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Chapter 1601 Sweet Marriage Chapter 162 What do you think of Bei Fanxing?
She pressed the aching eyebrows, stayed for a while, and then got up: "Why don't you turn on the light?"

While asking, he turned on the light on his own, and went to the water dispenser to get a glass of water. Just as he was about to drink, he heard a faint voice from a man behind him: "Xiao Man, sit here, let's talk."

Hao Xiaoman lowered his head, took a sip of water silently, then turned back and sat down opposite him.

Turned on the light, only to find that there was an indescribable coldness between his handsome brows, his dark eyes were as dark and deep as before, and the gaze staring at her was somewhat aggressive.

"I'm not in a good mood today, so I drank some wine. I didn't want to disturb your work, so I called Bei San Shao."

Before he could ask, Hao Xiaoman confessed on his own: "If you don't like it, I won't call him next time."

Nan Mubai squinted his eyes and smoked slowly, no emotion could be seen on his face.

After a while, he flicked the cigarette ash and said, "You disappeared from your house when you were 5 years old, and you went to the orphanage when you were 7 years old. Xiaoman, can you tell me where you went during the two years in between?" gone?"

Hao Xiaoman stopped drinking water suddenly, remained silent for a few seconds, and then put the water glass back.

"Why do you suddenly want to ask this?" She said, her hands hanging on her legs clenched unconsciously.

"Well, I was suddenly curious." He put one arm on the back of the sofa, and unbuttoned three buttons of his white shirt, revealing his collarbone. Against that stern face, he seemed a little anxious.

Hao Xiaoman raised his hand to tidy up his hair. His movements were very slow, as if he was sorting out his thoughts. After a while, he said, "I was still young at that time, so I don't remember clearly. Maybe I wandered around for two years..."

When she said this, she kept her head lowered, staring at the transparent water glass, the sparkling water reflected her slightly flustered little face.

Nan Mubai's action of flicking the cigarette ash with his fingers suddenly stopped, and his pupils seemed to have been brushed with a layer of ink at that moment, with a shocking color.

Hao Xiaoman kept his head down, thinking about how to continue to meet his persecution, so he didn't notice anything unusual about him.

Until she heard his deep and cold voice: "What do you think of Bei Fanxing?"

There was no warning in her heart, she squeezed her fingers holding the water glass little by little, calmed down, and said: "I don't know, I haven't seen it much, I'm not familiar with it."

Nan Mubai took a puff of cigarette, and the thin smoke escaped from his lips and rose up, blurring the expression on his face.

He seemed to laugh, slightly sarcastic: "Really?"

Hao Xiaoman opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but the words somehow got stuck in her throat. She lowered her head and drank water silently.

Nan Mubai leaned over to crush the cigarette, and lay down on the sofa: "I'm a little tired tonight, how about your cooking?"

"What do you want to eat?"

"Beef medium rare."

……

When the steak was cooked, she called him while taking off her apron. She called him twice, but he didn't answer. She put the apron aside and walked to the sofa. Seeing that his eyes were closed, he seemed to be asleep. shook his shoulders.

The man opened his eyes, stared at her quietly for a few seconds with deep and dark eyes, and suddenly raised his hand to grab her wrist, as if he wanted to snap her bones with such force.

Hao Xiaoman groaned in pain, moved her gaze upwards, and met his cold black eyes, before she could speak, her body was dragged staggeringly, she fell heavily on him, and was hugged by him , a whirlwind.

"Nan Mubai!" She was startled, restrained her temper and called his name in a low voice.

(End of this chapter)