MTL - After Marrying the Villain, I Became Popular-Chapter 19 From hair to toe tips

Auntie has left, and the food on the table is still warm.

The two ate opposite each other, and they were busy washing the dishes in the evening.

He is a lot more proficient now, and he does housework well, so Huo Yu won't argue with him.

When he came out after washing the dishes, Huo Yu had already gone upstairs, and he was sitting on the sofa reading a book and eating snacks in the evening.

The first time he saw the snack rack in the kitchen, he once slandered, Huo Yu's temperament actually loves snacks.

But now he knows that Huo Yu really doesn't like snacks.

Few pages into the book, the doorbell rang.

Xia Wan walked to the door wearing slippers, and saw Shen Yan's face as she approached the cat's eye.

Like most people, in Shen Yan's eyes, Xia Wan is not worthy of Huo Yu.

Let's not say anything else, just a family background, Xia Wan will not be able to touch Huo Yu's side.

Not to mention that he has been with Huo Lin for a while, this feeling is even more subtle.

"Hello." Xia Wan smiled politely at him, then glanced in the direction of the stairs, "Huo Yu is upstairs."

"I'll go look for him." Shen Yan said hurriedly.

Xia Wan nodded and returned to the sofa to read.

If he guessed correctly, Huo Yu should be in the study on the third floor at the moment.

Except that Huo Yu took him to get acquainted with him at home on the day he first moved in, Xia Wan never went to the third floor again.

After all, Huo Yu is very wary, and his identity is too sensitive.

Although the original book did not explain Huo Yu's source of income, Xia Wan also knew that he must have his own industry behind him.

Otherwise, with the pocket money of the Huo family, what qualifications does he have to learn to fight with Huo Pei to the end?

For these, if Huo Yu didn't take the initiative to let him know, Xia Wan thought it would be better to stay away.

Xia Wan was reading a book and then holding a pen to write and draw on it, and his toes also twitched. Just as he was putting in, his phone rang.

The name on the phone screen surprised Xia Wan, it was Xia Yang's mother Zhao Chengfang.

This woman has never given the original owner a good face, and is the culprit who condoned her sister Zhao Chengjiao's son Zhang Hao to molest the original owner.

Xia Wan frowned, but picked it up.

"Auntie." he called.

"It's late," Zhao Chengfang smiled uncharacteristically, "Do you have no class tomorrow morning?"

There will be no class tomorrow morning and summer evening, so he said "um".

"Your father is not in good health, tomorrow I will cook a soup in person, go see him," Zhao Chengfang said, "Let Auntie cook a few more dishes, if you don't have class, come home For dinner, what can be delicious in the school cafeteria?"

Xia Wan pursed her lips.

He was not happy that the people of the Xia family would contact Xia Chengzhang again, especially after Xia Yang threatened him with Xia Chengzhang's illness, he fully realized that the people of the Xia family were colder than the cold poisonous snake a bit.

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon.

At this time, Zhao Chengfang went to visit Xia Chengzhang. Unless he had ulterior motives, he could not find any other reason.

Footsteps and low voices of conversation came from the stairs.

And Huo Yu is not far from his home, so it was very convenient in the past.

"Okay," he said, "I'll be back tomorrow."

The footsteps on the stairs paused for a while, Xia Wan tilted her head and met Huo Yu's eyes, while Shen Yan followed behind him.

Xia Wan smiled and put away the book, ready to go upstairs to sleep.

"Late night," Huo Yu called to him, "Wait for me to go upstairs."

"Heh..." Shen Yan raised his hand and touched his nose, and smiled meaningfully, "Then I'll go back first, so as not to delay your business."

"Go." Huo Yu said lightly.

When the door closed, Huo Yu walked to Xia Wan's side and asked in a low voice, "Where are you going tomorrow?"

"Go home." Xia Wan said, "Just now, Xia Yang's mother said she was going to see my father tomorrow, I'm a little worried."

