Put away the small leather boots that she had changed, Su Yimo went to the bathroom to wash her hands, then took the clean glass on the coffee table and went to the water dispenser to get a cup of warm water.

She hasn't forgotten Ye Xiaoyang's sentence "I'm thirsty".

Ye Xiaoyang changed his shoes and secretly looked at Su Yimo's small apartment.

It was his first time in her apartment.

Simple two-bedroom and one living room, pink and white background wallpaper, the decoration style is very warm and bright.

There is also a pink panther more than a meter long on the beige sofa.

It's just that compared to the Bihai Chaosheng where he lives, her apartment is too small, and I'm afraid it's less than half of his area.

It is said that people's insecurity comes from the fear of the unknown world.

An insecure person is typically characterized by self-isolation, preferring familiar surroundings, familiar people, and familiar everything.

Small rooms, familiar smells, it is this familiarity that can give a known, controllable impression and satisfy the lack of security.

……

So, his little Jasmine is also insecure?

"Mr. Night?" Su Yimo called softly, pulling Ye Xiaoyang back from his thoughts.

"Well, where is the kitchen?" Ye Xiaoyang said lightly.

"Huh?"

Su Yimo looked at him suspiciously, didn't he come to drink water?

Ye Xiaoyang didn't explain, and asked again, "Where is the kitchen?"

"There. Su Yimo pointed to the position in front of him on the right.

Only then did Ye Xiaoyang notice that there was a poster of his second brother on the inconspicuous white door.

"......" Ye Xiaoyang's eyes were obscure.

"Mo Mo likes night frost dust?" The voice was extremely faint, and no emotion could be heard.

"Ahh ”

Su Yimo said calmly, not paying any attention to the storm brewing under Ye Xiaoyang's eyes.

Ye Xiaoyang's face was gloomy, and he strode up to Su Yimo, wrapped his long arms around her thin waist, and lifted the person up.

Su Yimo was forced to stand on tiptoe, lying on his chest, leaning back uncomfortably, and putting his hand against his warm chest.

"Night, you ......"

"Momo, you can only like me, you can't like Ah Chen. Ye Xiaoyang's voice was extremely hoarse, with emotions that Su Yimo couldn't understand.

This posture was too intimate, Su Yimo's cheeks were slightly red, and her heart was pounding so hard that she didn't notice that Ye Xiaoyang was talking about "Ah Chen".

You can only like me.

He's... Confessing to her?

It's just that he's too domineering.

I don't know why, Su Yimo felt a little sweet in her heart.

"I... I just, just love to listen to his songs. Su Yimo hurriedly explained, subconsciously not wanting him to misunderstand.

The storm under his eyes came and went quickly, Ye Xiaoyang breathed a sigh of relief, and after a while, he realized that he had overreacted.

Unhurriedly, he loosened her, took off his blazer and put it on the back of the sofa, and turned to go to the kitchen.

……

The footsteps paused in front of the door, Ye Xiaoyang's eyelids drooped slightly, looking at his younger brother who was smiling coquettishly on the door, how unpleasant it was.

Why did Ji Lingxin never mention to him that Mo Mo likes to listen to A Chen's songs?

Ye Xiaoyang's eyes were slightly cold, and he pushed open the kitchen door.

The kitchen is small but neat and clean, with a built-in three-door refrigerator behind the door and a pink apron with Hello Kitty printed on it next to it.

On the gas stove on the right-hand side, there is a wok-fried vegetable pot and a small soup pot. The marble table in front of it was neatly lined with cutting boards and knives, and the closet above contained dishes and various seasonings, some of which had not yet been opened.

There was only one bag of small sausages in the trash.

It's too clean and tidy, but it loses the breath of life.

Ye Xiaoyang opened the refrigerator.

“……”

There were only two tomatoes, a cucumber, seasonal fruit and a few eggs in the cold room above, and on the door shelf was a bottle of Lao Gan Ma and a bottle of chili sauce.

Ye Xiaoyang knew that she was not spicy or happy.

