"Louder, I didn't hear you."

As soon as Huo Qingcang's overbearing order came out, Lan Yifeng closed his eyes tightly and said, "Qingcang!"

A clear voice with a ring to it.

Normally, a man asking a woman to call his name is an act of intimacy.

Lan Yifeng couldn't be happy, and his heart was filled with pain.

He didn't let Ran Qianqian, who loved him deeply, call his name, but let a woman who slept with him and cheated money call him. What did Ran Qianqian mean to him five years ago? But now, as Lan Yifeng, she was in his eyes.

What's in your eyes?

Why can Lan Yifeng, who has three children in tow, be given such an honor? But in the past, when she had given so much and loved so humbly, he would step on her feet severely?

Lan Yifeng glared at the drunken man in front of her, gritting her teeth with hatred, but he was just the opposite of her, because he heard his name coming out of her mouth, and his face lit up with joy.

"This is my good baby." He stopped her slender waist with one hand, clasped the back of her head with the other, and kissed her passionately.

The sweet smell of wine also rushed into her mouth, bringing with it his ambiguous breath, teasing her lilac uvula and teasing all her sensitive nerves.

"Ugh..." Lan Yifeng stretched out his hand to push him as if reflexively, preventing him from attacking further.

The more she resisted, the more she struggled, the more intense and deeply he kissed her, refusing to let go of her even if the corner of her mouth was bitten by her.

She was so kissed by him that she felt dizzy, her legs became weak, and finally she collapsed in his arms. Only then did he let go of her with satisfaction.

"Don't resist my kiss anymore!"

She heard him say this in her ear and remembered what he said in the morning that he liked to kiss her and hoped that she would like his kiss.

Lan Yifeng raised his head slightly, and his moist black eyes met his deep eyes stained with lust.

"You...do you love me?"

Why do you like her writing, why do you want to be nice to her, why do you force her to call his name?

"Do you love me?"

Has love completely changed me?

Her eyes had never been so calm. She was obviously asking a man for a confession or a promise, but the calmness she showed seemed like she was just asking for a fact.

Huo Qingcang opened his lips slightly, then opened his lips again, but did not say a single word.

He seemed unable to say the word love, not even to deceive her. There seemed to be something in his subconscious that prevented him from saying it, as if if he said the word, he would be sorry for someone.

But he had no idea who this person was.

"Do you love me? Have you ever loved me?" Lan Yifeng asked again as if he was possessed, knowing that there was no answer.

This time, he didn't even bother to move his lips.

"Huo Qingcang, please don't be so nice to others!" Lan Yifeng snorted coldly and pushed him away.

She is probably the stupidest and most sentimental person in the world. She thinks that a man like him, who is superior, comes to her and treats her better because he has fallen in love with her.

As everyone knows, it is very likely that he will treat more women better with his back turned to her!

Therefore, there is no need to be moved casually.

"Where are you going?" He stopped her as she was about to leave and held her in his arms, "I haven't let you go yet."

"Mr. Huo, you..."

"Didn't I tell you to call me Qingcang?" He interrupted her unhappily, and his brows knitted together unconsciously.

He tightened his grip on her waist, and raised an evil smile on his lips: "Bad boys who have no memory must be punished."

Why was she so terrified when she heard this? Lan Yifeng suddenly had a bad feeling when she saw him picking up the washed cucumbers in the vegetable basket.

"What...what are you...doing with the cucumber?" she asked stumblingly, with cold sweat dripping from her forehead in fear.

Cucumber, the classic weapon for popping chrysanthemums!

He stuffed the cucumber into her hand, and Lan Yifeng was a little stunned. Wasn't he going to let her do it by herself like last time?

The little face that was red just now is now almost pale. She really doesn't want to bear his perverted preferences anymore.

She watched in horror as he leaned over to her, bit her ear, and said, "The soup should be lighter, just add a little salad oil and a little salt."

After saying that, he immediately stepped away and sat on the chair on the side. After waiting for a while, he saw that she was still standing there blankly, and shouted a little impatiently: "Why don't you hurry up? Are you going to die of thirst?"

Lan Yifeng finally recovered from his daze, and his white face turned red again.

She turned around quickly, raised the kitchen knife and cut the cucumber shreds, hiding the panic in her heart...

How could she forget that Huo Qingcang likes to drink light cucumber soup, especially after drinking wine, he likes to have a bowl of it to relieve hangover.

It's really shameful that she even thought about that. How despicable and dirty her thoughts are.

Lan Yifeng felt that he had never been so embarrassed. Fortunately, Huo's drunkard didn't notice what she had just thought. Otherwise, he would have laughed her to death or forced her to put that thought into action.

Soon, a bowl of light and refreshing cucumber soup came out of the pot. She filled a large bowl and placed it in front of him, hoping that he would wake up after drinking it, and then he would never be in a mess again.

Misunderstanding behavior.

Huo Qingcang grabbed the small spoon in the bowl, casually picked up a spoon and put it in his mouth.

All his movements suddenly stopped, and the taste buds on the tip of his tongue were covered with a familiar taste.

A taste that is nostalgic but equally sad.

Bang——

The spoon fell to the ground and he hugged his head suddenly.

The fist turned from a palm to a fist, pressing hard against the head near the temple, letting out a low roar of pain.

Did he have another headache attack? Lan Yifeng suddenly panicked. When he had a headache, it was extremely frightening. When he was extremely mad, there was no way he could stop him without seven or eight skilled guys.

And in this family, there are only helpless women and children, how can they resist him?

She had never seen him go crazy without anyone stopping him, but she couldn't even imagine such a situation happening.

Based on past experience, it was probably too late for her to call the doctor named Zhao Jiyan.

All you can do now is hide in your room and close the door!

Lan Yifeng thought about it, then sneaked towards the door quietly and quietly. As he walked, he peeked at the man who was holding his head and enduring the severe pain.

She had obviously reached the door silently and safely. As long as she took one more step forward, she could rush upstairs.

However, just as she walked to the door, she couldn't help but turn around and saw that Huo Qingcang had taken the sharp kitchen knife from the chopping board at some point!
Chapter completed!