Lucy blinked and paused before she realized that ye Jincheng was talking to her.

What are you doing staring at the kebab in my hand?

She subconsciously moved the things in her hand to the side. "Does Ye always eat?"

Ye Jincheng answered with a low voice, pulled open the chair in front of her, and sat down.

Seeing that he was still sitting there, Lucy was embarrassed to let him go, so she moved the remaining wings of the box forward and asked tentatively, "I ordered the barbecue. If the leaves don't mind, would you like to eat them together?"

She just asked casually, and he might not be able to see the things that ye Jincheng was used to eating.

However, something unexpected happened. The man nodded gently, drew out a tissue and wrapped it around the end of the bamboo stick, and bit the skewer on his mouth.

He chewed very elegantly, which made passers-by couldn't help looking sideways, but he didn't seem to see it and didn't care.

"Thank you. It's delicious."

I took a sip and thought it tasted good. The man quickly finished one string and picked up another string of roasted wings in the packing box.

"That..." Under the table, Lucy clasped her hands together.

"What?" Ye Jincheng looks up at her. He has put his wings on his mouth and bit her.

Seeing that the wings of the chicken, which were scorched outside and tender inside, came into the man's mouth, Lucy's eyes flashed a pain. After a while, she was back to nature.

Shaking her head, she smiled at Ye Jincheng and said, "it's OK. Ye always likes to eat, so eat more."

Then, ye Jincheng was really rude. The remaining ten strings in the packing box were all destroyed by him alone.

Lucy's mouth slightly twitches. She didn't find Ye Jincheng's hobby of barbecue before. I remember that when he bought a fried chestnut with sugar, he didn't like the sanitation. He had to take her to the villa and eat the five-star chef's cooking to rest assured.

But after three years, time will change some people, such as ye Jincheng, or her now.

Lucy was thinking about it. Suddenly she had more hands in front of her. She suddenly looked back and saw Ye Jincheng's arm reaching out to her, and he was holding a tissue in his hand.

Looking at her nervous appearance, the man just smiled: "you have pepper at the corner of your mouth."

"Thank you." Facing his hot eyes at close range, Lucy was a little unnatural. "I'll do it myself."

She reached out to take the paper towel in the man's hand, but he dodged it lightly. Lucy's face was very hot when he saw it. At this moment, he leaned slightly, and his hand fell on her cheek.

The feeling of warmth is like electric current. Lucy's back is stiff. He has wiped the corner of her mouth with a tissue.

"Look at you. You eat like a kitten."

Lucy saw that there was red chili powder on the paper towel he took back. She felt embarrassed for a moment. She even talked to him for so long under the grease tip!

This damn Ye Jincheng!

However, he had a smile on the corner of his eyes and behaved very gentlemanly. Lucy could not blame him for anything.

The oiled box on the table was quickly taken away by the cleaner. Lucy sat there, not in a hurry, thinking that she would not leave until ye Jincheng left.

However, she was sitting there, and ye Jincheng was also sitting there. Neither of them had any plans to leave.

At last, Lucy lost her breath and asked aloud, "that Mr. Ye, are you not busy today? "

The man's fingertips light on the table, should be a sound, is the answer.

Seeing that he had not yet got up, Lucy said with a stiff head: "Mr. Ye, it's not early."

She thought, she expressed so clearly, he should understand.

Who knows, the man just lifted Mou to look at the sky that the eye is slightly some black sink, answer again.

Lucy took a deep breath. There was no point, so she said directly, "Mr. Ye, it's time for you to go home."

In fact, ye Jincheng has long found Lucy's series of facial reactions. She doesn't know that he has to play dumb with her.

"Is it?" He stopped, then went on, "I think I've just finished eating and I have to digest."

Lucy knew that she would never speak again. Ye Jincheng was going to spend it with herself.

She smiled, took her handbag and stood up. "Then you sit here and digest it. I'll go home first. Bye."

"Wait."

Just want to escape, the man suddenly stopped her.

Lucy blinked and looked back at her puzzled eyes: "what's the matter, Mr. Ye?"

Ye Jincheng, who is sitting in the seat, gets up and comes to her with a long and slender step. "You invited me to eat. We are polite. I invited the screenwriter Lu to have dinner."

Well, isn't that barbecue enough for ye Jincheng?

Whether ye Jincheng is full or not, she is.So, she shook her head and declined, "thank you for your kindness. I bought this kebab on the side of the road, and I'm full, so I don't need to spend a lot of money on it."

"Well, keep it for the next time. Get in the car."

"Ah?" Lucy is a fool.

"You're not going back?"

She nodded her head.

Ye Jincheng looked at her. "If I remember correctly, the screenwriter Lu moved to tengyunju, and we are on our way."

Lucy subconsciously wants to say that she has a car, but when it comes to her mouth, she realizes that BYD has hung up and her new BMW has not yet picked up the car.

In her hesitation, the man has come to the side of the road, looking back to see her still stay in place.

He repeated patiently, "come here."

It seems that we can't get on his car.

Anyway, I haven't sat before, and I have nothing to worry about.

Lucy took a deep breath and went around to the front passenger's door.

"Sit in the back." The future has to be opened. The voice of men's displeasure has come from the back seat.

"Oh, yes." In a whisper, Lucy pulled open the back door and sat in.

All the way quiet.

Nobody spoke, and the awkward atmosphere spread in the car.

At the traffic light intersection in front of her, Lucy suddenly thought of something.

She pointed to the hot milk tea shop across the road, "Mr. Ye, do you want to drink milk tea?"

As expected, ye Jincheng is not interested in milk tea, but shakes his head.

Lucy repressed her joy. "Well, I'm thirsty. I'll get out of the car and buy a cup of milk tea first."

Say, she is about to open the door, but by the man one hand clasp wrist, stopped her action.

"Mr. Ye..." Lucy looked at her puzzled.

The assistant Lin in front made a look, and ye Jincheng's eyes looked at her again. "It's just a matter of giving this to assistant Lin. what kind of drink do you want?"

"I..." Lucy said it wasn't, didn't say it wasn't, in the face of Ye Jincheng's oppressive eyes, she immediately came to her senses, "let's have a strawberry flavor."