The rescue vehicle finally arrived, Xiang Hui got out of the car and communicated with them briefly, and the car was towed to a safe place. I checked the air cleaner and found that there was no water, and I was glad that there was no water entering it. After carefully checking other places and making sure that there were no problems, he started again.

Xiang Hui, who returned to the carriage, had been drenched in a large area, and An Su watched silently, not even realizing the concern in her eyes. The concern shown at this moment made Xiang Hui see it, and while he was happy, he smiled at An Su.

Rescuers told Xiang Hui that there was also flooding in front of him, so he took a detour into the city. Along the way, Xiang Hui drove very slowly, and it was correct to slow down in the rainstorm, but most importantly, he hoped that he could spend a little longer alone with An Su. He suddenly wished that he could go all the way to the end of the world.

No matter how slow the car is, there will be a moment to reach the end.

Back in the garage downstairs of An Su's house, Xiang Hui had already thought of an excuse to be alone with her again. As long as he is thick-skinned enough, he can really rely on her tonight. Thinking like this, he couldn't help but laugh.

An Su saw Xiang Hui get out of the car with him, and asked suspiciously, "You still don't go home yet?" ”

Xiang Hui smiled and said, "I'll take you to the hospital later." ”

An Su shook his head lightly and said lightly: "No need, I'll take a taxi myself later." ”

Xiang Hui said: "It's hard to take a taxi now, and you won't see it all the way back." I'll take you along the way anyway. Ansu didn't know where he lived, so whether it was a drop by or not, he had the final say.

An Su thought to himself, seeing a ghost, stormy along the way. But it can't be denied that what Xiang Hui said is also the truth, it is difficult to take a taxi in such a rainstorm. Watching him walk forward on his own, Ansu didn't insist. Her heart was not so reluctant for him to go to her own house.

Entering the house, An Su saw Xiang Hui who was wet, although he was not happy, he still went into the bathroom without saying a word, took out a dry towel and handed it to him.

Xiang Hui unceremoniously took it and wiped it on his head, wiping it, and couldn't help grinning. It turns out that Ansu is not so cold-blooded!

An Su went back to her room to change out of her dress and came out wearing a set of comfortable clothes. Looking up at the clock on the wall, it was already nine o'clock in the evening. She was already hungry. Seeing that Xiang Hui was still wiping his hair, he asked casually: "I'm going to cook noodles, do you want to eat them?" ”

He heard him right, right?

Xiang Hui looked at An Su in disbelief. Ansu frowned unconsciously when she saw his expression, but she didn't say anything, just turned around and went into the kitchen. Only then did he react and hurriedly said, "Eat!" Eat! ”

Xiang Hui is a person who can climb up the pole. He stood at the kitchen door with a grin and asked Ansu, "That...... Can I borrow your bathroom...... Take a hot shower? ”

An Su, who was opening the refrigerator, stayed on the handle and looked at the refrigerator hesitantly.

Seeing this, Xiang Hui said pitifully: "I'm soaking wet, weird cold." ”

An Sutou replied without replying: "I don't have any clothes for you at home." ”

Xiang Hui was happy when he heard it: "It's okay, I have a change of clothes in the car." After speaking, without waiting for An Su to answer, he hurried downstairs to get his clothes.

What kind of person is a change of clothes on the bus?

An Su looked at the kitchen door, where there was no sign of Xiang Hui. She suddenly felt like she was being relied upon.

The hot water was poured on his body, and the cold on his body was instantly dispelled, and Xiang Hui hummed a tune comfortably. The shampoo and shower gel on the shelves are not common brands in supermarkets, and they are all in foreign languages. Xiang Hui can easily tell which is shampoo and which is shower gel. He unceremoniously took it and used it, and the faint fragrance made him can't help but take a deep breath, and praised Ansu's taste in his heart is really good.

