C207 (1/2)

”An Ning, open the door!”

With the crisp sound of Jiang Jia's cold voice, An Ning's hand tightened. She somehow didn't want to see Jiang Xiao Han, perhaps regretting that she had been 'bewitched' by him that day. The two of them actually held each other for a long time, perhaps regretting the feeling she had towards Jiang Jian, and wanting to put some distance between them.

”Why are you here?”

An Jing carefully laid down on the cat's eye, and started talking to Jiang Xiushan through the door. Seeing that he wasn't looking at her directly, An Ning was finally able to relax and peek.

”I'll bring you breakfast. I'll buy both your favorite barbecue bun and Quicksand Bag.”

As he spoke, as if he knew that An Ning was peeping, he suddenly waved the lunchbox in his hand, as if trying to let An Ning see it clearly.

”I'm not eating. Go!” An Ning hurriedly took a step back, pretending to be calm as she rejected the offer.

”I queued up early in the morning to buy it myself. I bought a lot, I can't finish it myself, you'd be wasted if you didn't eat it. Besides, I bought it especially for you, how about you try it? Weren't you used to love to eat? ”

Under his persuasion, An Ning's heart softened. Remembering the way Jiang Xihan stood alone in the queue, An Ning could not bring herself to say to him, ”Throw it away.”

What An Ning didn't know was that Jiang Jia Han had only said half of what he wanted to say. It was true that he was queuing up, but he was queuing up for the inner team, and the head chef of Baoshai was personally handling the knife. To him, all he had to do was sit and wait, then pick up the lunchbox and bring it over.

Her snow-white teeth were lightly pressed against her lips. An Ning was hesitating on whether or not she should open the door for him. Jiang XiHan also seemed to sense that An Ning was in a dilemma, and no longer spoke up to urge her.

After a moment, a clear sound of a lock shaking rang out. The black door slowly opened in front of Jiang Xiushan's cold eyes, and An Ning's pretty face was revealed.

”You haven't brushed your teeth yet?”

The corner of Jiang Han's mouth curled up into a smile as he gently looked at An Ning. His sharp eyes could see the pink toothbrush held tightly in An Ning's hand as he walked in while casually asking her. Without waiting for An Ning to reply, Jiang Jia Han stood in front of her.

However, Jiang Jia didn't do anything else. Instead, he closed the door with his bare hands, turned around, and walked towards the dining table.

”Go wash up. I'll set aside these breakfasts.”

An Ning hesitated for a moment before she replied with a muffled grunt, ”En.” Then, she turned around and entered the bedroom. White foam spread in her mouth. An Ning looked at herself in the mirror, while regretting her decision. Why did she open the door to Jiang Xianxing just now? He had clearly made up his mind to keep rejecting her, so why did he compromise every single time?

”An Ning, done?”