"Chasing? What to chase? Her home is here, is it possible that you are afraid that she will not come back? ”

Qi Yemo shrugged, his lips pulled, and he glanced at the thermos box in Qin Huo's hand, "What did you bring to eat today?" ”

I fought with that woman all night last night, and it was really more tiring than having sex a few times.

"Abalone and chicken porridge." Qin Huo carried the insulated box, cautiously walked into the house, glanced at the messed living room, and he couldn't help but look suspiciously, "The master wants to have breakfast in Miss Ye's house?" ”

"It's dirty, isn't it? Well, you have to redecorate, otherwise how can you live there? ”

Qi Yemo glanced around at Ye Huanyu's small house, and he was troubled by the cleanliness factor, and then raised his finger and pointed here and there, "These unsightly things will be thrown away by me when you find someone!" ”

Qin Huo was stunned for a moment, his eyes widened, "Uh...... Master, this is Miss Ye's home! Are you sure you want to throw away her couch, throw away her TV, throw away her coffee table, throw away her shoe cabinet......"

The master smoked it, right? According to his current relationship with Miss Ye, throw away these things, it's no wonder that Miss Ye doesn't work hard with him!

Unexpectedly, Qi Yemo twisted his eyebrows and asked, "If I don't throw away these things, how will I live here in the future?" ”

Qin Huo was even more stunned, listening to his master's tone, it seemed that he wanted to live with Miss Ye in the future......

But will Miss Yip agree?

The answer, of course, is no!

Sighing, Qin Huo had no choice but to come up with a compromise solution: "Master...... Your home is across from Miss Ye, which has been completely renovated. Isn't it easier for the master to move Miss Ye over directly? ”

As soon as Qin Huo's voice fell, Qi Yemo raised his eyebrows and stared at Qin Huo for three seconds.

Then he nodded and pretended to be calm, "That's a good idea!" ”

Qin Huo breathed a sigh of relief......

In fact, from the moment the master decided to buy this old building, Qin Huo knew that the master was reluctant to Miss Ye.

But Miss Phil is ......

Alas, Qin Huo shook his head, this troublesome question should be thrown back to the master to toss himself......

Qi Yemo rubbed the back of his sore head, walked straight to the small dining room, stroked the dining table in disgust, and called Qin Huo, "Come here, wipe it clean!" ”

Qin Huo did so.

After a while, a bowl of hot abalone and chicken porridge was presented in front of Qi Yemo.

He just picked up the spoon, scooped it elegantly and put it into his mouth, then looked at the redness, swelling and bruises on Qin Huo's face seriously, and asked-

"Last night, you were with that little star?"

"Huh?" Qin Huo was stunned, the master still remembered what happened last night? Qin Huo's face turned pale, "No...... Didn't ......."

Last night, it was the most humiliating stroke in Qin Huo's excellent life record.

"It's not in vain! Being beaten like this by a woman! Don't stand next to me when you go out later, save me embarrassment! The corners of Mo Ye's mouth twitched, and then he scooped up the porridge and poured it into his mouth.

Qin Huo's face twitched. twitched, stared at the master, the messy bruises on the master's heart, I am afraid that they are more than him, Qin Huo trembled: "That...... Master, you don't look like you've got a lot of injuries......"

Mo Ye's face turned dark!

His eyes, the claw marks on his chest, the fist prints, and the bruise marks left by the stainless steel soap dish all made his sturdy bore embarrassed......

He twitched the corner of his mouth, "It's good that I call it a trace of love!" The messy bruises, I'm afraid they are better than him, Qin Huo trembled: "That...... Master, you don't look like you've got a lot of injuries......"

Mo Ye's face turned dark!

His eyes, the claw marks on his chest, the fist prints, and the bruise marks left by the stainless steel soap dish all made his sturdy bore embarrassed......

He twitched the corner of his mouth, "It's good that I call it a trace of love!"

(Thinker)