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Six in the afternoon, at the peak of getting off work, Han Yao looked at his watch and took the initiative to call Nanfeng Haozhe. In a gentle tone, he discussed with him before returning home to make delicious food to apologize to him.

Presumably, he was too high-profile during normal times, so there was deliberately someone who wanted to sow discord between him and Han Yao. However, as a man and a successful businessman, how could he be led away so easily?

Who told this little woman not to be interested in anything other than food?

"Miss, you can wear these clothes. I promise to make your husband happy. Let me tell you, this dress, when a woman wears it, it's even sexier than not wearing it. "

Han Yao was thin-skinned, and could not continue choosing. She grabbed the set of red clothes, paid for it in a hurry, and then headed back home.

"Ding dong!"

Han Yao excitedly pressed the doorbell, and Nanfeng Haozhe came over to open the door with his apron on.

"Let me do it."

Han Yao put down the bag and immediately went to take the spatula from Nanfeng Haozhe. However, Nanfeng Haozhe dodged them all and glanced at the bag that Han Yao put down.

"What did you buy?"

Han Yao blushed and laughed mysteriously: "You don't need to worry about that. Let's go, I want to see what delicious food you've made?"

The two of them squeezed into the kitchen together. Han Yao watched as Nanfeng Haozhe rummaged through the steaks, and she felt that the smell was a little heavy.

"I probably haven't cooked in a long time, the kitchen isn't used to it."

"So what? Just teach me from now on. I'll take my time to learn, I'll cook for you."

Nanfeng Haozhe lovingly brought Han Yao to the sofa and gave her a fruit salad so that she could eat and rest.

Han Yao laid on the sofa leisurely. This kind of comfortable life, with a man working hard for her, when she thought about the past, she felt like she was dreaming.

His hand couldn't help but pinch his thigh, and he noticed that it hurt.

… ….

"Come, time to eat!"

Nanfeng Haozhe painstakingly cooked a steak that emitted "Zi zi zi" sounds.

Han Yao looked at the red wine cup and raised it, but realized that she did not want to drink at all.

Furthermore, looking at the steak, she could not help but want to vomit.

Nanfeng Haozhe looked at Han Yao who was covering her mouth, worriedly touched her forehead, and nervously asked: "Han Yao, what's wrong?"

"I... "It's fine."

Han Yao opened her mouth, but at the same time wanted to retch.

She immediately covered her mouth with a tissue and pointed at the steak in front of her, indicating for Nanfeng Haozhe to quickly take it away.

"Yao'er, is something wrong with you?"

Nanfeng Haozhe looked at Han Yao with doubt in his eyes. He hurriedly brought the steak to the side of the table and then placed the spaghetti in front of Han Yao.

Han Yao endured the discomfort and drank some hot water before saying: "It's probably because I didn't eat lunch, so I'm hungry. "It's fine. Just wait for a while and eat something."

After saying that, Han Yao tasted the spaghetti.

The noodles, with tomato sauce, were sour and had a hint of pepper. Han Yao could no longer hide her mouth after eating one mouthful, and had finished eating a huge bowl in a row.

"Well, it looks like I'm going to have two steaks tonight. Who told you to eat both of my spaghetti? "

Nanfeng Haozhe sat on the opposite side and teased Han Yao, who laughed as he rolled his eyes.

He sat down next to her gently and used his fingers to wipe the tomato sauce on the corner of her mouth, "Sorry, wife. I caused you to not have enough lunch. "My husband is too petty."

"Now you know your wrongs?"

"Yes, I know I was wrong. But, you also have to understand the husband ah, your mouth, your tears, only I can wipe, you can understand? I don't want to see any man do that to you! "

"How tyrannical!"

After the two of them finished eating, Nanfeng Haozhe packed his things while Han Yao mysteriously went to bathe.

Nanfeng Haozhe stood at the door of his room, looked at Han Yao who was seductively hooking his fingers at him, and intentionally pointed outside the window, saying: "Wife, the sky isn't completely dark yet …"

"What are you pretending for?"

"Then... Wife, I'm coming! "

The big bad wolf pounced on the little lamb, especially since it was a little lamb dressed in hot clothes, deliberately wanting to take the bait.

Nanfeng Haozhe dominated the group tyrannically and quickly surrendered.

The room was quickly filled with the heavy breathing of the two, charming and beautiful, and warm and intimate.

"Du, du, du … …"

The phone's ringing broke the beautiful atmosphere, causing Nanfeng Haozhe to hold onto Han Yao's hand in annoyance.

Han Yao closed her eyes.

"Alright, I'll listen to you."

However, the phone rang once, but no one answered. It then rang again stubbornly …

He fought like this three times.

No matter how good Nanfeng Haozhe's character was, he would be angered.

He picked up Han Yao's phone and saw that it was actually that Yu Shuyuan again!

Nanfeng Haozhe threw the phone onto the bed sheets, got up from the bed, and went to the bathroom.

"Bang!"

The bathroom door slammed shut in anger.

Han Yao picked up the phone, understood the situation, and quickly got up.

When Nanfeng Haozhe came out of the bathroom, he was dressing up.

Nanfeng Haozhe walked over, hung his head, and helplessly asked: "Could it be, it's because he wants to report Grandma's illness to you again? Han Yao, I will go and find out about Grandma's situation today. The nurse said that although it's not very stable, there's no danger. "

"He said he tried another new drug today and Granny woke up. If I get there right away, I might be able to say a word to Grandma. "

"Alright, then I'll go with you."

Han Yao put on her trench coat and looked at Nanfeng Haozhe apologetically, agreeing with his actions.

The two quickly cleaned up and went to the hospital …

But, grandma only woke up for a short period of time. Just as they were halfway there, Yu Shuyuan called to say that Grandma had fainted again.

Nanfeng Haozhe fiercely punched on the steering wheel …

The car was stopped at the side of the road, Han Yao looked at the lights outside the window which were glowing red, and started to cry uncontrollably.

"Wife, let's transfer Granny, okay?"

Han Yao turned her head, looked at Nanfeng Haozhe and said two words, "Why?"