Flash Marriage with Dr. Huo

Chapter 200 Mr. Huo's Questioning

The night was as dark as ink. In the sky high above, the faint light of the stars was obscured by the thick ink, with only a few faint rays of light and shadow faintly visible.

The moon itself seemed shrouded in a thin veil, its outline blurred and emitting a cool, hazy glow. A cold air stream quietly descended, bringing a hint of chill as it spread wantonly through the night.

Half an hour later, Tang Xiaqing heard a knock on the door, so she walked to the door and reached out to open it.

The heating in the room was on very warmly. Tang Xiaqing was wearing a light blue thin sweater and a pair of casual pants.

"Brother, you're here! Come in!" Tang Xiaqing warmly invited Huo Chenjun into the house. Although she didn't want to tell anyone the address, since Huo Chenjun wanted to know, she thought about it and felt that it was acceptable.

Huo Chenjun stood at the door with a serious expression on his face. His eyes fell directly on Tang Xiaqing. After looking at her, he looked towards the living room.

"This is a bracelet for you. I bought it when I came back from a business trip." Huo Chenjun took out the gift box, but his expression was a little serious.

Tang Xiaqing felt that her enthusiasm was completely in vain.

Tang Xiaqing looked at his somewhat aloof expression and said, "Thank you, come in."

Tang Xiaqing began to feel a little unhappy, but when she saw how tired Huo Chenjun looked after the business trip, she didn't get angry.

Huo Chenjun walked into the room and looked around. The room was decorated warmly and elegantly, but he had no intention of appreciating it at the moment.

He turned around, looked at Tang Xiaqing, and asked straight to the point: "Why didn't you tell me you lived here? You never told me that you still have a home here."

Tang Xiaqing bit her lip, hesitated for a moment, and said slowly: "I...I didn't mean to hide it from you, but I feel that I also need my own space."

Huo Chenjun frowned and asked, "What space? How many things have you not told me?"

Tang Xiaqing was silent for a moment, then looked up at Huo Chenjun and said calmly, "Do you remember when we were in Germany, I told you about a book called 'A Room of One's Own'? It was written by Virginia Woolf."

"Remember, you said women also need independent space." Huo Chenjun recalled, and his expression eased a little.

Tang Xiaqing tilted her head slightly and asked softly, "Have you had dinner?"

Huo Chenjun raised his head and said two words coldly: "No."

"Were you running just now?" Huo Chenjun continued to ask.

"Yes." Tang Xiaqing pointed to the treadmill on the balcony.

Huo Chenjun indeed saw the treadmill on the balcony.

Tang Xiaqing didn't seem to be affected by Huo Chenjun's gloomy mood. She continued to ask gently, "If you haven't eaten, you must be hungry. I'll give you a bottle of Wangzai milk."

Tang Xiaqing handed him the Wangzai milk.

"Um...is there anything else? Like fresh milk?" Huo Chenjun stared at Wangzai milk in a daze. This was what he ate when he was a child.

"I don't come here often, and I'm afraid the fresh milk I buy will expire." Tang Xiaqing explained.

"I'm very hungry." Huo Chenjun suddenly felt that Tang Xiaqing was somewhat cute. He felt that his suspicion seemed to be wrong, so he asked, "Is there anything else? If that doesn't work, let's just have Wangzai Milk."

"There are also noodles, but they need to be cooked." Tang Xiaqing said.

"Then cook me a bowl of noodles." Huo Chenjun's voice became much softer.

Tang Xiaqing went to the kitchen to boil a pot of water and stood by the stove waiting quietly for the water to boil.

Huo Chenjun looked at her back, walked behind her, put his arms around her slender waist, and smelled the fragrance of her hair.

"Have you changed your shampoo again?" Huo Chenjun asked.

"The shampoo here is lemongrass scented. I just took a shower after running." Tang Xiaqing explained.

"Yeah." Huo Chenjun responded and asked, "Can I visit your bedroom?"

At this time, Huo Chenjun's tone changed from questioning when he entered the door to asking now.

Tang Xiaqing's body stiffened slightly, and the chopsticks in her hand paused for a moment. She turned around slowly, but soon regained her composure and said reluctantly, "Do you really want to see it?"