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

The decoration of this villa is indeed according to her preferences.

Although they didn't take wedding photos, and there were no photos in this villa, the decoration from this villa alone would give people the illusion that there is actually a mistress in this villa at first glance.

Because many small pendants in this villa don't look like things that a man who lives alone would buy.

Very girly, cute and can bring back some memories of her, most of which she liked before.

She never noticed it before, but now that Huo Yan had reminded her, she remembered it.

However, the time is wrong, she is now past the age of liking those things.

These things will bring back memories for her, but they will not bring joy.

She will only feel sad when she sees it.

Each of these things is like a microcosm of the relationship between the two of them. The things that they once liked very much have not been obtained, but now, the things that they liked in the past are meaningless now.

The timing is wrong and everything is just barely.

Lu Qiao put away her complicated thoughts, ignored Huo Yan behind her, and walked to the kitchen, preparing to get something to eat for herself.

Anyway, it's raining heavily outside now, and it's really dangerous for her to go back alone. Since Huo Yan has brought her here, she should sleep here.

Just as if you were staying in a hotel.

Thinking about it, Lu Qiao went to the kitchen and opened Huo Yan's refrigerator.

I originally thought that for people like Huo Yan who are very busy at work, the most in the refrigerator should be instant food.

But I didn't expect that the things in it were all unprocessed ingredients.

Juicy vegetables, fresh meat, and freshly picked fruits.

These things are good, but in front of a person whose cooking skills have never been lit before, it is a difficult problem.

She frowned, and was thinking of just washing a few apples and eating them.

A hand stretched out, and Huo Yan said to himself, "You can't eat too much for dinner, or you won't be able to digest it easily at night. Let me make you a bowl of chicken soup and noodles."

The breath in the ear is warm.

With an aggressive aura on his body, he attacked and enveloped her overwhelmingly.

Lu Qiao froze.

Huo Yan's posture was very ambiguous, and he was trapped between the refrigerator and him. She couldn't lock herself in the refrigerator, but she didn't want to lean on Huo Yan either.

Standing there motionless, like a wooden man.

Fortunately, Huo Yan didn't play tricks on her. After taking out the ingredients he needed from the refrigerator, he turned around and went to wash the vegetables.

Lu Qiao closed the refrigerator with a bang, very angry, but after all, he didn't say anything nasty.

Ignoring Huo Yan, went directly to the living room.

She watched two episodes of the TV series, and a scent wafted from the kitchen.

The rich chicken soup aroma does not feel greasy, but it easily arouses the hunger in the stomach.

But she didn't move, she just pursed her lips secretly.

Huo Yan brought the bowl to her eyes, "Your stomach is not good, so the chicken noodle soup is made lighter, but the taste should still be good, eat it."

Lu Qiao lowered her eyes.

The noodles are served in a porcelain white bowl. It is indeed a very light color, dotted with a few chopped green onions. It is very simple, but the fragrance makes people's index fingers move.

Lu Qiao was indeed so hungry that his stomach ached.

Without being pretentious with Huo Yan, he took the chicken noodle soup and began to eat it in small bites.