Ye Ling touched his ears with his hands, and the instant noodles were boiled in the pot.

The ingredients around the pot are cut into different sizes, which is miserable.

The oil sticks to the wall, the smell of burning wafts from the pan on the other side, the egg shells fall to the ground, and the skin of the ingredients is not clean.

Fu Yuhan looked at Ye Ling's hurried appearance as if he was watching a good show, and it wasn't until Ye Ling turned his head that he found Fu Yuhan.

His face instantly turned cold, and he didn't care about the instant noodles that were boiling in the pot behind him.

"Why are you here?"

She had just come back, and it stands to reason that Fu Yuhan would not have come back so soon if she had dinner with Liu Shiyao.

"This is my home, I'm not going anywhere?"

Fu Yuhan replied and stood up straight.

Looking Ye Ling up and down, he looked at his embarrassed appearance, as if he had discovered a new continent.

"Didn't you go to dinner with Senior Sister Liu?"

Ye Ling raised his eyebrows and asked.

"Didn't you mean to look at the information?"

Fu Yuhan asked rhetorically, and Ye Ling glanced away from him.

Looking at Ye Ling's small movements, Fu Yuhan knew what she was thinking, and her eyes were covered with a layer of ice.

"Shiyao is drunk, I'll send her back and I'll come back."

"You can read the information at home, not necessarily in the company."

Ye Ling replied, Fu Yuhan walked straight to Ye Ling and stretched out his hand.

Ye Ling reflexively dodged the condition, only to see Fu Yuhan turn off the gas stove with a click.

The water in the pot is boiling, and the soup overflows from the pot along with the instant noodles.

The kitchen that was originally neat and clean became sloppy and miserable.

"I'll clean it up for you later."

Seeing that Fu Yuhan's expression was not very good-looking, Ye Ling hurriedly said.

You always have to look at people's faces under the fence, and she made it like this, and she should be responsible.

"The noodles are ready."

Ye Ling's stomach was rumbling, his hands were covering his stomach, and his eyes looked at the noodles that were still in the pot but were boiled to a pulp.

She reached out and touched the handle of the pot, and was so hot that she almost jumped up, like a frightened wild cat.

"Can you eat this thing?"

Fu Yuhan raised his eyebrows, with a little disgust on his face.

He's afraid that he won't be able to get up directly tomorrow after eating.

It was the first time he had seen someone as skilled as 'cooking'.

"It's not you who eat, I'll eat it myself."

Ye Ling glanced at Fu Yuhan, turned around and wanted to take the bowl to put the noodles up, but Fu Yuhan grabbed her by the back collar and pulled her back.

With a bang, Ye Ling's back hit Fu Yuhan.

Fu Yuhan took off the apron on Ye Ling's body and put it on himself, and when he saw that Ye Ling was still stunned, he stretched out his hand and flicked it to her forehead.

"What are you doing? Help me. ”

Fu Yuhan turned around, and Ye Ling knew what he meant.

Stretched out his hand to tie an apron for Fu Yuhan.

"Get out of the way."

Fu Yuhan pushed Ye Ling away, opened the refrigerator and took out the ingredients, and was busy.

"I'll help you."

Ye Ling stood in place for a while, rolled up his sleeves and prepared to help Fu Yuhan, but he didn't know where to start.

She used to be a nanny in charge of this, and she had food as soon as she got home, and she only needed to put it in the microwave to heat it up, but today was the first time she cooked, and she didn't think that what seemed easy was difficult to do.

"You're not helping or adding to the chaos, go and wait outside."

Fu Yuhan said with his back to Ye Ling, his eyes looked at the ingredients on the bricks and cut them carefully, one knife or two.

Serious and focused.

Ye Ling watched it for a long time before coming back to his senses.

Ye Ling turned around and went to the living room, she knew Fu Yuhan, and he could say this, which proved that she only had a part in the chaos.

After a while, the fragrance was fragrant, and Ye Ling's stomach rumbled loudly.

"Eat."

Fu Yuhan put the noodles in front of Ye Ling, and the colorful vegetables and meat were all her favorite foods.