Huo Yu never met Xia Chengzhang, and Xia Wan never mentioned Xia Chengzhang's situation to him.

In his impression, the other party should be the most responsible age now.

"What is there to worry about as a living man like your father?" he asked, "she told you to go back, I don't know what bad idea."

"Maybe there is something good?" When they said this, they just went up to the second floor, Xia Wan turned around and walked backwards, then raised his face and gave Huo Yu a mischievous smile , "Maybe she will take money to humiliate me?"

"If that's the case," he tilted his head and leaned against his bedroom door, imagining the future, "then I don't mind letting her humiliate a few more times."

It's obviously a bad thing, but Xia Wan said it very lightly.

Only, Huo Yu didn't smile this time.

Xia Wan wrinkled her nose, turned and pushed open the door: "Good night, young master."

The next moment, a jade-like hand pressed against his door, preventing him from closing the door.

Xia Wan raised her face in surprise.

Across the door, Huo Yu's voice sounded very low: "I heard that Zhao Chengfang has been playing poker games with Huo Lin's mother recently and lost a lot of money to her, Huo Lin's side The project gave Xia Yang a little corner."

Xia Wan understood that the reason why Zhao Chengfang came here was perhaps to speak for the Huo family.

"I see," he said.

Huo Yu's eyes were hidden in the dark, very deep and deep, and after a while he said, "Good night."

The bed in Huo Yu's house is big and soft, which is many times more comfortable than that in Xia Wan's own home and school.

In the room, from electronic products to toothpaste and toothbrushes, Huo Yu arranged them neatly for him. There was also a treadmill by the window. If Xia Wan wanted to, he could Run and look out the window.

Summer evening is not a deliberate temperament. Except for the first night I didn’t get used to sleeping here, the rest of the time was dark and sweet until dawn.

When I went downstairs in the early morning, my aunt had already prepared breakfast and cleaned up and was about to leave.

"Aunt Qin," Huo Yu's voice came from a distance, very light, but somehow warm, "Let's have breakfast together."

Xia Wan paused on the stairs, then bent down slightly and looked down.

Huo Yu is standing sideways at the kitchen door, wearing black jeans on his legs, from this angle, his legs are even more slender and straight

Huo Yu is quite human, Xia Wan couldn't help but think.

"No," Aunt Qin wiped her hands and said with a smile, "The old man at home is ready to cook."

Huo Yu was no longer polite, but handed a package to the aunt.

"Yo." Auntie smiled, "You've spent a lot of money again."

"Aunt Qin is early." Xia Wan ran downstairs.

"The little gentleman is up too." Aunt Qin smiled, "Let's eat quickly, it will be cold later."

"Thank you, Aunt Qin." Xia Wan said sweetly.

Aunt Qin's craftsmanship is very good, and the dishes are also scientific and healthy, four dishes and one soup, two meat and two vegetarians, and a plate of nut preserves and a plate of fruit.

However, most of the preserved nuts and fruits entered the stomach of the summer evening, and Huo Yu rarely moved.

During the half month of living in, I found a lot of inconsistencies in the summer evening.

For example, Huo Yu is very indifferent to everyone, but only respects Aunt Qin.

For another example, Huo Yu seemed to have no interest in candied nuts, but Aunt Qin had to prepare every meal,

The same goes for the snack rack in the kitchen.

Huo Yu washed his hands, Xia Wan was already holding the pecans and biting.

He seems to like this kind of crispy and fragrant, and he will eat less of the hard pistachios.

Huo Yu flicked the table with his finger: "Eating alone?"

Xia Wan looked up, and there were crumbs of nuts in the corner of his mouth: "You don't eat it."

"Who said I wouldn't eat it?" Huo Yu gave him a faint look, squeezed a big almond and threw it into his mouth.

"Hey, Huo Yu," Xia Wan and Huo Yu have been together for a long time, and the name is getting more and more convenient, "Is Aunt Qin your relative?"

