Chapter 292 gives him three chances
"Hee-hee, I know Momo is the best, Momo is the best one for me among the people I know when I'm so old."
Qi Ye saw her distress and unbearability, and said with a happy face.
When he was a child, others treated him as a beast and a tool, and when he grew up, he treated him as a demon and a Shura, only Su Yimo always regarded him as a person.
He hadn't been treated like this in a long time, and he felt very warm and warm.
Su Yimo looked at the beautiful excessive smile on his face, and his heart was sour.
"I got a drip, I didn't have to take medicine. I'm so uncomfortable, go sleep for a while. ”
Su Yimo got up from the sofa, rubbed her temples with a painful expression, and walked towards the bedroom.
"Okay, Momo, go rest, I'll cook for you."
Qi Ye poured himself a cup of tea and drank it with a smile.
"You know how to cook?"
Su Yimo looked back in surprise.
She really couldn't believe that Qi Ye could cook.
"Yes, I used to cook for myself when I was very young. Hee-hee, do you think I'm so good that you want to marry me? ”
"Cut, fuck off."
Su Yimo looked at him with a stunned face and sneered.
She didn't bother to talk to him anymore, she had a terrible headache now, she was so weak that she just wanted to sleep.
Back in the bedroom, she closed the door and locked it, then fell asleep on the big bed.
Sleep well into the night.
She closed her eyes and reached for the water glass on the table in a daze.
When the glass was reached, she raised her head and took a sip, put the glass back, and continued to sleep on the pillow.
But she didn't fall asleep, maybe the water she drank was too cold, which aroused her sleepiness, or maybe she slept too long and was already saturated.
She opened her eyes, rolled over, and sighed as she stared blankly at the ceiling.
"Give you three more chances......"
She muttered to herself.
With that, she lifted the quilt and got up and went into the bathroom.
She took a simple shower, changed into loungewear, and dried her hair.
Pushing open the bathroom door, there were several knocks outside the door.
"Yimo, are you awake? Time to eat. ”
Su Yimo paused, stared at the door and frowned slightly.
He didn't go? Are you really going to cook for her?
Su Yimo didn't take what he just said seriously, how could he, a high-ranking drug king, deign to go to the kitchen for an ordinary woman like her.
She thought he had left early, but she didn't expect him to leave, and he really cooked her a meal.
Su Yimo took in the surprise and other complex emotions in her eyes, walked to the door and opened the door, "You...... Why haven't you left yet, I thought you were gone. ”
She looked at Qi Ye, who was standing at the door, wearing an apron and holding a rice bowl, stunned for a few seconds and spoke.
How did he become like this......
The apron is pink because she still has a girlish heart that is not fully aged.
She looks good in it, but he wears it...... It's a bit of a discord.
With a big waist and a round waist, a tall man wearing such a small pink apron, how do you look at it, there is a kind of King Kong Barbie's rush.
"You're wearing this ......"
Su Yimo frowned, raised her chin, and said euphemistically.
"Pretty good, isn't it?"
Qi Ye blinked and turned around with his big sparkling eyes.
"Actually, I like pink very much, but men who use pink things will be called too sassy and too girly......"
Qi Ye lowered his head, looked at the pink apron on his body happily, and muttered.
Su Yimo: "......"
She raised an eyebrow and swallowed all the words that had come to her throat.
"Okay, if you like it."
Su Yimo glanced at him speechlessly, walked to the dining table, looked at the table full of food, and said in surprise, "You did all this?" ”
There is a table full of dishes on the table, full of color, flavor, and taste, and the appearance is not ordinarily good-looking.
"yes, that's great."
Qi Ye looked at Su Yimo's amazing expression and smiled with satisfaction.
"It's good-looking, so I don't know if it's good or not."
Su Yimo didn't want him to be too proud, so he pouted.
She picked up the spoon and took a bite of tofu Sanxian soup, and her expression was instantly stunned.
This taste...... It's delicious, isn't it?
The taste is fresh and fragrant, and the taste is tender, which is comparable to the chef of a five-star hotel!
"How?" Qi Ye looked at Su Yimo worriedly, afraid that he would not have an appetite for her.
"Well, it's delicious!" Su Yimo gave him a thumbs up and admired, "I really didn't expect you to be so good at cooking?" Learned? ”
Su Yimo ate three or four mouthfuls before stopping.
"Well, sort of." Qi Ye lowered his eyelids and had a faint smile on his face.
"Oh."
Su Yimo saw the sadness hidden in his smile, and swallowed the question he wanted to continue to ask back into his stomach.
"Thank you for preparing such a sumptuous dinner for me, then, let's eat."
Su Yimo pulled out a chair, looked at him and smiled.
"Okay, eat." Getting Su Yimo's affirmation, Qi Ye was extremely happy, he glanced at Su Yimo, there was excitement in his beautiful eyes, and he was a little shy.
Qi Ye's cooking is very suitable for Su Yimo's appetite, she is sick now, and she just wants to eat something light, nourishing and easy to digest, and Qi Ye's cooking is basically like this, there is no greasy and heavy taste.