Ye Ling raised his eyebrows, his eyes full of suspicion.

I didn't pick up the chopsticks for a long time, but I was swallowing my saliva and looking at the front like a hungry wolf.

"It's not good when it's cold."

Fu Yuhan reminded.

"I'm not accepting your alms, I'm just borrowing you a meal, and I'll pay it back later."

Ye Ling picked up the chopsticks and muttered in his mouth.

Fu Yuhan shook his head and smiled.

"Do you owe me less? You'll have to pay for that penalty for several years. ”

Fu Yuhan reminded that Ye Ling was eating like a hungry wolf, and he couldn't care about what Fu Yuhan was talking about.

Nothing is more important than eating now.

She had been hungry all afternoon, looked down at the information, and it was already evening when she came back to her senses.

Seeing Ye Ling gobbling up, Fu Yuhan sat on the sofa unceremoniously, picked up chopsticks and ate it.

"It's like a starving ghost reincarnated."

Ye Ling glanced at Fu Yuhan and mocked.

"Each other, each other."

Fu Yuhan replied.

Ye Ling didn't compete with Fu Yuhan, and lowered his head to eat.

I have to say that Fu Yuhan really has a hand, just a bowl of noodles is better than the outside.

After eating, Ye Ling sat on the sofa and rested and burped.

"Wash the dishes."

Fu Yuhan pointed to the chopsticks in front of him, there were only two people here, he and Ye Ling, this was obviously said to Ye Ling.

"It's not easy."

Ye Ling got up and entered the kitchen with dishes and chopsticks.

It just so happened that she didn't want to owe Fu Yuhan a favor.

As soon as Ye Ling left on his front foot, Fu Yuhan suddenly got up and quickened his pace as if he thought of something.

Before I even got to the kitchen, I heard a crackling sound inside.

Standing outside the kitchen, I saw a big king lying on the ground, the pots and pans in his hands crumbled into slag.

Fu Yuhan's expression changed, he should put a ban on entering the kitchen.

Ye Ling got up slowly, her waist seemed to be twisted, and she slowly turned her head to look at Fu Yuhan: "Pull me." ”

"What to say when you ask someone."

Fu Yuhan asked teasingly, looking at Ye Ling's funny appearance condescendingly.

She was half-kneeling on the ground, her hands crossed over her waist.

The already messy kitchen is now even more messy, and it's almost impossible to see.

"Please help me."

Ye Ling grinned, smiling without smiling, and scolded Fu Yuhan more than a dozen times in his heart.

"That's right."

Fu Yuhan knew that Ye Ling had already cursed him in his heart, but he was very happy to see Ye Ling's deflated appearance.

Fu Yuhan stretched out his hand, but Ye Ling didn't even think about putting his hand on it directly.

pulled and crashed into Fu Yuhan's arms.

The big hand wrapped around Ye Ling's waist, Ye Ling resisted like an electric shock, and when he moved, his back hurt.

"I advise you not to move, and I will not be responsible if you fall again."

The man in his arms was writhing like a little wild cat.

"Let go of your hands."

Ye Ling warned, Fu Yuhan really let go of both hands together, fortunately Ye Ling wittily grabbed Fu Yuhan's clothes.

"I mean a hand around the waist."

Ye Ling frowned, a little impatient.

If she hadn't been able to leave by herself, she would definitely not have begged Fu Yuhan.

Seeing that Ye Ling was angry, Fu Yuhan put his arms around Ye Ling's waist and picked her up.

"What are you doing!"

Suddenly suspended in the air, Ye Ling asked vigilantly.

"What do you say?"

Fu Yuhan raised his eyebrows, with a cold expression.

How can this woman be so shrewd in business and so stupid in life?

Fu Yuhan carried Ye Ling back to the room, Ye Ling didn't even dare to move, and she didn't breathe a sigh of relief until Fu Yuhan put her on the bed and let go.

"Medicine."

In the blink of an eye, Fu Yuhan already had the medicine in his hand.

"Thank you."

Ye Ling took the medicine and squeezed out two words.