There are two bags of quick-frozen dumplings in the middle freezer layer.

Open the bottom door, and it's empty.

Ye Xiaoyang looked at the cabinet under the marble table again and opened it.

Luckily, there are two bags of somen and ......

Various brands of instant noodles.

Of course, it's either spicy or rattan pepper.

Ye Xiaoyang's brows furrowed slightly, thinking that she rarely went back to live here, often filming and working outside, and eating nutritious meals that Ji Lingxin asked Xiao Ai to match, and her brows relaxed.

Shaking his head helplessly, Ye Xiaoyang took out a bag of dried noodles, it seemed that he could only cook tomato and egg noodles.

Unbuttoned the delicate shirt cufflinks, rolled up the sleeves, and looked at Hello Kitty's apron, the corners of Ye Xiaoyang's eyes couldn't help twitching.

But he still took off the strap around his neck and tied it around his waist with his hands behind his back.

……

In the living room, Su Yimo stood in place stunned, his words "You can only like me" still echoing in his ears.

When she heard the sound of chopping vegetables from the kitchen, Su Yimo came back to her senses and hurriedly ran over.

I saw Ye Xiaoyang cutting cucumbers around her pink apron.

She wore an apron quite loosely, but when she wore it on Ye Xiaoyang, it looked more than one size smaller.

The lace that could reach the middle of her thighs barely covered the base of his thighs.

Thinking that he was actually wearing his apron, Su Yimo's cheeks couldn't help but start to heat up.

"Night?"

Su Yimo said in her heart: Is it because she is embarrassed to say that she is hungry, and she uses thirst as an excuse?

Ye Xiaoyang poured the chopped tomatoes into the hot oil pan and stir-fried, and the oil smoke rose in an instant.

Turning on the range hood, Ye Xiaoyang turned his head to look at her while frying, and said lightly: "Go out and wait first." ”

"Huh?" Su Yimo looked at the white smoke on the pot and nodded a little stunned, "Oh." ”

Su Yimo ran to the sofa as if she was fleeing, sat down, and shook her feet.

Hello kitty's apron, pink slippers with bunny ears, and a pink panther on the couch......

Su Yimo said in her heart: Will the night boss think she is very naïve?

Pulling out the pink panther from behind, Su Yimo pulled his two thin arms, and her dark and bright eyes looked at it, as if she was asking silently.

……

In the kitchen, Ye Xiaoyang added an appropriate amount of water to the pot, boiled it, put in the noodles, then sprinkled some seasonings, poured the cut cucumber slices into it, and finally, beat two eggs.

It didn't take long for Su Yimo to smell the fragrance, and her stomach screamed angrily.

"Goo~"

Su Yimo rubbed her stomach and raised her head to meet Xiao Yang's smiling eyes in the night.

“……”

"Let's eat. Ye Xiaoyang held back a smile and said lightly.

"Huh?"

Only then did Su Yimo notice that he was holding a bowl in one hand.

Originally... He's here to cook for himself.

Ye Xiaoyang put the bowl on the dining table, and when he saw that she was still stunned, he raised his eyebrows, "Aren't you hungry?"

"Oh. ”

"......" is really stupid, Ye Xiaoyang said in his heart.

Pulling out the chair for her, Ye Xiaoyang also made the opposite.

Su Yimo walked over and sat down slowly.

Tomatoes, cucumbers, and eggs in water make them very appetizing, not to mention fragrant.

It's just that......

"Mr. Ye, don't you eat eggs?"

There were two in the bowl in front of her, and none of his.

A man lowered his eyelids and replied seriously: "I don't like to eat eggs." ”

“…… Oh. ”

Su Yimo said in her heart: Then you still cook two? I'll eat one is enough, my amount of food is not that big.

I picked up the chopsticks and took a small lock, put it to my mouth and blew it gently, and then tested the temperature with my lips before putting it in my mouth when it was not hot.

It was moderately salty, with a hint of seasoning in the tomato flavor, and it was particularly fragrant, which completely aroused her appetite.