Chapter 19 How does he know what she likes to eat

As soon as the car stopped, Mu Yuan hurriedly called Huo Min to go upstairs to change clothes.

In order to speed up her climb up the stairs, she even ran to the elevator door and pressed the button.

Huo Min just stepped out of the car with his long legs.

Then he heard Han Zhu say enthusiastically: "Mr. Huo, please put your suit here. I will send it to you for dry cleaning later."

But Huo Min's cold gaze swept across his face, clearly dissatisfied: "Did I say I wanted to wash?"

With a scoop of his bony hands, he took the suit out of the car.

Han Zhu: “?” From Mr. Huo’s expression just now, did he think he was meddling in other people’s business?

No, that suit is so wrinkled after getting wet. Wouldn’t you just leave it there to be mopped instead of dry-cleaned?

Huo Min deliberately walked slowly.

Just to see Mu Yuan being worried about him and catching a cold.

He was a factor in her mood swings.

This made him very satisfied.

It was only after Huo Min changed his clothes that he saw the coffee beans on the table.

He paused and his dark eyes turned to Mu Yuan lying on the sofa.

She changed her clothes. A pure black turtleneck sweater covered her slender neck and slim waist, and light blue jeans wrapped around her straight and long legs. Although the clothes were simple and even tightly wrapped, they looked different with her superior figure.

Very pure and very lustful.

Huo Min's Adam's apple rolled again.

Seeing him come out, she stood up and whispered, "What do you want to eat?"

It was still raining outside, and to be honest she didn't really want to go out.

But he promised Huo Min to treat him to a meal.

You have to go out even if you don't want to.

Huo Min didn't reply, but glanced at the bag of coffee beans and asked, "Did you buy this?"

Mu Yuan followed his gaze and pursed her lips: "Well, I bought it last night. I saw that your bean can was empty, so I bought the medium roast you usually drink. You can try it. If you don't like it, you can..."

"I like it." He raised his black eyes.

Mu Yuan, who was interrupted, met his deep gaze and her breath was caught.

Just when she was distracted.

He changed the subject: "Want to eat out or order takeout?"

It was as if the vague ambiguity just now was an illusion.

Mu Yuan blinked her almond-shaped eyes slightly, feeling that the rainy day was so stuffy that her brain was a little abnormal.

Ambiguous atmosphere? It's presumptuous, right?

Having a crush on someone else's boyfriend.

Mu Yuan suspected that she was really getting into the role.

She said that she had to touch it just to fight back against her agent. I think it was because she felt guilty after letting such arrogant words go.

She felt so guilty that every normal action of his made her become frightened and subconsciously think wrongly.

"Let's order takeout. I'll order whatever you want." She couldn't figure it out and it gave her a headache, so she simply put it behind her and took out her cell phone.

But I heard him say calmly: "It's ordered."

Mu Yuan was stunned. He ordered it? That was good. He knew what he liked to eat.

She paid anyway.

"Okay, how much does the dish cost? I'll transfer it to you."

Huo Min stared at her with deep eyes: "You treat, I'll pay the bill."

Reject in one sentence.

Mu Yuan was stunned.

"But we agreed..."

"Didn't you give me coffee beans? I have to return the favor."

There is nothing wrong with saying this.

Even though he looked calm and composed, it was no big deal.

But Mu Yuan noticed it.

There's a certain joy surrounding him?

As to why, she had no idea.

I thought it was just an ordinary takeaway.

But I didn’t expect that the dish would be personally served by the chef in a private kitchen uniform.

And...they are all her favorite dishes.

She glanced at Huo Min, who looked calm, wondering if this was such a coincidence.

Did he order all her favorite foods?

But she never told Huo Min what she liked to eat.

Maybe it's a coincidence.

"Zizi." The phone on the sofa suddenly vibrated.

Mu Yuan took it.

See the incoming call number.

Her face changed.

Isn’t this... the phone number Zhou Yuanmei sent her this afternoon?

Gu Chenyi's.