"Chasing? What are you chasing? Her home is here, are you afraid that she won't come back?"

Qi Yemo shrugged, pulled his lips, and stared at the insulation box in Qin Huo's hand, "What did you bring today?"

I fought with that woman all night last night, and it was really tiring than having sex a few times.

"Abalone and chicken porridge." Qin Huo walked into the room carefully with the insulation box and glanced at the living room that was tossed and messy. He couldn't help but have a suspicious look, "Master wants to have breakfast in Miss Ye's house?"

"It's very dirty, right? Well, I have to renovate it, otherwise how can I live in someone?"

Qi Yemo looked around Ye Huanyu's little house. He was so obsessed with the problem of cleanliness. He raised his finger and pointed there, "You will throw all these unsightly things to me later!"

Qin Huo was stunned and opened his eyes wide, "Uh...Master, this is Miss Ye's home! You are sure to throw away her sofa, her TV, her coffee table, and her shoe cabinet..."

The master has sucked it? Based on his current relationship with Miss Ye, it would be strange if Miss Ye doesn’t fight him!

Unexpectedly, Qi Yemo frowned and asked, "If you don't throw away these things, how can I live here in the future?"

Qin Huo was even more shocked. He heard from his master's tone, as if he wanted to stay with Miss Ye in the future...

But, will Miss Ye agree?

The answer is of course no!

After sighing, Qin Huo had to come up with a compromise: "Master... your home is opposite Miss Ye, and it has been completely renovated. Isn't it easier for the master to move Miss Ye over directly?"

As soon as Qin Huo finished speaking, Qi Yemo raised his eyebrows and stared at Qin Huo for three seconds.

Then he nodded and said calmly, "This is a good idea!"

Qin Huo breathed a sigh of relief...

In fact, from the time the master decided to buy the old building, Qin Huo knew that the master was reluctant to part with Miss Ye.

But Miss Fei'er just...

Alas, Qin Huo shook his head, and he should throw this trouble back to the master to make trouble for himself...

Qi Yemo rubbed the back of his head, which was painful, walked straight to the small restaurant, stroked the dining table with disgust, and called Qin Huo, "Come here, wipe it clean!"

Qin Huo did as he did.

After a while, a bowl of hot abalone and chicken porridge was presented to Qi Yemo.

He just picked up the spoon and scooped a bite gracefully into his mouth. Then he looked at the redness, swollen and bruises on Qin Huo's face and asked-

"Last night, were you with that little star?"

"Ah?" Qin Huo was stunned. The master actually remembered what happened last night? Qin Huo's face turned aside, "No...no..."

Last night was the most shameful thing in Qin Huo's excellent life record.

"No prospect! Being beaten like this by a woman! Don't stand next to me if you go out later, so as not to be embarrassed!" Mr. Mo twitched the corner of his mouth, then scooped up another mouthful of porridge and poured it into his mouth.

Qin Huo's face twitched and he stared at the master. The messy bruises on his master's heart were probably even worse than him. Qin Huo trembled with courage: "That... Master, you have a lot of injuries on your body..."

Master Mo's face turned dark!

Drooping his eyes, the claw marks on the xiong chamber, the fist marks, and the bruise marks left by the stainless steel soap box all made his sturdy xiong chamber look embarrassed...
Chapter completed!