"If it's not willing, then don't say it."

Eagle eyes seemed to see what Ye Ling was thinking, and dismantled the stage and said.

"No, I'm willing to thank Mr. Fu, if it weren't for Mr. Fu's help, I might have to blow up the kitchen today, Mr. Fu, you are so good."

Ye Ling said against her conscience, and even she felt a little disgusting after speaking.

"It's a little disgusting to hear it, but I love it."

Fu Yuhan squinted his eyes and was in a happy mood.

He loves to hear compliments, and it feels so comfortable.

"Shameless."

Ye Ling snorted coldly.

"Unfortunately, I'm also thick-skinned."

With a smile on his lips, it seems to be sarcastic.

It was like hitting a marshmallow, and what she said didn't hurt Fu Yuhan.

"Remember to rub the medicine."

Ye Ling held the medicine in his hand for a long time, so long that he didn't even know when Fu Yuhan would leave.

Why is it that she is still the same as before, but she can murder her brother ruthlessly?

She wanted to forgive Fu Yuhan, but every time she thought of Fu Chijue's death, she couldn't forgive.

This matter has become a knot in her heart, and if it cannot be broken, it will become a dead knot.

Fu Yuhan said that it wasn't him, but she saw with her own eyes that Fu Yuhan let go of his hand and caused Fu Chijue to be drowned.

Fu Yuhan said that it was not him, but he couldn't give evidence to prove it.

She doesn't believe in anything else, but in evidence.

In the bathroom, gurgling blisters.

A head sprang out of the bath, hair clinging to her face, and she wiped it behind with one hand.

The water was dripping, her lips were pale, and she was breathing heavily.

Even she had forgotten how long she had been immersed in the water.

Get up from the bath, pull the towel that has been placed aside, wrap yourself around and walk out slowly.

Lying on the bed like a dead body, looking at the picture placed on the bedside.

She and Fu Yuhan also have a photo of Fu Chijue, Fu Chijue is standing next to her while Fu Yuhan is holding a hand.

It's just that there are only three of them in the photo, and the other woman is cropped.

"Haha, hahaha."

Laughter could be heard in the room.

Mother Liu passed by outside the room and shook her head with a sigh.

She seems to be used to Liu Shiyao like this, and it is no longer strange to hear laughter.

Ye Ling touched his ears with his hands, and the instant noodles were boiled in the pot.

The ingredients around the pot are cut into different sizes, which is miserable.

The oil sticks to the wall, the smell of burning wafts from the pan on the other side, the egg shells fall to the ground, and the skin of the ingredients is not clean.

Fu Yuhan looked at Ye Ling's hurried appearance as if he was watching a good show, and it wasn't until Ye Ling turned his head that he found Fu Yuhan.

His face instantly turned cold, and he didn't care about the instant noodles that were boiling in the pot behind him.

"Why are you here?"

She had just come back, and it stands to reason that Fu Yuhan would not have come back so soon if she had dinner with Liu Shiyao.

"This is my home, I'm not going anywhere?"

Fu Yuhan replied and stood up straight.

Looking Ye Ling up and down, he looked at his embarrassed appearance, as if he had discovered a new continent.

"Didn't you go to dinner with Senior Sister Liu?"

Ye Ling raised his eyebrows and asked.

"Didn't you mean to look at the information?"

Fu Yuhan asked rhetorically, and Ye Ling glanced away from him.

Looking at Ye Ling's small movements, Fu Yuhan knew what she was thinking, and her eyes were covered with a layer of ice.

"Shiyao is drunk, I'll send her back and I'll come back."

"You can read the information at home, not necessarily in the company."

Ye Ling replied, Fu Yuhan walked straight to Ye Ling and stretched out his hand.

Ye Ling reflexively dodged the condition, only to see Fu Yuhan turn off the gas stove with a click.

The water in the pot is boiling, and the soup overflows from the pot along with the instant noodles.

The kitchen that was originally neat and clean became sloppy and miserable.

"I'll clean it up for you later."

Seeing that Fu Yuhan's expression was not very good-looking, Ye Ling hurriedly said.