Xiang Hui listened to the sound of An Su cooking in the kitchen next door while taking a bath, and suddenly felt a very happy feeling. That's what it feels like to live at home. He is the male owner of the house while taking a bath. He imagined that if he washed for a long time, there would be a knock on the bathroom door: "The meal is ready, you hurry up and wash it!" ”

Before this, Xiang Hui never thought that one day he would be able to take a bath at An Su's house. Just taking a bath, he can fly to the sky happily. There was a mirror in the bathroom, and Xiang Hui reached out to wipe the fog off the mirror, and his upper body appeared on it. He looked at his body in the mirror and smiled with satisfaction. It's no wonder that Korean dramas always like to shoot the scene of the male protagonist taking a bath. His figure is not inferior to the Korean Oba.

He suddenly thought about what kind of expression would Ansu show if he appeared in front of An Su with a bath towel wrapped around him and her upper body bare. For some reason, what he thought of was not An Su's red eyes and drooling, but the scene of a spatula flying over. Thinking of this, all his reveries were instantly dispersed, and he took an honest bath.

Xiang Hui took a comfortable hot bath in the bathroom, and flew into the sky in a good mood. If it weren't for the loud range hood in the kitchen, An Su could hear Xiang Hui in the bathroom next door humming a song while taking a shower.

When Ansu brought the noodles to the table, Xiang Hui also came out of the bathroom. Looking at his grinning appearance, An Su couldn't help but ask, "You won't sue me, you also have a pair of shoes in the car, right?" ”

Xiang Hui shook his head and explained with a smile: "I often travel on business, and sometimes I can't come back on the same day, so there will be a change of clothes in the car. ”

Ansu stopped talking and concentrated on eating noodles.

Ansu's cooking skills are really not very good. She is proficient in the matching of clothes, but she has no concept of the matching of ingredients. Just like cooking noodles, she put in whatever ingredients she got her hands on, and she didn't think about whether it would be delicious at all.

Xiang Hui's stomach was already rumbling with hunger, and he couldn't help swallowing when he looked at the two large bowls of noodles on the table. He sat down happily, looked at the colorful noodles in the bowl, the color was quite beautiful, thought that it should taste good, and was ready to shake off his cheeks and start eating. Originally, he wanted to praise this noodle, but as soon as he took a bite into his mouth, he immediately couldn't praise it.

Ansu added lean meat, eggs, shredded carrots, shredded potatoes, shredded green peppers, and purple cabbage to the noodles, and the ingredients were very rich, and the colors were also very good-looking, but the taste was really not good. Xiang Hui couldn't help but suspect that she was using the ingredients as clothing and color matching. Although he doesn't pick his mouth, he still can't help but complain about such unpalatable noodles.

"You usually cook noodles like this?"

An Su asked without raising his head: "Is there any problem?" ”

She didn't think there was a problem. He is already a non-picky eater, but I didn't expect her to be even less picky. He thought: There seems to be nothing wrong with marrying such a daughter-in-law, except for the fact that she is almost happy. At least such a woman is not difficult to serve. Thinking of this, he smiled. However, he looked at this bowl of noodles with rich ingredients, and he was still a little puzzled: "Why do you put so many ingredients in it?" ”

"These dishes are washed and cut by Yuhong and put in the refrigerator, and I take a little of each and put it in to cook." Ansu said it for granted.

Xiang Hui shook his head and sighed, "I didn't expect your cooking skills to be like this." ”

Ansu glanced up at him, didn't say anything, and continued to eat noodles.

Xiang Hui immediately closed his mouth and concentrated on eating noodles. didn't eat two bites, he looked up and saw Ansu eating deliciously, and couldn't help poking the fried poached eggs with chopsticks, and muttered quietly.

An Su put down his chopsticks and said to him: "If you are suspicious, you can cook!" ”

When Xiang Hui heard this, he immediately raised his head and said with a smile: "Okay! Next time I'll cook it. ”

Only then did An Su react that he was wrong.

There can never be a next time!

Xiang Hui didn't notice An Su's reaction, and boasted about his cooking skills: "I can not only cook Chinese food, but also a few Western foods." Seeing that Ansu was silent, she thought she didn't believe it, and then continued: "It's like how to cook this noodle......

An Su looked at Xiang Hui, who was frowning, and suddenly remembered that he wanted to overturn the case for Jingming. If the case is successfully overturned, it will inevitably send the person in front of him to prison. Looking at him at this moment, An Su's determination to overturn the case for Jingming no longer had its original firmness.