C1912 (2/2)

Ning Yue also trance back to God, like a beautiful fantasy broken back to reality in general, her mouth pulled out a smile: ”OK, you can eat, you wait for me.”

With chicken stewed with mushrooms, sauteed steak with soy sauce, shredded pork with fish flavor, and a hot and sour shredded potato, Ning Yue's dishes are very homely. Seeing Fu Jin Yan sitting there without moving her chopsticks, she can't help but feel a little uneasy: ”what's the matter? Are these dishes not to your taste?”

These are all the ingredients she found in the refrigerator. In fact, it can be made more complicated, but it's too late today.

”No, it's good.” Fu Jin Yan nodded. Seeing that she had put a bowl of rice in front of him, he frowned again, ”do you think I'm a bucket? I ate so much by myself?””Ah?”

”Sit down and eat with me.”

”That's not good.” Rather Yue to own identity cognition or very clear, which has the nanny and the host to eat together.

”Why don't you want to eat with me? Don't want to see my face? ”

Fu Jinyan sometimes talks, which really makes people cry and laugh. Ning Yue can't help laughing: ”how can it be? If I don't want to see your lovely face, who else can I see? As long as you don't dislike it.”

So she added another bowl of rice and sat down with her.

This is comfortable to hear, Fu Jin Yan snorted: ”calculate you have self-knowledge.”

In fact, Ning Yue also knows that eating alone is a lonely thing. She always comes here like this. Most of the time, she doesn't want to eat at night. She just makes do with whatever she likes, or simply, she just passes by without eating anything.

Because I cooked a table of dishes, but only one person ate that kind of loneliness, will drive people crazy.

Fu Jinyan was in a good mood and had a good appetite. In the end, they almost finished all the four dishes.

Fu Jinyan is full of food and drink, and leans on the sofa to watch TV. Ning Yue goes to the kitchen to do some cleaning and washing. The room is full of fireworks.

Just a few hours later, Chen Ying's means were not covered, and almost all the news in the media was blocked.

Fu Jinyan went around the TV station, and there was no radio station to talk about it. It was a bit boring.

Fu Jin Yan simply turned his head and watched Ning Yue clean up the dirty pots and pans and keep the kitchen in order.

Ning Yue finished all this and turned around to find that Fu Jinyan fell asleep on the sofa.

……

She crept forward to make sure that he was really asleep. Her chin was on the armrest of the sofa. Her hair was no longer dripping, but it was still wet in the air-conditioned room.

She frowned, took the hair dryer out, and then pushed him again: ”Jin Yan, get up and blow your hair. You will catch a cold like this.”

But Fu Jin Yan just waved impatiently, turned his head and went to sleep.

is as like as two peas.

She subconsciously softened her eyes and took a hair dryer to blow his hair.

She will wind the smallest, white fingers in his fluffy hair shuttle, each hair as if there is life in general, dancing in her fingertips.

The warm wind caressed his scalp and her fingers, which were inseparable.

It was not until her cell phone rang that she turned off the hair dryer in a hurry and went to the balcony to answer the phone.

”Hello, Ma.”

”Yueyue, what's going on online. How can you be worthy of Peng Yu

Her mother doesn't surf the Internet. Ning Yue still has a bit of luck. She thinks she won't know, but it's not surprising that the newspapers, magazines and TV media are all reporting on it. Zhu Meilan knows that. Ning Yue knew that she liked Zhang Pengyu very much, but now, she heard that she even helped Zhang Pengyu question himself. She was not sad in her heart. She shook her head and said to her, ”Mom, things are not what you think. I have not sorry Zhang Pengyu. I broke up with him. These things are what he fabricated to expose to the media to slander me!”