Jiang Xiaoqian returned to the room, took out the happy fat house water and poured a few sips, it was so cool that it was about to float.

Alas!

Fortunately, the author of this Mary Sue novel that came through was super hydrate, and even wrote out what drinks were in the refrigerator in the room, so he almost copied the ingredient list.

Only then did Jiang Xiaoqian be able to enjoy the happiness of fat house water.

"Buckle-" There was a knock on the door of the room at this time, it was a big peach, she came, she came, she rushed over with a look of gossip and a little excitement.

"How about it, is the trick of making soup useful, will Mr. Huo be moved to drink it all?" Big Peach asked excitedly.

"No, he doesn't know anything." Jiang Xiaoqian's face darkened when he heard this, and he put down the fat house water, but it is really useful to say that the soup is really useful.

For example, he successfully persuaded Huo Baizhan to leave the scene early, and did not let the two of them experience too long of embarrassment?

A bowl of soup extinguished the flames of war.

Tsk tsk.

"Harm, it's okay, since a bowl of soup can't touch Mr. Huo's heart, then two or three bowls!" Da Peaches encouraged, and invited Newton again, "The acceleration of the object is proportional to the resultant external force of the object, so if you send it diligently, Mr. Huo's acceleration will definitely be faster!" Don't be discouraged! ”

Jiang Xiaoqian: "......" Don't pull Newton out to prove the logic of falling in love, Newton will cry.

also two bowls and three bowls, if Huo Baizhan was not poisoned, she would be exhausted to death.

How do you say that there is no ploughed land, only tired oxen......

Anyway, in order for the male protagonist not to be lost by her, it is impossible to make soup, it is impossible in this life.

"What are you thinking?" Big Peach's hand shook Jiang Xiaoqian a few times, making her come back to her senses, "It turns out that Mr. Huo has come back to live, so ...... tonight You know. ”

Jiang Xiaoqian: "...... "Uh-huh?" He, tui, head full of yellow waste.

"Ouch, you're both husband and wife, don't be shy, physical communication can also warm up the relationship."

"Come on, don't talk about that." Jiang Xiaoqian picked up the fat house water and poured it into her heart, thinking that she slept with the male protagonist of Mary Sue, what is the matter, she will be blocked by Yunqi.

But is this world real or fictional?

After living for three weeks, she seems to be getting used to it a little bit, and she can't tell the difference......

Jiang Xiaoqian's thoughts were drifting farther and farther, and he was suddenly pulled back by a ringtone.

She hurriedly took out her mobile phone, and the caller ID was her father, dear.

She saw that her mood was a little complicated for a while, and she was a little repulsed.

She doesn't know what the final ending of the protagonist and his father will be in the novel, but this early stage is not very pleasant, and it has been so long since the protagonist got married, and she hasn't seen any family contact.

This is the first time in my memory.

Jiang Xiaoqian finally answered the answer, "What's the matter." ”

[Are you going home tomorrow?] The male voice came from the microphone, and it was a feeling of exhaustion that could not be concealed.

Jiang Xiaoqian was silent for a while and did not respond in time.

She has read the plot of the novel, and the original owner in the plot was framed by Bai Lianhua, and no one believed in her innocence, and the original owner couldn't accept it and dropped out of school.

It was also at this time that the original owner's family contacted her for the first time and asked her to go home, which inevitably led to another big quarrel.

This time, because of Jiang Xiaoqian's operation, the direction of the plot was changed by her, so what will happen when she goes home?

"Yes." Jiang Xiaoqian replied, she also wanted to know how the follow-up plot would deviate.

[Okay, then I'll be waiting for you at home tomorrow.] ］

After speaking, the other party did not hang up, Jiang Xiaoqian waited for a while, and asked out loud, "Is there anything else?" ”

[You...... How have you been doing? ］

"It's okay, I'm happy."

[Oh, good.] ］

This time he finally hung up the phone, Jiang Xiaoqian exhaled slowly, always feeling a little embarrassed.

The big peach had already left when she answered the phone, Jiang Xiaoqian got up and stood in front of the window, blowing a cool breeze, thinking about the situation of the Jiang family.

The Jiang family is a family that has existed for a long time, with a rich heritage, and Jiang Chenghong, the father of the original owner, wants to keep such a family, and he is physically and mentally exhausted not to let his relatives who are eyeing him black.

Because he has been busy with his career, he has lost his feelings, and he divorced the heroine's mother not long after the heroine was born.

And the heroine also has a young brother, and the two children can't be taken care of without their mothers, Jiang Chenghong later married a socialite Lin Minxi with a slightly inferior family background.

The two gave birth to a daughter, who was two years younger than Jiang Xiaoqian.

is also because of Lin Minxi and her daughter's sowing discord everywhere, which makes the relationship between the heroine and her family very tense.

I don't know when this wordless family relationship will change.

……

At 22 o'clock in the evening, the huge Huo Garden fell into a deep sleep, and only a few lights dotted it.

The busy servants during the day were already resting in their respective quilts, and Huo Baizhan had just come out of the study and stood at the door of his room.

The constricted brow indicates the unrest of the owner's heart.

Do you want to go in or not?

……

Jiang Xiaoqian, who was across the door, didn't know that Huo Baizhan was entangled outside, she had just finished taking a bath comfortably.

Wiped off the remaining droplets with a bath towel and reached for a burgundy dressing gown......

Outside the door.

Huo Baizhan, who had been standing for two minutes, began to be irritable and paced back and forth.

It stands to reason that this is his home, his bedroom, he doesn't have to worry about it, but there is a woman living in it, the woman in his red book.

And he hadn't seen him for three weeks, and he almost quarreled when he saw it, and he was embarrassed when he went in.

Then let's go and live in a study by ourselves......

Huo Baizhan turned around and just took two steps, then stopped.

Is it comfortable to have a bedroom in the study?

No.

Will he be able to live in a study for a long time?

No.

If he goes in to sleep, will Jiang Xiaoqian also feel embarrassed?

Yes.

Jiang Xiaoqian will be embarrassed, so as long as he is thick-skinned, she will be embarrassed.

And this is his room, why coward? Who is he, CEO of Huo's Group, is it necessary to hesitate on such a sesame trifle??

Joke!

Huo Baizhan turned around and walked back to the door.

At the same moment, Jiang Xiaoqian inside tied the straps of his nightgown, rubbed his wet long hair, and walked out of the bathroom with the steps of the most beautiful eight relatives in the world.

It is worth mentioning that from the bathroom to the queen bed, you will pass through the door.

At this time, Huo Baizhan had already put his hand on the doorknob.

All the way!

I opened the door of the room, and closed the door with my backhand the moment I walked in.

And then decay......

I started to regret it a little, when I saw a figure in front of me just passing by.

Three............

Jiang Xiaoqian stayed in the aisle, looking at Huo Baizhan in pairs.

Quiet.

She stared at her slightly in surprise, and anyone who suddenly entered the room and quickly closed the door forcefully would think that it was a bad person entering the room.

What does Huo Baizhan want to do, continue to quarrel?

The air was filled with a faint fragrance with a burst of heat.

Huo Baizhan pretended to be calm, looked at Jiang Xiaoqian who was frightened, and tightened his hand behind his back.