Huo Yu wondered: "Why do you ask that?"

Xia Wan took the chopsticks and left the tip of the liver. It was salty, sweet and delicious: "Because she loves you very much, not like an ordinary aunt."

"You've only been here for a few days, so you can tell that others love me?" Huo Yu asked with a half-smile.

"He prepares nuts and fruit plates for you, and also prepares snacks for you." The summer evening is well-founded.

"Just because of this?" Huo Yu looked at him, as if a little funny, and then said, "I know how to eat."

Xia Wan didn't want to deal with Huo Yu anymore, he lowered his eyes and ate with puffed cheeks.

After a while, Huo Yu suddenly said gently: "Before, Aunt Qin took care of my parents."

Xia Wan raised his eyes, and even his chewing speed slowed down.

He pursed his lips and said in a low voice: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to ask."

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When Huo Peifeng and Yan Wei had an accident, Huo Yu was only five years old and was in middle school in kindergarten.

After they went out that day, the next time they met were two black and white portraits. He was led by adults to kneel on the ground and kowtow to the two portraits.

Since then, his life has become black and white.

For many years to come, he tried to remember those scattered warm memories and magnificent colors before the age of five, but as time passed, even if he deliberately deepened them over and over again, they were still far away He is getting further and further away.

The only thing left now is Aunt Qin and this old house.

Aunt Qin is also getting old, almost sixty years old. Fortunately, she is in good health.

Huo Yu has the intention to let her enjoy her old age, but Aunt Qin is not at ease. As long as he is in the country these years, the elderly will spontaneously take up the responsibility of taking care of him.

Nuts and snacks were his habits when he was a child.

He stopped eating for a long time these years, but Aunt Qin still insisted on preparing for him.

He supported his cheeks and felt that the food on the table was not fragrant.

"You still have an uncle. In the future, when he comes over, you will still be accompanied by relatives." Xia Wan wrapped the soup bowl in both hands and let it circle silently in her palm.

Huo Yu looked up at him, meaning unknown.

Huo Yu never mentioned anything about Yan Rui to him. He also saw Yan Rui's official order before he really let go of his dangling heart.

He didn't want to take the initiative to mention it, but he was going to the Huo family's banquet in the evening, so he couldn't pretend he didn't know about this kind of thing.

"I heard that your uncle is going to be transferred to work." Xia Wan slowly took a sip of soup.

Huo Yu hooked the corner of his mouth and looked at him sharply: "Who said that?"

"Su Tang." Xia Wan threw the blame at Su Tang without hesitation, and asked again, "Is it true?"

Huo Yu lowered his eyes.

Sometimes he feels that Xia Wan is innocent and the simplest kind of person, but sometimes he feels that he is a little unfathomable.

It feels a little funny and a little weird.

"You kind of care about me," he said.

Xia Wan heard it, this is a bad person.

"Of course I should care about you," he circled the soup bowl in his hand, "We are husbands, we should pay attention to everything from hair to toes."

Huo Yu looked at him quietly for a moment, the corners of his mouth drew a slight arc, and the loneliness and vigilance between his eyebrows slowly dissipated.

He put down the tableware, leaned back against his body, and watched Xia Wan with a half-smile.

In the hot pot restaurant that day, Xia Wan's remarks were always too coincidental in Huo Yu's eyes.

Even though he knew that he had no ill will towards him, after that incident, his vigilance never decreased.

"If we don't communicate with each other," Xia Wan held the soup bowl to cover half of her face, "It will be broken if you show off at your uncle's house at night."

"Well," Huo Yu raised his lips slightly and hooked his finger towards Xia Wan, "Come on, let's exchange information."

Xia Wan pursed her lips and looked at him defensively.

"To communicate with the presence or absence of something from hair to toes." Huo Yu added.

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Is it cool to dig a hole for myself, late?