Dangerous CEO

Xia Tong, who escaped from emperor Sheng, hurriedly stopped a taxi and rushed to chaoyichen community. In the car, she borrowed the mobile phone of the driver's uncle and dialed Yi Chu.

After a short beep, "Tong Tong, what's up?"

Voice line is his usual calm and gentle, can't hear any emotion, smell this, Xia Tong this just a sigh of relief.

"Nothing. I'm just worried about you. Where are you now?"

"At home, would you like to come? I've made a lot of delicious food, which you love. "

Xia Tong felt that her voice was a little blocked. She nodded: "well, I'm going to go there."

"Be careful on the road, be safe."

When Yi Chu opened the door, he was holding a spatula and seemed to be cooking. He pulled her in and said, "there's still food left. You can sit down first."

Xia Tong nodded, "do you need me to help you?"

"Forget it." He laughed. "Don't make it worse."

Xia Tong gas block, simply against the kitchen door wall, holding the gills motionless staring at him in the kitchen. I can't help sighing that watching a beautiful man cook is also an ultimate enjoyment.

The right cut red shirt is simple and elegant. It's ironed on him and outlines his smooth figure. It's indescribable and seductive. There are few men who can dress Meihong as pretty as him. They don't think it's easy to pick. On the contrary, they just think it's very elegant.

But Yi Xuechang, who is so clean, has been slandered like that for no reason. As long as Xia Tong thought of what happened in the morning, he would tremble with anger.

"What's the matter, silly?" Yi Chu came out with a dish and saw her in a daze. She waved her hand in front of her.

Xia Tong this just wake up to come over, embarrassed of smile smile, didn't speak.

He put the food on the table one by one, took off his apron and said, "well, eat quickly. Have you been waiting for a long time?"

Xia Tong looked at the table full of color, fragrance and food, clearly hungry, but no desire to eat.

"I --"

"Eat this, your favorite sweet and sour tenderloin. I don't know how it is today." Yi Chu gave her a chopstick.

Xia Tong looked at the bowl of scarlet, stretched out his chopsticks, and put them down. He took a breath and decided not to escape: "I read today's newspaper..."

"Well?" He lowered his head to eat with a faint expression.

"None of that is true, is it?" Xia Tong asked in an urgent tone.

Yi Chu put down his chopsticks, leaned back slowly, and closed his beautiful eyes.

"It's true." He said.