At this moment, Xu Ying could no longer control herself. She put her hand around the man's neck and kissed Huo Chen.

He held Xu Ying's waist with one hand and rubbed her neck slowly with the other.

At this moment, his mind was full of Xu Ying, and he immediately wanted to strip her of everything.

"I'm going to go out for a while." Huo Chen suddenly stood up, glanced at Xu Ying who had a dazed look in her eyes, pinched her little face, and quickly left the room.

It was winter, and when a spoonful of water was splashed on his face, Huo Chen instantly regained a lot of consciousness.

After he left, Xu Ying quickly came back to her senses.

Thinking about how she almost couldn't hold back just now, Xu Ying felt regretful. It was true that beauty could mislead people.

When Huo Chen entered the room, he saw Xu Ying's rosy little face, which made him want to take a bite of it.

"I, I'll go cook." Xu Ying glanced at Huo Chen and went to light the fire with a red face. Because she was nervous, she tripped over a stool beside her while walking.

The whole person leaned forward, Huo Chen quickly reached out and pulled the person into his arms with one hand.

"We didn't see anything, you guys go on." As soon as Gu Fuying entered the room, she immediately covered her face shyly, looked at Wu Qingsong beside her, reached out to pull him and was about to run out.

Xu Ying immediately jumped out of Huo Chen's arms and called out to Gu Fuying: "What are you talking about? I just tripped over a stool and almost fell, but Huo Chen caught me.

I will cook later, you and Wu Qingsong can stay and have some."

When he heard about food, Gu Fuying stopped walking instantly, turned his head and looked at Wu Qingsong: "You are not in a bad mood, how about we drink with you."

Wu Qingsong's eyebrows relaxed a little. He might have been suppressed for too long these days. He raised his head and a hint of a smile appeared on his face: "Okay."

Huo Chen did not stop him and even felt a little sympathy for Wu Qingsong, probably because he now had Xu Ying.

"Yingying, what do you need me to do for you?" Gu Fuying walked into the kitchen, stretched his head and looked around, but it seemed there was nothing he could do to help.

She volunteered, "Yingying, let me help you light the fire."

Xu Ying glanced at Huo Chen and nodded: "You two should clean up the table and set it out."

She used to eat in restaurants, and even when she wanted to cook for herself, she did it in the space. The table and other things were just decorations and are now covered with dust.

Huo Chen took Wu Qingsong out of the house.

"Brother Chen, I'll go buy some wine." Wu Qingsong's eyes were bruised, and it was obvious that he hadn't slept well in the past few days.

Huo Chen nodded and followed him.

Xu Ying and Gu Fuying, one was making fire and the other was cooking.

Today she cooked a few of her favorite dishes, beer duck and big plate chicken, stewed a fish soup, fried some peanuts, and prepared a few cold dishes, and dinner was ready.

"It smells so good!" Gu Fuying swallowed his saliva, his face full of enjoyment as he smelled the aroma of the food.

"Dinner is ready." Xu Ying shouted and then carried out the house with plates of food.

Gu Fuying followed behind to help.

"Sister-in-law's cooking is so delicious. Brother Chen will be so happy if he marries her." Wu Qingsong said with emotion.

When Gu Fuying heard this, he was moved: "What's wrong, are you jealous?"

Wu Qingsong smiled and said, "That's not true. If my future wife is also a good cook, I will go home and eat the meals she cooks every day."

"Then you won't feel bored at all." Gu Fuying joked.

Wu Qingsong immediately said with his eyes wide open: "How can I feel sick of her? Since she is my wife, she must be my favorite and I will never get sick of her even if I eat her for the rest of my life."

Yingying’s cooking is so delicious.

She raised her head and glanced at Xu Ying weakly: "Yingying, is it too late for me to learn how to cook now? Can you teach me how to cook?"

Wu Qingsong glanced at her and said, “Oh, Miss, you want to learn how to cook.

What's the matter? You're afraid that your man will dislike you for not knowing how to cook in the future, so you're learning it so that you can hook your man's stomach!"

Gu Fuying looked at him guiltily, as if her little scheme had been discovered, and she quickly said confidently, "It's none of your business.

I want to cook for my man, it's none of your business."

Wu Qingsong smiled self-deprecatingly, picked up the wine glass and drank it in one gulp.

So liking someone means being willing to give everything for the other person. He has no status at all in Lancao's heart.

Otherwise, if Sister Lancao was not sure whether he was in trouble or not, her first choice would be to abandon him.

Gu Fuying didn't know what had offended him, and seeing him drinking with red eyes, he suddenly became anxious: "Wu Qingsong, why are you doing this for no reason?

If I said something wrong, I apologize to you. I’m sorry.”

Wu Qingsong waved his hands: "It's okay, I'm not mad at you, I'm just curious, what's wrong with me!"

Xu Ying looked at Huo Chen with a suspicious look on her face: "What's wrong with him?"

"It's still because of Sister Lancao's matter."

Speaking of Zhang Lancao, Xu Ying remembered that Sister Lancao had asked her to deliver a message to Wu Qingsong.

"Wu Qingsong, Sister Lancao asked me to tell you something. She said that she and you are not suitable. She has a child and cannot be with you." She couldn't bear to say this.

Before, her mother always muttered at home, saying that Sister Lancao was lucky because her husband died and left her with a younger brother, who was very close to her and would give Lancao any good things she had first.

She had heard it countless times at that time and was somewhat curious about Zhang Lancao's younger brother. Now she knew the truth of the matter.

She felt that it was not worth it for Wu Qingsong.

After hearing what Xu Ying said, Wu Qingsong knew what it meant without having to think about it, because he had also received a letter from Sister Lancao.

He picked up the bottle and drank from it in big gulps, venting the frustration he had been feeling for the past few days.

He muttered to himself, not knowing whether he was talking to himself or to them!

"I lost my parents when I was young, leaving behind a younger sister, when we were fifteen and ten years old.

My relatives at home would rather not help us than just wait to laugh at us.

In order to survive, my sister and I chewed tree bark, ate soil, and even stole things from other people's homes.

Once my sister was sick and I had no choice but to steal other people's money, but I had never done such a thing and I was caught right away.

At that time, it was Lancao's husband. Not only did he not send me to the police station, he also gave me money to treat my sister.

I swore at that time that my life in this life belongs to my brother. My brother is kind and honest, but God is unfair and let my brother die early.

You all know my brother's mother, she always treated her youngest son as a treasure."

(End of this chapter)