Gu Li didn't answer, but walked into the house by himself, his eyes scanned around, and he felt like a leader had come to inspect the work. Chang An saw that he didn't speak, so he went into the bathroom by himself and washed his face.

When she came out, Gu Li was leaning on the sofa, closing her eyes and recuperating. Today, he is still in a black and white suit, with a suit and leather shoes, cold and handsome.

Chang An stood for a moment before he heard his voice sound: "It's already six o'clock." ”

Gu Li didn't say a word more, Chang An raised his hand and glanced at his watch, but he suddenly understood. After getting along for a long time, Chang An seems to know him better and better.

Chang An smiled, and then asked, "Hungry?"

Gu Li was noncommittal and sat down.

Chang An looked at him and knew that he had guessed well, so he didn't say anything more, turned around and went into the kitchen, and began to get busy.

After a while, there was a clattering sound of chopping vegetables from the kitchen, followed by the faint aroma of vegetables.

Gu Li took a deep breath, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, he turned his head, looking at the busy figure reflected on the glass door of the kitchen, he seemed to enjoy such a moment, which made him feel quiet and warm.

After staring at the glass door of the kitchen for a while, he turned his gaze again, and saw a few books on the coffee table, so he picked them up.

Chang An seemed to remember something in between cooking, cut a little fruit for Gu Li, and brought out the fruit bowl and tea after serving.

When I approached the living room, I saw him sitting on the sofa, dressed in a suit, straight as a knife, and still wearing a white shirt.

The long legs were casually overlapped, and the knuckles were holding a book in their hands, and they were looking down with their heads down, as if they were reading intently.

Chang An looked at him, turning the pages of the book one by one, obviously he was just reading the book, and he didn't do anything else, but he could still make people stunned.

As if he heard a sound, he slowly closed the book and looked up at Chang An. But she still froze in place, staring straight at him.

He coughed lightly twice and said, "What are you doing?"

Chang An came back to her senses, lowered her head, and put the fruit plate on the coffee table, and when she raised her head again and was about to leave, Gu Li sat there, looking at her. The moment their eyes met, Chang An's head trembled slightly.

His eyes are so good-looking, with a glimmer of light in his dark eyes, and there seem to be stars and the sea in his eyes, which makes people addicted.

In the time she was stunned, his voice sounded in her ears: "You still read such a book with no logic at all?"

Only then did Chang An notice that the book he was holding in his hand had "My Romantic Adventure with You" written on the cover, which was the name of the novel she had just read.

She retorted: "What logic does romance fiction need? It's good to be beautiful and touching." ”

"I love these little happiness, and enjoy the little touches he brings her...... The purest appearance of love is probably one making trouble and the other laughing. ”

Gu Li read a sentence in that novel and asked her, "What is there to underline this kind of sentence?"

He paused for a moment, then continued: "What kind of nonsense is it that 'the soft whisper in the left ear, the love words may be more beautiful'?

It's really hard to imagine that a person who studies criminal psychology would read such a brainless novel with no scientific basis. ”

Chang An was embarrassed, it was just that he saw some touching words, and he made a few strokes, in that situation, those words were obviously very touching......

Now that he was said to be worthless, she couldn't help but be annoyed, and reached out to snatch the book from his hand, "Who told you to mess with my book?"

Gu Li didn't answer, nor did she make any moves, letting her snatch the book away, Yun replied lightly: "It's just on the coffee table, not for people to see?"

Chang An didn't intend to ignore him, and put the book back on the shelf by himself.

Gu Li didn't want to continue that boring topic with her, so he pointed to the kitchen. Chang An then remembered that there was still meat boiling in the pot!

She immediately ran into the kitchen, and after being busy for a while, she forgot what Gu Li said just now.

When she was preparing to cook the shrimp, she had prepared ginger and shallots, but when she was about to put them down, she remembered that he didn't eat them, so she put them down again.

However, some dishes, without ginger and shallots, do not taste so good. Sure enough, when she brought the cooked boiled shrimp to the table, the dish was disliked.

Chang An was inexplicably a little angry, kindly cooked for him, didn't appreciate it, and ridiculed her. She moved the boiled shrimp farther away, and said angrily: "If you don't like it, don't eat it, go home and make it yourself." ”

With that, he turned around and went into the kitchen to make the last dish of crucian carp soup. Ginger is also indispensable for making fish, in fact, when she used to cook fish for Gu Li, she also put ginger. It's just that she has a special way of making fish, which can make you eat the taste of ginger or not.

At the moment, although Chang An was a little angry, after putting the fish soup into the basin, he deliberately picked out the ginger slices.

When she came out with the fish soup, she found that the plate of boiled shrimp had been moved, and a third of it was missing, and there were many more shrimp shells on his table.

Chang An smiled shallowly, she seemed to be very well pleased, she was still angry with him in the last second, and the next second because of his move, she was instantly happy a lot.

Chang An put down the soup basin, "I'll go serve you rice." With that, he ran into the kitchen and came out with two bowls of rice.

The two sat opposite each other. He doesn't like to talk when eating, saying that he doesn't talk when he eats, so the whole meal is very silent, and he only hears the sound of chopsticks hitting the wall of the bowl.

Although he had complained before that some of the dishes Chang An made today were not good and the level had dropped, he still ate all those dishes. Looking at the empty dinner plate in front of him, this made Chang An feel very good, and he hummed a little song when washing the dishes.

Coming out of the kitchen, Chang An made another cup of tea for Gu Li, hawthorn honey tea promotes digestion and nourishes the stomach, and it is a good choice to drink a cup after a meal.

It's just that he glanced at the teacup, with disgust in his eyebrows, and said lightly: "What kind of mess is this?"

Messy Come on, this is a good health tea, he actually said it was a mess Chang An's original good mood was disturbed by him again, and she didn't know what was wrong with her, just a little bit.

She said angrily: "Don't drink and pull down." ”

Then Chang An put the teacup on the coffee table, didn't care about him, and went to the balcony to clean up his clothes. During this period, I glanced at him sideways, and saw that he was holding the cup of tea, carefully examining it under the light, as if he was studying some major project, serious and serious, and that appearance was no less than his concentration when investigating the case.

Chang An looked at his weird appearance and couldn't help but smile, but he felt that he was very hateful, so he straightened his face and said in his tone: "Don't worry, there is no poison in the tea, and you can't kill if you drink it." ”

Gu Li didn't seem to hear it, and still maintained his original appearance, carefully studying the tea in the teacup.

However, when she came back from collecting her clothes and passed the living room, he was gone, and the teacup was placed on the coffee table, but the tea was much lighter.

Chang An approached and saw that there was still a note pressed under the teacup, so she put down the clothes in her hand, bent down to pick it up, and Junxiu's handwriting read: "The tea is good." ”

His rare praise made Chang An feel flattered, and the anger that had just been rekindled by him was once again extinguished. The fire seems to come and go quickly.

Chang An looked at the cup of hawthorn honey tea that was much shallower, and half-bent his eyebrows.