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After returning home from work, Warm bought a handful of noodles from the supermarket, held them in his hand, and walked into the elevator.

Just before pressing down on the floor, a big boned hand suddenly stretched over.

She pressed her finger on the elevator button.

His fingers just landed on her fingernails.

The warm cheek was hot, and he quickly retracted his hand, leaned his head, and reached the side of Emperor Howe's sharp and handsome side, and immediately cast aside his face fiercely, his face was not very good-looking.

She should have thought that there were only two of them on the top floor, who wasn't this scumbag?

The house was sold for a day without anyone asking about it. The new house looked dissatisfied.

Warmth only felt that the first two were big, and his resentment towards Emperor Jue was deeper, and he snorted softly.

Warm and cold with his face ignored, Emperor Grande naturally would not take the initiative to engage in childish moves. He glanced down at the dry noodles in his warm hands, the bright color at the bottom of his eyes flickered, and he quickly recovered his high and indifferent expression.

The two stood quietly in the elevator, speechless all the way until they reached the top floor.

"Ding!" The elevator door opened slowly.

Warm took the lead to go out, hurried away, the heels suddenly hung to the bayonet of the elevator door, embarrassed, and almost fell to the ground.

"Ha ha!"

There was an ironic chuckle behind him, which seemed to be a bit of a gloat.

Wen warmly stood still, turned back, and gave the imperial glance fiercely, and then walked to his door, opened the door with a sharp touch, and threw a heavy backhand, "pound!"

This woman has a good temper!

Emperor Hao's face was not very good-looking, turned to his doorway, pressed the fingerprint lock, entered the house and fell, "pound!" Even louder!

In the evening, Emperor Hao was busy with his business and, as always, sat on the sofa to browse financial information.

Soon, Emperor Hao looked up, glanced outside the balcony, and sniffed slightly.

Except for the faint floral fragrance in the air, nothing unusual.

Emperor Hao bowed his head and looked at the data.

However, the stock index, market orientation, etc. that always made him pay close attention to, usually seems to be boring, dull and boring.

Emperor Hao simply dropped the business computer and got up and paced in the living room.

Since the incident that was calculated by Di Qingya, he has not returned to Emperor's House, and has always lived in the apartment here. He is usually pure and comfortable, and he does not feel bored. Feeling weird? Seems a bit lonely?

Yes, it's loneliness!

Emperor Hao walked around the living room again, could not help looking up towards the empty dining room, and suddenly felt that in this deserted house, there was still a flavor, a kind of

The noodles that warmed his hands emerged from the emperor's mind.

By the way, it lacks a flavor called fireworks!

Finding the crux of the problem, Emperor Hao no longer measured the size of the living room again and again, turned directly to the balcony.

When he reached the balcony, Emperor Hao stretched his hands on the railing, his slender legs flew up, and they fell together, easily and quietly, on the balcony of the warm home.

The last time he came here, he made a deliberate noise and made himself almost hit a warm knife. This time, he made a silent raid!

Emperor Hao's thin lips gave a slight tick and went forward to push the door to the inside. Unexpectedly, the door was closed tightly, and it had been locked from the inside. Even the curtains were pulled tightly, and no slits were left.

This dead woman!

Anti-husband is more important than anti-thief!

Emperor Hao could not help but be angry.

He wandered around the empty balcony twice, thinking of the wonderful scene of warm snoring noodles in the room, and groaned in his stomach.

Damn it!

With an annoyed low curse, Emperor Hao pushed the door again, confirming that he couldn't get in, and then turned back helplessly.

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Isn't it just bowl noodles?

Emperor Hao returned to his home, called Yu Lulu, and opened his eyes and asked, "Will you make noodles?"

Yu Lulu's voice of water came: "Ah, Jue Hao, you took the initiative to call me! Miss me, right? People will eat noodles! Would you like it?"

Emperor Hao held back his goosebumps and interrupted her in a cold voice: "I won't talk straight, I'm hung up!"

"Do n’t do it!" Yu Lulu panicked. "Yes! I will do it! Or I will go to your house and cook for you right away?"

The emperor groaned and said, "Come here!"

"Okay! Juehao, you're waiting, I'm fast, um!" Yu Lulu hung up the phone happily.

Emperor Jue continued to sit on the sofa, watching the news absently.

About half an hour later, the doorbell rang.

The emperor stepped forward and opened the door, only to see that the door next to it also opened.

"Hi, Juehao, here I come!"

Yu Lulu deliberately prolonged the tone and shouted.

The next door slammed shut.

The Emperor Hao looked at Lulu's scarcely scarce cloth and frowned tightly, and asked coldly, "Don't you be cold like this?"

"It's not cold, isn't there you!" Yu Lulu said boldly and sexually.

The emperor suddenly found that it was a foolish decision to provoke Yu Lulu at night!

His tall body was blocked at the door, and he was not in a hurry to let Yu Lulu shivering, and his eyes swept around her and asked, "What about the face?"

"Dangdang Dangdang!" Yu Lulu pretended to be surprised and took the hand hidden behind him and handed it to Emperor Juehao.

Instant noodles!

Emperor Howe suddenly turned black.

"Yu Lulu, where are you playing me?"

Yu Lulu made a fool of himself, and the surprised smile on his face stiffened, and slowly fainted: "That instant noodle is also noodle! I will cook it for you, it tastes great!"

"No need, you go back!"

"Go back, go back?" Yu Lulu blinked, and tears came out of wearing two or three layers of false eyelashes. "This night, it's so hard for people to come, why did you ask me to go back?"

The emperor frowned, "Wait here!"

"Well." Yu Lulu obediently stood outside, making a cute expression.

Hum, I don't believe your heart is not moving!

A few minutes later, Emperor Hao came out and threw Yu Lulu a coat of his own, coldly instructing: "Put on!"

Yu Lulu was holding his clothes and his mouth was flat, thinking about it or reluctantly putting it on.

The emperor reached out and closed the door. "Let's go, I'll take you back!"

The corners of Yu Lulu's mouth were instantly written down, and tears fell down, sorrowful: "Jue Hao, if you don't like others, you'll make it clear, why should you tease others like this, whine"

Emperor Jue rubbed his brows a bit upset. "Well, let's go to the hotel for a supper first, and then I will take you back, shall we?"

Yu Lulu just burst into tears.

The two went all the way to the largest hotel in city A. Yu Lulu looked at the emperor grandeur with anticipation, staring at the stars.

Is this the legendary date?

Should you order me one of the city's most luxurious candlelight dinners?

Then put on the diamond ring and kneel on one knee

Yu Lulu was so beautiful that he could only hear the low magnetic voice of Emperor Dhaohao in his ear: "Give me a bowl of home-made noodles!"