Desperate for marriage, the CEO is deeply affectionate

Chapter 50, don't be angry, if you don't believe me, lick it

"Brother." She stood at the door and called.

"Are you back?" Yu Hang stood up and threw the bouquet with only flower stalks straight into the trash can. Seeing that there was not much left in the bag of flour on the table, he looked at Ji Yuancheng in disbelief. It's a fantasy, now seeing is believing.

Ai Ye was planning to knead the rest of the dough, but seeing him gone, she saved it.

After sending Ji Yuancheng away, she started to tidy up, and Yu Hang came uninvited.

Seeing her squatting on the ground and calmly clearing the broken flowers and branches in the trash can into a shopping bag, he walked behind her and kicked her buttocks with his toes, "Why do you want to collect it?"

Ai Ye patted his leg, "I haven't asked you yet, why do you want to destroy it?"

His eyes are like diamonds, with a sharp light, "Do you like Lily? Or do you like old men?"

Ai Ye narrowed his eyes, "Old? Is he not much older than you?"

"25 for sure."

"Then you are 10 older than me, can I also call you an old man?"

Yu Hang raised his eyes, "You?"

"Add 1."

"You red lips and white teeth think I believe you? The marriage certificate clearly says 25..."

He said proudly, seeing her surprised eyes looking over, he suddenly realized, and changed his words, "I saw it by accident, do you think I'm going to check your age? Who cares! I might as well sleep when I have that time." ! Wasting 1 minute on you is a blasphemy to me, you better have this self-knowledge..."

"I know, I know!" Ai Ye picked up the trash bag and walked to the table, muttering, "Is it annoying?"

Yu Hangxiang was poked with a needle!

He walked over aggressively and took her arm.

She raised her head and met his annoyed eyes, "Do you want to eat?"

Yu Hang was taken aback for a moment, and saw that she was holding a sticky bowl of noodles in her hand, about to pour it into the garbage bag.

Before he left, there were no noodles left in the pot.

Is this bowl made for him?

"Wow—" Like fireworks blooming, his anger exploded in his mind, turning into colorful sparks, beautiful and charming.

Yu Hang turned his head to stare at her, she bit her lower lip with her fine and clean teeth, a trace of remorse crossed Bai Xi's face.

It was indeed made for him, and specially.

A dead woman, you know that she has many tricks and tricks, and she is not honest for a moment, always thinking of plotting him to please him... His mouth is foul and stubborn, and he refuses to admit it. He snorted coldly, "You think I will eat his leftovers?" of?"

"I made it again, he didn't eat it, and neither did I."

"I only eat unique ones!"

Ji Yuancheng ate the first portion, and he will never eat the second portion.

What about making it just for him?

Lost the meaning of 'only'!

Ai Ye tilted his hands and was about to pour it out, but he really felt sorry for the food. It was a pity that he made this bowl of noodles just now because he saw that there was too much flour left.

She thought for a while, brought the cooking wine, and poured it on her face.

Pass it to him, "Eat it, the taste is different." Isn't this unique?So much to ask for on an empty stomach!Can't understand!

The corner of Yu Hang's mouth twitched, and he reluctantly took it in his hand.

He also ate reluctantly, wiped his mouth after eating, stared at her ambiguously and said, "You...the bottom...is so sour."

She looked at the table and mistook the vinegar for cooking wine!

After another aftertaste, a gust of air surged up, and her cheeks were stained with unusual redness, "Shameless."

He pushed the empty bowl to her, "Don't be angry, you can lick it if you don't believe me."

The bowl was so empty that there were only a few green onions left, I couldn't taste it without licking it.

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