking, and it was getting late, so he planned to take a shower and go to sleep.

As soon as I entered the bathroom, I saw the women's skin care products next to my shaving water.

Huo Yan's eyes suddenly turned cold.

Lu Qiao was very courageous, and moved all his belongings in without his consent.

So casual, do you really think of yourself as Mrs. Huo...

Greedy and shameless, his face is really ugly.

Huo Yan consciously saw Lu Qiao's intentions clearly, and was completely disgusted. He was going to take a shower and go to bed, but now he didn't even wash his face, so he immediately went to the bedroom to search to see if Lu Qiao had left anything here.

After searching around, but couldn't find anything, Huo Yan went to the guest room again.

Sure enough, I saw something that didn't belong to this house.

When I opened the closet, it was full of women's clothes.

Huo Yan's face darkened completely, he took down the suitcase that Lu Qiao put on top of the closet, and stuffed all his clothes into it.

Carrying the suitcase, opening the door, ready to throw it out.

After Lu Qiao took the cake, he went back and forth.

She took the elevator to the sixth floor, and when a phone call came, she held the cake in one hand, and took out the phone from her pocket with the other.

The moment Huo Yan opened the door, the elevator door also opened.

Therefore, Mr. Huo, who was about to dispose of Lu Qiao's suitcase as garbage, happened to hear the voice of the owner of the suitcase in his hand. Lu Qiao said warmly to the phone: "Mr. Qi, good evening."

As soon as the voice fell, before hearing what Qi Yu on the other side of the phone said, the phone was suddenly snatched away.

Huo Yan's voice came towards her together with his shadow, "Lu Qiao, can you show some face!"

Lu Qiao couldn't react, a big hand reached out and grabbed her wrist.

Huo Yan said: "I'm still your nominal husband now, please restrain yourself while we are still husband and wife, I don't want to sign a contract with you, and someone else will plant a prairie on my head. "