My Husband, Warm The Bed (CEO's Mistaken Wife)

Chapter 1724: Childhood sweetheart, his breath smells better than corpse stench

After finishing work, it was already twelve o'clock in the evening when Chi Yangyang got home.

She opened the door. The house was dark without turning on the lights. Hang Jin was not at home. He might have gone out to fool around again.

Chi Yangyang turned on the light and dragged his tired body straight to the bathroom.

After spending a whole day in the autopsy room with the rotting and stinking corpse, she felt that her body was tainted with corpse odor.

She had to wash and clean herself quickly so that she could temporarily forget the terrible things in her mind.

Chi Yangyang turned the water to the maximum and stood under the faucet without taking off her clothes. Unexpectedly, the more she wanted to wash away those terrible memories, the memories poured into her mind like a flood.

Blood and broken corpses on the ground...

"No no no..."

In a daze, Chi Yangyang seemed to be back to the murder case of the corpse case a year ago. Now, the corpses on the ground and even the tap water above her head turned red and sprayed on her body...

"Chi Yangyang!" Hang Jin suddenly broke in and pulled her into his arms. "You stupid woman, I told you to resign if you are afraid, but you just don't listen."

Hang Jin's voice was fierce and evil, but when she heard Chi Yangyang's ears, she felt particularly warm. She nestled in his arms eagerly and breathed in his masculine breath. His breath smelled better than the smell of corpses. too much.

Hang Jin was still scolding: "Chi Yangyang, you damn woman, I'm talking to you, do you hear it?"

Chi Yangyang ignored him.

Hang Jin grabbed her chin and forced her to look up: "Chi Yangyang, are you mute?"

The scary things in his mind couldn't be shaken away, but now that Hang Jin was making such a fuss, all Chi Yang could think about was this man's domineering face, and the fear in his heart disappeared unconsciously. .

This domineering man indirectly became her savior.

Hang Jin frowned: "Are you scared?"

Chi Yangyang pursed her lips and said with a smile: "Hang Jin, are you sent by God to save me, or are you sent by the devil to torture me?"

Hang Jin frowned even more tightly and immediately probed her forehead: "If you don't have a fever, are you really stupid?"

Chi Yangyang: "Hang Jin, I'm hungry."

Hang Jin: "Are you hungry?"

Chi Yangyang nodded: "I'm hungry."

Because I was busy confirming the identity, age and cause of death of the headless female corpse, I was so busy that I didn't have time to eat at noon. I was already so hungry that my stomach was growling. If I didn't eat something, I wouldn't have the energy to work tomorrow.

Hang Jin said: "Go and change your clothes, change them and come out to eat."

Chi Yangyang looked at Hang Jin and said pitifully, "I don't want to eat takeout or instant noodles."

Hang Jin looked at her pale and colorless face, and felt a sharp pain in his heart, but he spoke fiercely and viciously: "Chi Yangyang, some food is good, but you are also picky."

Chi Yangyang lowered his head: "Okay, then I'll go change clothes."

Can she still expect that the fourth young master of Hangzhou, who has never touched Yang Chun Shui, can cook a bowl of noodles for her?

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Hang Jin especially hates going to the kitchen. The smell of oil smoke in the kitchen makes him disgusted, but Chi Yangyang, a stupid woman, doesn't want to eat takeout. What else can he do if he doesn't go to the kitchen?

Her cooking is even worse than his cooking.

Hang Jin rummaged through the refrigerator and couldn't find a piece of meat. He only found two eggs and a tomato. He decided to make a bowl of tomato omelette noodles, but he held the eggs in his hand and didn't know how to fry them.

"Women are trouble! Especially the woman Chi Yangyang!" While hating Chi Yangyang, Hang Jin called his friend and asked, "How to make tomato omelette noodles?"

Not knowing what was said on the other end of the phone, Hang Jin's face darkened: "Why are you talking so much nonsense? Mind your own business. It's not your turn to care about mine."

After saying that, Hang Jin hung up the phone and threw it away. He threw it out and quickly picked it back up. He took his phone and searched online. There were thousands of recipes for tomato omelette noodles on the Internet.

Hang Jin glanced at it and chose a link with a better-looking picture to click on. It was very rare that he had the patience to follow the steps described by the author step by step.

Although his movements of washing tomatoes and beating eggs were very clumsy, and it looked like he had never done these things before, there was no big problem and everything was still under his control.

Until the oil was put into the pot, because the water in the pot was not boiled dry, the oil and water met and exploded, and a few drops of oil splashed on the back of Hang Jin's hand. If his hands were not rough, they would probably be burned. A few bubbles.

"Chi Yangyang, you stupid woman can't do anything else, but you are quite good at torturing people." If Chi Yangyang hadn't said that he didn't want to eat takeout, he wouldn't have been in such a mess.

When Chi Yangyang changed her clothes and came out, she heard Hang Jin scolding her. She wanted to turn around and go back, but she was so hungry that she had to fill her stomach first, otherwise she would not have the strength to work tomorrow.

Unexpectedly, when he looked up, he saw smoke billowing from the kitchen, and there was a vague figure jumping around in the thick smoke. Immediately afterwards, the thick smoke spread at an extremely fast speed and spread to the dining room outside the kitchen.

Because the smoke was too thick, the smoke detector on the roof of the restaurant quickly sounded a piercing alarm, the glass tube of the nozzle burst, and water sprayed out of the nozzle, just hitting Hang Jin who escaped from the kitchen.

"Cough cough cough -" Hang Jin choked and coughed, and was sprayed with water. This look was as embarrassing as it was. It was the only time in the 22 years since Chi Yangyang knew Hang Jin.

Chi Yangyang forgot that the alarm at home was still ringing. Out of professional sensitivity, he quickly took out his mobile phone to take photos and collect evidence.

She encountered Hang Jin's rare embarrassment in a thousand years. If she didn't leave evidence, she would definitely feel sorry for everyone in their circle of friends.

Taking photos to prevent the evidence from being accidentally lost, Chi Yangyang quickly sent it to the email for backup and storage.

After preserving the evidence, Chi Yangyang methodically took a towel from the bathroom, wet it with water and put it over her mouth. She then went to the kitchen to pick up the pot lid to cover the burnt pot, and opened the windows in time to quickly ventilate the home.

After doing all this, the smoke in the house has almost dispersed, and Chi Yangyang has time to pay attention to Hang Jin. Looking at Hang Jin, she wanted to laugh, and she really laughed, but as soon as the corners of her lips raised, Hang Jin yelled: "Chi Yangyang, you dare to laugh and try it!"

Chi Yangyang quickly suppressed her laughter and pointed at his face: "That Fourth Young Master, your face is stained."

"I'm not blind, do you need to tell me?" Hang Jin glared at her fiercely, turned and walked to the bathroom. He is not blind, but he can't see his face without a mirror.

Chi Yangyang whispered in a low voice: "You are so capable, but you can't even fry an egg well, and you almost caused a fire."

Hang Jin suddenly turned back: "Chi Yangyang, it's not that I can't do it well, it's that I don't want to do it."

Chi Yangyang: "..."

She spoke so quietly, but this man could still hear her. How sensitive were his ears?

Hang Jin yelled: "What are you still doing? Go and prepare clothes for me."

Chi Yangyang: "Okay, uncle!"

Why did she open the window for ventilation just now?

Why not let this ungrateful man be smoked to death?