To My Dear Mr. Huo

That green mulberry, Huo Jinyao called it very smoothly.

Su Qingsang glanced at him, his expression was calm and calm. She wanted to tell him not to call her like that and swallowed it back.

It's just a name, call him whatever you want. This marriage relationship lasted for a long time. Stand up after saving the document.

After leaving the room, Su Qingsang saw four dishes and one soup on the dining table. She froze for a moment, then turned to look at him.

can you cook?

It doesn't look like it.

Huo Jinyao's face was a little uncomfortable: I ordered a takeaway.

Su Qingsang approached and looked at the dish. Really takeaway. After all, she rarely fires, and there are no ingredients in the refrigerator at all.

If you want to eat, I may cook for you next time.

When Huo Jinyao spoke, he smiled a little to please. Su Qingsang sat down on the chair and glanced at him: Are you sure?

Of course. It's just cooking, what's the problem: Today is the first day, I'm not familiar with where you put your stuff.

It means next time he will.

Su Qingsang nodded, really thought he would, and didn't say much.

She can't cook. No matter how bad the Su family treats her, it is impossible to treat her really harshly, and it is impossible for her to be a servant.

Later, she focused on her studies, and in order to get rid of her family as soon as possible, she almost lived in the school and ate in the cafeteria.

She's so great that she can only cook some noodles, but she really can't cook.

Although it's takeout, it shouldn't taste bad. But if you don't like it, order it again. After all, I don't know what you like to eat.

Su Qingsang was very uncomfortable with Huo Jinyao looking forward to asking for praise: It's okay, I'm not picky eaters.

She is just an illegitimate daughter of the Su family, what qualifications does she have to be a picky eater? So Huo Jinyao doesn't have to do this.

Huo Jinyao sat down beside her and served her a bowl of soup before her, looking a little too attentive.

Su Qingsang was not used to it, and Huo Jinyao didn't seem to see her discomfort: If you have something you like to eat, tell me, we will eat it at night.

I said, I'm not picky eaters.

She was so busy that she really didn't have time to worry about such trivial matters.

Huo Jinyao stopped talking, and seemed a little puzzled to see her coldness.

He turned his head to look at her with a probing expression: Are you unhappy?

No.

She wants to get married, and she really has no reason to slap Huo Jinyao in the face. But she was really not used to having someone suddenly beside her.

Even Wei Lenan, the two are getting married in the past few months, and there is no one like him.

But you look obviously unhappy.

Su Qingsang really had a headache for Huo Jinyao's eyeless behavior: I'm not unhappy.

Seeing that Huo Jinyao seemed to be scared by her, she softened her voice by two points: You are a big man, you really don't have to do this.

She has lived in the Su family since she can remember. With her existence, it is conceivable that Su Chenghui and Li Qianxue have a bad relationship.

Not only the Su family, but also the Su family. She has seen some couples who are harmonious on the surface, but not very good on the inside.

This is why she promised to marry Wei Lenan. She has no expectations for love, and she has no expectations for men.

Just living with a man, everyone is the same. Look, it's not Wei Lenan today, it's this man Huo Jinyao.

With whom, is there any difference?

She even felt that it was normal for a relationship like Su Chenghui and Li Qianxue to be cold and distant.

You don't have to do this. Thinking of this, she added: Huo Jinyao. We all know that we are just a couple on the face. You don't have to do these things.

It didn't work.

I found that the author has something to say that can't be displayed? Then didn't you see the little theater I wrote? I feel gloomy.