So desolate: often pitted by a black-bellied husband

Four years later, when I heard another news, that Lu's bankruptcy was related to my parents-in-law and even had a direct relationship, I fell into the abyss again, which was not as good as when I learned that you stopped me. The feeling of sinking my heart was strong when I secretly took out my important materials by express delivery. "

"You said that I doubt you every time I am the first one. This time, when you saw my hard drive, I didn't show it to anyone. Yao Shi just happened to develop a product similar to our Lu Shi's product. Is it the same?"

Facing Lu Anyi's questioning, Pei Yifeng remained silent, his face remained expressionless, his upper hand was lowered, and he clenched his fist, as if very angry.

While the two were talking, there was thick smoke billowing in the kitchen, like the fog in a winter morning, and they couldn't see each other's face when they stood facing each other, and then a burning smell rushed into their noses.

The two reacted with surprise on their faces at the same time, and then rushed to the side of the pot at the same time, trying to turn off the gas stove at the same time, Pei Yifeng's hand fell first, followed by Lu Anyi, who accidentally grabbed Pei Yifeng's hand. [

When Lu Anyi's hand caught the back of Pei Yifeng's smooth hand, her heart twitched like an electric shock, and she quickly withdrew her hand.

Pei Yifeng turned off the fire, opened the windows and range hood, and lifted the glass pot lid. Half of the vegetables in the pot had been mushy. Lu Anyi looked at the vegetables in the pot with regret, looking very depressed.

Angrily, she pulled Pei Yifeng back, and angrily scolded him, "It's your fault."

"Just blame me, just blame me, don't be angry with me, okay?"

"Let go of me, I don't want to talk to you." Lu Anyi pressed Pei Yifeng's stomach hard with her arms, Pei Yifeng frowned, bent over, and covered her stomach with one hand, looking very painful.

Lu Anyi dumped the discarded vegetables into the trash can, and put a pot of water to wash the pot. Seeing that Pei Yifeng was still standing behind her clutching her stomach, she said angrily, "Hurry up, I still have to cook, don't get in the way." on."

Pei Yifeng frowned, and said in a painful voice, "My stomach hurts."

Hearing this, Lu Anyi pointed at the door with a spatula, and said to Pei Yifeng, "It hurts so much, go to the hospital, don't beg for sympathy in front of me."

After talking, take the cleaning ball and put some dishwashing liquid into the pot, start to clean the pot, first use the shovel to scoop up the sticky mustard in the pot, and ignore Pei Yifeng.

Pei Yifeng suddenly leaned against the wall behind him, covering his stomach with his hands, the painful expression on his face became more and more intense, although Lu Anyi was washing the pot with her hands, her mind was already a little absent-minded.

She stared at Pei Yifeng's movement from the corner of her eye, the blow she had just now was really heavy, with such a sharp elbow, if she used all her strength, no matter how strong she was, it would probably hurt for a long time.

Pei Yifeng leaned against the wall and twisted her body, while Lu Anyi pretended to be calm for a while... She kept brushing the pot with her hands, which was even thinned by her brushing.

Finally, seeing that Pei Yifeng was still in so much pain, she put down the cleaning ball and pot, turned around and asked, "Is it really that heavy? What kind of tricks are you trying to play with me?"

Pei Yifeng frowned, and asked aggrievedly, "You don't know whether it's serious or not?"

"I'm very clear..." After Lu Anyi finished speaking, she turned around and was about to continue cleaning up.

Pei Yifeng suddenly felt no pain anymore, and stretched out his hand to pull Lu Anyi back to his chest.