My Husband, Warm The Bed

After Chi Yangyang finished her work, it was already 12 o'clock at night when she returned home.    

    

She opened the door. There was no light in the house. Since Hanng Jin was not home, he might have gone out to fool around again.    

    

Chi Yangyang turned on the lights and dragged her tired body to the bathroom.    

    

Today, she stayed in the dissection room with the rotten corpse for a day. She felt that her body was covered with the smell of corpses.    

    

She had to quickly wash up and wash up so that she could temporarily forget those horrible things in her mind.    

    

Chi Yangyang transferred the water to the maximum. She did not even take off her clothes before standing under the tap. Who would have thought that the more she wanted to wash away those terrible memories, the more those memories flooded into her mind like a flood.    

    

Fresh blood and pieces of corpses littered the floor...    

    

"No, no, no..."    

    

In a trance, Chi Yangyang seemed to have returned to the murder cases murder case a year ago. The corpses on the ground, even the tap water on top of her head turned red and sprayed on her body...    

    

"Chi Yangyang!" Hanng Jin suddenly rushed in and pulled her into his arms. "You stupid woman. I already said that I was afraid and I quit. You just don't listen."    

    

Hanng Jin's voice was fierce and evil, but when he heard Chi Yangyang's voice, he felt especially warm in her ears. She clung to him and breathed in his masculine breath. His breath was like a corpse. The smell was much better.    

    

Hanng Jin was still cursing, "Chi Yangyang, you damn woman. I am talking to you. Did you hear me?"    

    

Chi Yangyang ignored him.    

    

Hanng Jin grabbed her chin and forced her to raise her head. "Chi Yangyang, are you mute?"    

    

The horrible things in her mind could not be dispersed, but now Hanng Jin was making a fuss. Chi Yangyang's mind was full of thoughts. There was only this man's arrogant and domineering face. The fear in her heart had unknowingly disappeared.    

    

This overbearing man had indirectly become her saviour.    

    

Hanng Jin frowned. "Are you scared silly?"    

    

Chi Yangyang pursed her lips. She pursed her lips and smiled. "Hanng Jin, did God send you to save me, or did the devil send you to torture me?"    

    

Hanng Jin's frown deepened, and he immediately poked her forehead. "No fever. "Is she really stupid?"    

    

Chi Yangyang said, "Hanng Jin, I'm hungry."    

    

Hanng Jin asked," Hungry? "    

    

Chi Yangyang nodded. "Hungry."    

    

Because she was busy confirming the age of the headless female corpse and the cause of her death, she was so busy that she did not have time to eat at noon. At this moment, she was hungry. Gugugu, if she didn't eat, she wouldn't have the energy to work tomorrow.    

    

Hanng Jin said, "Go change your clothes and come out to eat."    

    

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

    

Hanng Jin looked at her pale and colorless face and felt a sharp pain in his heart. He opened his mouth and said fiercely and fiercely, "Chi Yangyang, it's good that you have some to eat. You're even picky."    

    

Chi Yangyang lowered her small head. "Alright, then I will go and change my clothes."    

    

Could it be that she could still hope that Hang Si young master, who did not touch the sun with his ten fingers, could cook a bowl of noodles for her?    

    

...    

    

Hanng Jin especially hated going into the kitchen. The smell of the oil and smoke in the kitchen made him sick of it. But Chi Yangyang, this stupid woman, did not want to eat takeout. What else could he do if he did not go into the kitchen?    

    

She cooked. It was even worse than what he cooked.    

    

Hanng Jin rummaged through the fridge but did not find a single piece of meat. He only found two eggs and one tomato. He decided to make a bowl of tomato omelet noodles, but the egg was in his hand and he did not know how to fry it.    

    

"Women are trouble! Especially Chi Yangyang, this woman!" At the same time that he disliked Chi Yangyang, Hanng Jin called his good friend. "What do you want to do with the tomato omelet noodles?"    

    

Hanng Jin did not know what the other end of the phone said, but his face darkened. "Why are you talking so much nonsense? Mind your own business. "My business is not up to you."    

    

After saying that, Hanng Jin hung up the phone and casually threw it away. He hurriedly picked it up and searched online with his phone. On the Internet, there were thousands of ways to make tomato omelet noodles.    

    

Hanng Jin glanced at it and selected a link that looked better in the picture. It was rare for him to have the patience to follow the steps described by the author step by step.    

    

Although his actions of washing tomatoes and hitting eggs were very clumsy, and it was obvious that he had never done these things before, there were no major problems. Everything was still under his control.    

    

Until he put the oil into the pot, Because the water in the pot had not been boiled dry, when the oil and water met, it exploded and splashed a few drops of oil on the back of Hanng Jin's hand. If it were not for his rough hands, he would have been able to boil a few bubbles.    

    

"Chi Yangyang, you stupid woman do not know anything else. You are quite good at torturing people." If Chi Yangyang had not said that she did not want to eat takeout, he would not have been in such a sorry state.    

    

Chi Yangyang heard Hanng Jin scolding her when she came out after changing her clothes. 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 energy to work tomorrow.    

    

Who would have thought that when she looked up, she would see smoke billowing in the kitchen. There was a vague person jumping around in the thick smoke. Immediately after, the smoke spread at an extremely fast speed and dispersed to the dining room outside the kitchen.    

    

Due to the thick smoke, the smoke sensor on the top of the dining hall quickly issued an ear-piercing alarm. The nozzle glass pipe exploded, and water sprayed out from the nozzle head. It just happened to spray onto Hanng Jin, who had escaped from the kitchen.    

    

"Cough, cough, cough." Hanng Jin choked so hard that he coughed. He was also sprayed with water all over his body. This was the only time Chi Yangyang had known Hanng Jin in twenty-two years.    

    

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

    

Hanng Jin's once in a thousand years embarrassing situation was encountered by her. If she did not leave behind evidence, she would definitely let everyone in their WeChat Moments down.    

    

After taking a photo to prevent the evidence from being accidentally lost, Chi Yangyang quickly sent it to the email to save it.    

    

After keeping the evidence, Chi Yangyang took a towel from the bathroom and wet it to cover her mouth. Then she went to the kitchen and picked up the lid to cover the burnt pot. She also opened the window in time to quickly let the house ventilate and breathe.    

    

After all of this was done, the smoke in the house had mostly dissipated. Chi Yangyang had the time to bother with Hanng Jin just now. When she saw Hanng Jin, she wanted to laugh. She really laughed. However, just as the corner of her lips rose, Hanng Jin shouted, "Chi Yangyang, try it if you dare to laugh!"    

    

Chi Yangyang quickly held back her laughter and pointed at his face. "That Fourth Young Master, your face is ruined."    

    

"It's not like I'm blind. Is there a need for you to say it?" Hanng Jin glared at her fiercely, then turned around and walked towards the bathroom. He was not blind, but he could not see his face without a mirror.    

    

Chi Yangyang muttered softly, "You are so capable, but you could not even fry an egg and almost caused a fire."    

    

Hanng Jin suddenly turned his head. "Chi Yangyang, it is not that I did not do well. It is that I did not want to do it."    

    

Chi Yangyang,... ""    

    

She spoke so softly. This man could still hear her. How sensitive were his ears?    

    

Hanng Jin shouted, "What are you still standing there for? Go and prepare clothes for this young master."    

    

Chi Yangyang said, "Okay, grandpa!"    

    

Why did she open the window to let the air in just now?    

    

Why didn't she let this man who didn't know what was good for him suffocate to death?