After eating, Su Yimo leaned on the chair and raised her arms and stretched her waist, "It's so full, the dinner is delicious." ”
Qi Ye looked at her gently, "If you like it, I'll make it for you every day." ”
His words frightened Su Yimo's heart one by one, and she hurriedly stretched out her hand to refuse, "No need!" ”
"Because of Gu Lichen?" Qi Ye's eyes gradually turned cold.
"Well, I'm still boyfriend and girlfriend with him, and it's not appropriate for you to appear in me."
She lifted her eyelids, looked at Qi Ye, and said solemnly, "Qi Ye, don't appear in my house again in the future, today is the first time this happens, but I also hope that it will be the last time, he will come here occasionally, I don't want him to misunderstand." ”
Qi Ye sneered coldly and said, "You don't want him to misunderstand, but what about him?" Did he think the same for you? He doesn't, he loves you far more than you love him, to Mo ......"
He stood up, frowned, and walked behind her sadly and lovingly.
His tone is soft, not hurried or slow, light when it should be light, heavy when it should be heavy, and the sense of rhythm is not generally good.
It sounds natural and comfortable, very convincing, and makes people fall into it unconsciously, and they are brainwashed without noticing.
"Yimo, although he has you in his heart, but there are also others, he can never give you a complete heart, such a cheap half of the love is not worthy of you at all, only me, only I can give you a complete love! Yimo, give up on him and be with me. ”
Although the intention of brainwashing his words was obvious, Su Yimo still had to admit that what he said was indeed true.
"You? Forget it? You will always love only yourself! ”
Su Yimo glared back at him and poked his heart with her finger.
"You don't have to worry about me and him, take care of yourself!"
Su Yimo got up, didn't even look at him, and said coldly.
Qi Ye saw her going to the kitchen with a meal, and stopped her, "Yimo, you know that what I said is right, can you really tolerate him dividing his feelings in two and only giving you half?" ”
Although Qi Ye didn't get along with Su Yimo for too long, he felt that he knew her better than anyone else.
She looks like a beautiful woman who can't help but be weak on the outside, but in fact she is harder than anyone else on the inside, stronger than anyone else, she has a strong sense of self-esteem, and she is sensitive and closed, and when someone approaches, she is like a hedgehog with thorns all over her body.
Her personality can't tolerate the other half and only give her half love.
"I'll give him a chance, three times, I'll give him three chances, and if it's more than three times, I'll leave him and never see him again!"
Su Yimo stopped and turned his back to him.
Hearing her say this, Qi Ye's eyes lit up instantly, and he was just about to ask her if it was true? Just heard her speak again, "Even if I leave him, I won't be with you, Qi Ye, we are not suitable, don't waste your mind on me anymore, find a suitable one for you." ”
Without looking back, she dropped the sentence and went into the kitchen with the plate.
Her back disappeared into the kitchen, Qi Ye pursed her lips tightly, her beautiful face was covered with a layer of frost, and her eyes were cold and resolute.
Su Yimo is right, he is an extremely selfish person, and what he loves most is himself, so as long as he wants it, he has to get it, even if it is unscrupulous!
After cleaning up the table, Su Yimo was washing dishes in the kitchen, sorting out the tableware and leftovers, and when everything was cleaned up and came out, Qi Ye had already left.
I don't know when he left.
Su Yimo breathed a sigh of relief and took the cup to make herself a cup of coffee.
She snuggled up on the couch with a hot coffee cup and turned on the TV to watch it as she sipped.
After eating and drinking, she is mostly better, as long as it is no longer cold at night, she should be able to recover almost tomorrow.
After watching TV for a while, she was sleepy again.
"Why are you still sleepy like this after drinking coffee?"
She yawned and muttered.
This cold made up for all the nights she had stayed up before.
She held on for a while before she went to the bathroom to brush her teeth and wash up.
After washing, she lay on the bed and covered the quilt and was just about to go to sleep when her mobile phone rang.
Su Yimo raised her hand, touched the mobile phone and took it to her eyes, and her expression changed.
What appeared on the screen was Gu Lichen's name.
Su Yimo stared at his name for a few seconds, suppressed the thousand thoughts in his heart, and picked up the phone.
"Hey."
"Hey, Emo, where are you?"
Gu Lichen pulled his tie out of his neck and asked.
He just came back, and knowing that Su Yimo was not there, he immediately dialed her phone?
"At home."
Su Yimo turned sideways and said sullenly while holding the pillow.
"Home?"
"Hmm."
"Your new house?"
"Hmm."
Su Yi half-squinted his eyes and responded lazily.
Although she really wanted to hang up the phone, she still coped with it patiently.
"What's wrong with your voice? Got a cold? ”
Gu Lichen noticed that her voice was slightly hoarse, frowned, sat on the sofa and poured himself a cup of tea, took a sip and asked.
"Well, I have a cold. I'm so sleepy, I want to sleep, if you don't have anything important, I'll hang up, let's talk tomorrow. ”
Su Yimo yawned, wiped away the tears at the end of her eyes, and spoke.