The Problem with Marrying Rich: Out of the Way, Ex

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He Xiyan took a deep breath. At this moment, she could feel that she was nervous. As for why she was nervous, she couldn't say clearly.

She walked slowly, just over 200 meters, and she walked for more than ten minutes to the door of that earthen house.

The familiar house, she even knew where there was a grass in front of the door and where there was a pit.

At this moment the door was closed, and He Xiyan could see the dim lights inside through the door gap.

I also smelled the smell of the vegetables, which seemed to be chicken.

He Xiyan raised her right hand and wanted to knock on the door. However, when her finger touched the door, she was quickly shocked by the electric shock and then retracted, and then stretched out. After three iterations, she gently closed the door twice.

"Who!"

After a while, a thick, magnetic sound came from the room.

He Xiyan froze, her teeth biting her lips tightly.

He was familiar with this voice. It was Jia Hang, and he was at home at this time.

Immediately afterwards, there were footsteps in the room, steady and powerful footsteps.

He Xiyan: ...

He Xiyan suddenly turned away. She really wondered why she was here. Obviously, she just wanted to tell him clearly, hoping that he would let himself down and start again ...

With a squeak, the door opened.

Immediately afterwards, a tall figure appeared in front of He Xiyan.

He Xiyan: ...

He Xiyan just felt that the air around her seemed to condense. She held her fingers, and some sweat appeared in her palm.

Chen Jiahang also froze, but soon, his face showed a very surprised expression, and the corner of his mouth soon had that kind of excited smile.

"Yan Yan ..." Chen Jiahang suddenly stretched out her hand, and before He Xiyan responded, she had already pulled her into her arms and held her tightly.

The bodies of two people ran into each other.

A familiar taste came.

He Xiyan opened her mouth and raised it with a heart.

It took almost ten seconds for her to react.

"Jia Hang, you let go of me." He Xiyan took a deep breath, and then gently pushed the man's shoulder.

Chen Jiahang was holding the woman in her arms tighter, her hands around her waist.

She hadn't seen her for more than a month, and her face was thin again, as thin as when he first met her.

"Jia Hang, let go of me, I want to go to the bathroom." He Xiyan's voice trembled slightly.

Find a reason for him to let go and don't hold her like this.

Chen Jiahang then let go of his hand. At this moment, his face was filled with joy and excitement.

He really didn't expect that Yan Yan would come back here, and so suddenly.

The excitement on He Xiyan's face became awkward.

She walked slowly into the room, walking slowly.

She was familiar with the room, and she could find the location of the toilet with her eyes closed.

Chen Jiahang went to the kitchen and brought out the two dishes just cooked, a bowl of chicken and a bowl of lentils, all of which were homemade.

He rarely went back to live in this earthen house, and only lived here occasionally when he returned to Mangshan Village.

After nearly ten minutes, He Xiyan came out of the toilet. They had renovated the house and there was a toilet in the toilet.

She came to the hall again and saw Jia Hang, who was still having a meal.

"Yan Yan, let's eat." Chen Jiahang already cooked He Xi Yan Sheng. He thought she was driving back, so it was so late.