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Both of them fell silent in the restaurant.

Jiang Muyu put down the milk and concentrated on eating supper, but secretly glanced at First Young Master Huo from time to time.

Seeing that he didn't intend to embarrass her, the doubts in her heart deepened.

Huo Beicheng finished eating first, put down the bowl and chopsticks and glanced at her, "Wash the bowl after eating."

"Ah, I wash?" She didn't react for a moment.

Huo Beicheng stood up and gave her a condescending look, his voice was cool, "Eating and drinking for nothing for so many years, do you still want to continue?"

Jiang Muyu gritted her teeth, "I'll wash it! Can't I wash it..."

Huo Beicheng snorted coldly and strode towards the living room.

Seeing the back of him leaving gracefully, Jiang Muyu could only stare at the food in front of him, and took a sip of milk, and finally rolled his eyes silently.

"Could it be possible to bring me to wash the dishes? Huo Dashao's temper is getting worse and worse, King Yama, the big devil."

Jiang Muyu muttered in a low voice, but her eating movements were intentionally slowed down several times.

She just thought, if she ate too fast, what would she say if she was alone with Huo Beicheng later?
After eating, she took another look at the milk, curled her lips, and didn't want to drink it...

Ignoring the milk, Jiang Muyu directly packed up the dishes and went into the kitchen, took a rag and came out again to wipe the table.

Who would have thought that when he came out, he saw Huo Beicheng standing in front of the dining table, looking at the milk on the table.

The expression...is the same as when she didn't drink milk...

"Drink it up, I should have taught you not to waste it casually." Huo Beicheng's deep voice sounded without any waves.

You, Young Master Huo, still care about this glass of milk?
Jiang Muyu couldn't help frowning, a little disgusted, "Can I stop drinking?"

She really hates drinking milk...

Especially the fishy smell in the milk!
Besides, now that she has grown up, no matter how much she wants to develop, she will not be able to develop.

Jiang Muyu thought about it, lowered her head subconsciously, looked at her figure silently, and muttered, "I don't think drinking milk is useless."

Huo Beicheng looked up and saw her small movements, his eyes flickered slightly, he didn't say any more, turned around and went back to the living room.

Jiang Muyu saw that he was not forceful, so she quickly cleared the table and went to the kitchen to wash the dishes.

Soon there was the sound of water in the kitchen.

Huo Beicheng raised his head subconsciously, looking in the direction of the kitchen, he couldn't see anyone, but he could hear her inside.

He turned around, pursing his thin lips tightly.

Suddenly it feels like the house is no longer empty!
……

After Jiang Muyu washed the dishes, she didn't want to go out immediately, so she walked around in the kitchen.

"What should I do, what am I going to say when I go out now?"

"Will Young Master Huo just throw me out? Do I have to spend the whole night walking?"

"But if you don't leave, stay here..."

Her small face was tangled into a bun. She walked around the kitchen for a long time, finally gritted her teeth, and walked out reluctantly.

She looked towards the living room, the TV was on, but Huo Beicheng didn't seem to pay attention to the TV at all.

As soon as Jiang Muyu approached, he looked up.

"I...I've washed everything, and thank you tonight."

If Huo Beicheng hadn't just arrived at night, she didn't know what would happen in the end.

Huo Beicheng's eyes were cold, "A thank you is enough?"

"Ah? Otherwise, what else?"

Jiang Muyu was stunned, and just about to say something, her arm was suddenly grabbed by a force, and she was thrown onto the sofa viciously.

She froze suddenly, turned over and was about to sit up, but she was already firmly held down by Huo Beicheng.

The scene where he forced it flashed through his mind...

Memories come flooding back!

Jiang Muyu's fingers trembled and clenched tightly, she panicked all of a sudden, "Young Master Huo, let me go...I promise I will stay far away from you in the future, so as not to upset you, let me go..."

The place he touched gave her strange sensations.

He didn't smell of alcohol or tobacco at all, but had a faint scent after bathing, very clean and fresh.

It's just that at this moment, he was pressing on her body, and the shadow that shrouded her body made her uncontrollably afraid!
A kind of grievance surged like a tide in an instant!

She bit her lips tightly, struggling to break away from his hand, her voice trembled a little more, "Let me go, Huo Beicheng, do you want to be the same as those three people?"

Huo Beicheng didn't intend to do anything to her, but just wanted her to know how dangerous it was for her tonight.

only……

...I promise I will stay far away from you in the future...

... Huo Beicheng, do you want to be like those three people? ...

Her voice was soft and greasy, and every word hit Huo Beicheng's heart, and his expression suddenly became dark and complicated.

He looked at her expression at the moment, full of accusations and grievances.

Huo Beicheng straightened up, turned away from looking at her, and suddenly felt that the air became oppressive and irritable, and a burst of anger was churning in his heart.

He let go of her irritably and walked aside, turned out the cigarette case distractedly, lit one and took a puff.

The white smoke was lingering, but it couldn't suppress the irritability in my heart.

Huo Beicheng turned his head to look in the direction of the sofa again, his whole body was filled with coldness...

In her heart, is there any difference between him and those three men? !
Thinking of this, Huo Beicheng lost his temper!

A little irritable, he pressed the cigarette into the ashtray, with an impatient expression on his face, "Remember what you said clearly, and get away from it in the future!"

Hearing this, Jiang Muyu raised her head and stared at him blankly.

Her eye sockets were slightly red, and she looked pitiful.

He couldn't help frowning like that. Realizing his distress, Huo Beicheng immediately turned his eyes away, and walked away without looking at her with his long legs.

Jiang Muyu bit her lip tightly, curled up on the sofa, at a loss.

"You don't need to emphasize, I also know that you don't want to see me..." She muttered in a low voice.

Huo Beicheng, who had just reached the second floor, paused, and walked back to the room almost as fast as fleeing. The door was slammed shut by him.

……

Immediately, Jiang Muyu was left alone in the living room.

She looked up at the closed door on the second floor, flattened her mouth, "Damn you, King Yama, you have a bad temper, I don't want to see you, you are so fierce every time..."

Jiang Muyu curled up on the sofa, hugged her legs, and muttered, but her voice became softer and softer.

It's just why...tonight... Huo Dashao appeared in the hotel and bar?

The doubts in her heart arose, but she couldn't suppress them all the time.

Is it a coincidence?
Or did he follow her?
"How is it possible, he hates me so much, how could he follow me?" As soon as the idea came to his mind, Jiang Muyu immediately shook his head and murmured a few words, quickly rejecting the idea.

So if he didn't follow her, is it a coincidence?

The whole person huddled on the sofa, thinking wildly in her mind.

Maybe it was because she was really frightened tonight, and she was exhausted physically and mentally. After a while, she gradually became groggy.

……

Huo Beicheng was in the bedroom with a tense face.

The whole person was lying on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep, and finally couldn't help but look towards the door.

Turning over, he quietly opened the door and listened carefully to the movement outside, but he didn't hear her voice for a long time.

He frowned slightly, opened the door and walked out.

Standing by the guardrail on the second floor, looking down towards the living room...