Chapter 3 No intention of small talk, the atmosphere slowly eases
Regarding the matter of where to live during the internship, Shen Nanyan asked earlier.
Eleven didn't answer at the time, and when she brought it up again at this moment, she knew that this time she couldn't avoid it.
"I think I live here, and the schedule is not very regular during the internship, and it may not be convenient for the school. ”
Shen Nanyan hummed, and his tone was much softer: "It's okay to come back and live." ”
The topic came to this point, and it should have ended, but Eleven didn't know what he thought, and there was a sentence that came out of his mouth.
"What about you?"
"What?"
"Are you coming back to live here?" she said, her voice soft, with a subtle hint of anticipation in her caution.
Shen Nanyan held the chopsticks and stretched out to the plate of sweet and sour pork ribs, and the tone of his reply seemed a little casual: "It depends on the situation of work." ”
Eleven was silent for a long time, and then smiled indifferently: "Well, okay." ”
It wasn't until after eating that Shen Nanyan got up to answer the phone, and the faint smile on her face disappeared.
If he wasn't busy with work, they would spend more time together, but he was Shen Nanyan, he was busy with work, and he didn't sleep for a few days and nights, in this case, what else could she think about.
Putting away the mixed thoughts, Eleven got up and began to clean up.
……
I thought that Shen Nanyan's phone call would last for a long time, but Eleven didn't expect that as soon as she moved the leftovers on the table back to the kitchen to wash the dishes, the kitchen door was pushed open from the outside.
Looking at the man who walked in, Eleven's hand holding the apron paused: "Finished the call?"
"Hmm. ”
The man came to his side, his voice low and pleasant: "I'll come." ”
Then, the slender hand with sharp bones took the apron in her hand.
Eleven was stunned for a while, and after coming back to his senses, he hurriedly spoke: "I'll come, you can go and get busy with yours." ”
Shen Nanyan's body was straight, the apron looked particularly incongruous on him, and he frowned slightly: "Let's go to the supermarket together another day." ”
Eleven was inexplicable: "Why did you suddenly talk about going to the supermarket?"
"Go buy me an apron, you're too small. ”
“......”
The man washing the dishes in an orderly manner is obviously just an ordinary thing, but Eleven is unconsciously stunned.
This is the first time in the year of marriage that Shen Nanyan has walked into the kitchen to help her wash dishes.
But even for the first time, he did it perfectly, whether it was the placement of dishes and chopsticks, or the cleaning of the cooking table.
"You're talented. ”
Looking at it, she said this unconsciously.
Shen Nanyan put the rag away and glanced at her sideways: "Do you still need talent for such a thing?"
He made Eleven laugh with a serious question: "I read a script." ”
Shen Nanyan nodded, squeezed out the hand sanitizer, and waited for her to continue while washing her hands.
Eleven leaned on the cooking table behind him, and his movements were casual: "It's a marriage and love script, the husband in the script is a white-collar worker, he has never been in the kitchen, and the first time he entered the kitchen, he dropped the bowl." ”
Shen Nanyan frowned: "Why is this script so bad." ”
"What's wrong?"
"Going into the kitchen and dropping the bowl, stupid. ”
“......”
had no intention of chatting, but it made the atmosphere between the two much more harmonious.
Staring at Shen Nanyan's side face, the man washed his hands seriously, and his slender hands were as perfect as his exquisite face, and it happened that Eleven was a hand control.
At that moment, she suddenly wondered if when Shen Nanyan was studying, would there be a girl who looked at his writing hand during the exam and forgot to answer the question.