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Looking at the man's complacent appearance, Su Yan Chi is dumb and curious about how he says this sentence. But his red lips move and never make any sound. He looks at him silently.

For a long time, the picture of the living room seemed to be so static, and the sound of two people's gentle breathing came from eating.

Feeling that her eyes were changing a little, Lu couldn't help but lift her eyes and stare at her indifferently. She gently pulled her lips and issued a cold scale: "what do you want to tell me?"

"No Su Yan sips her lips and answers quickly. There seems to be some anger in her indifferent voice. Yin Luo takes her eyes back, throws her computer bag and handbag on the sofa and walks towards the kitchen with the bag.

The cold remaining light glanced at the thin shadow. The bottom of the eyes could not help flashing. The corners of the mouth rarely rose slightly. The long arm stretched out, picked up the magazine on the coffee table and read it casually.

Su Yanxi walked into the kitchen and put down the bag in her hand. She also subconsciously glanced at the living room and found that the man sitting on the sofa stood still and did not respond at all.

Suddenly, a nameless fire rose in my heart, but I tried to restrain myself. I put all the things in the bag into the refrigerator one by one and thought about what I would eat. After I decided, I tied my apron and began to prepare dinner.

More than ten minutes later, Su Yanxi put the two bowls of noodles on the table, looked at the living room and said in a low voice, "OK."

After hearing this, Lu Jingyan looked back at her and noticed her apron. She subconsciously raised her eyebrows, put down her magazine, got up and went to the living room. When she opened the chair to sit down, she noticed that there were only two bowls of noodles on the big table, with a poached egg and a little scallion on it. Her face suddenly calmed down: "this is your dinner?"

"Yes." Su Yan Xi light should, take off the apron and put it on one side of the chair back, looked up at his very disliked Junrong, unhappy way: "since let me make dinner, you eat for nothing, you don't have the right to choose, otherwise do it yourself, I don't stop." With that, he sat down and began to eat, completely ignoring the ugly face of the man who was watching her.

"Su Yan Chi." Low voice from the thin and cool lips spit out, the atmosphere of low pressure instantly diffuse to every corner of the restaurant.

Su Yan Xi ate the noodles and raised her eyes to look at the man's handsome face, which was more wonderful than the dye vat. She calmly threw out six words: "food does not speak, sleep does not speak." Then he took back his sight and began to eat.

Lu Jingyan narrowed his eyes, stroked and polished, sat down expressionless, and took up chopsticks to eat.

Just halfway through the meal, Su Yanxi put down his chopsticks, took out a napkin and wiped the corners of his mouth. Then he got up and said, "I cooked the noodles. You should wash the dishes. I went upstairs." Put down this reasonable words, Su Yanxi directly left him a good-looking back, to the living room with his bag upstairs.

Seeing that his graceful posture disappeared at the corner of the stairs, Lu Jingyan was gloomy and handsome. He had no appetite to eat any more. He threw his chopsticks onto the table heavily and looked at the tip of his eyebrows, expressing his strong dissatisfaction at this time.

On the floor of Su Yan Xi mood suddenly brightened, corners of the mouth, from the cloakroom to find a set of pajamas to the bathroom.

After washing, as soon as he got out of the door of the bathroom, Su Yanxi was stunned. Lu Jingyan was leaning on the bedside table with his upper body exposed. He was staring at himself meaningfully.

More than ten seconds later, Su Yanxi subconsciously looked down at his pajamas. After confirming that there was no problem, he looked up at the man again: "what are you doing here?"