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Huo Lingyang followed Min Chen's method of making hangover soup, found the brown sugar, found a piece of ginger next to it, and chopped it into several pieces with a kitchen knife.

In the room, Xiao Fanbao secretly raised his hands to cover his ears when he heard the bang bang bang.

This is chopping people!

If it weren't for the fact that there aren't many residents in this house, it is estimated that the downstairs will call the police right now!
It was more than an hour after Huo Lingyang finished making the hangover soup and came out. He placed a bowl of hangover soup that didn't look too good on Joey's bedside. Huo Lingyang squinted his eyes, looked sideways at Xiaofanbao and said , "Okay, let her leave it to me, you go back to your room and go to sleep first!"

Xiao Fanbao looked at him suspiciously, "Are you really good at it?"

Huo Lingyang's face was gloomy, "You don't want DS stock anymore?"

Xiao Fanbao quickly straightened his back, "I'm so sleepy, I'm leaving first." After saying that, he turned around and strode towards the door, and thoughtfully helped them close the door.

in the room.

Huo Lingyang sat by Joy's bed, enduring the feeling of strangling her, so he sat by her bed all night.

The next morning, Joy was woken up by the piercing pain. Rubbing her sore temples, she slowly opened her eyes, and when she turned her head, she caught a glimpse of a bowl of cold sober soup on the bedside. .

She scratched her hair, thinking vaguely of last night, it seems that Li Zhan sent her and Xiaofanbao back.

So, this bowl of hangover soup was made by Li Zhan?

This sells.
Qiao Yi felt disgusted in his heart, thinking to himself, Li Zhan seemed to be quite good at cooking before, and last time he helped out, wasn't it very neat, such a cut of ginger would be wobbly
Although he was puzzled in his heart, he still raised his hand and took the hangover soup, and put his head back and swallowed it.

hot!acid!bitter!
All kinds of strange tastes kept fighting in the mouth.

Joey couldn't help but rolled his eyes upwards.

It's so unpalatable!
Huo Lingyang pushed open the door of the room and came in. Seeing that Joy was holding an empty bowl in his hand, she had already drank all the hangover soup in it. With a flash in his heart, he walked over.

"tasty?"

Joy was holding the edge of the bed with both hands, and suddenly heard Huo Lingyang's deep voice, and raised his head subconsciously.

Huo Lingyang's handsome face with a slight smile came into his eyes.

She was startled, her eyes widened, she looked down at the empty bowl in her hand, blinked and said, "You made this?"

Huo Lingyang raised his chin lightly, his eyes narrowed slightly, "What else? Who do you think did it?"

Joey lowered her head, threw the empty bowl in her hand on the bedside table, looked at him and said lightly, "Why are you here? It's the same as before, looking for the key to the property?" Thinking to herself, she probably really It's time to change the lock.

Huo Lingyang said calmly, "I brought you up and made you hangover soup, is this how you treat me?"

Joy frowned, "You sent me up?" She clearly remembered that she came back by Li Zhan's car!

Huo Lingyang's face fell, "I didn't send you up, who do you think? Li Zhan?"

"Don't forget, you have canceled your engagement."

Joey lifted the quilt and got off the bed, lowered his head and smelled the wine-smelling clothes on his body, frowned in self-disgust, looked at Huo Lingyang and said, "Then we're still divorced."

"Whether I cancel my engagement with Li Zhan or get back together, it has nothing to do with you. Thank you for sending me up. I'm going to take a shower and change clothes to go to work. You can do what you want."

After finishing speaking, the Joy turned to open the closet and took a set of clothes from it, then turned and walked into the bathroom.

Huo Lingyang stood where he was, staring at her back.

She was wearing the pink dress she wore last night, and she didn't wear slippers on her feet. Her white and pink feet stepped on the floor, which looked a bit like chicken feet.

Thinking of the words "chicken feet", the corners of Huo Lingyang's lips could not help but bend a shallow arc.

In the bathroom, there was the sound of rushing water. Looking from Huo Lingyang's direction, it seemed that she could still vaguely undress.

Take a shower in front of a big man.

I really don't know if it's because I have a big heart, or if I didn't treat him as an outsider.

Inexplicably, what happened to them that night five years ago emerged in his mind. Huo Lingyang's Adam's apple rolled, and he felt inexplicably uncomfortable.