Chang An snorted, took off his shoes, and opened the door of the shoe cabinet next to him, and there were black and gray large slippers inside.

"Don't you have women's slippers?"

At that time, Zhou Wei had already walked into the house and replied, "There is no one else here, so you will wear it." As soon as the words fell, the man had already entered the kitchen.

Chang An stood at the door and paused, and a smile unconsciously bloomed on the corner of his mouth.

It's pretty good, these years!

She took a pair of gray slippers and put them on, much larger, as if she had stepped on two boats.

Chang An walked to the kitchen, and Zhou Wei's voice came from inside: "Sit in the living room for a while, and start eating in half an hour." After speaking, he turned around and saw that Chang An had already rubbed to the door, leaning against the glass door.

"Cook yourself?"

Zhou Wei smiled: "I haven't done it for a long time, the time is limited, so it's simpler." ”

Yes, it was not grand, he made a list for the part-time worker aunt in the afternoon, considering that he was too busy, so he asked the other party to buy the vegetables and send them to Yihe, and cooked the dishes that could be cooked first, and the ones that could be washed and cut were all made for him.

He was busy until after five o'clock before he got off work, and it was half past five when he drove here, so he took off his suit and rolled up his sleeves and went into the kitchen, and when Chang An came over, he only stewed the soup.

Chang An asked, "Do you need help?"

Zhou Wei frowned, "No, if you help, it's just adding to the chaos!"

Chang An was very unconvinced, "How can you say that, it may have been before, but now it's different, don't underestimate me!"

Seeing her tilting her head and puffing up, Zhou Wei couldn't help but laugh and beckoned, "Come here!"

"What?"

"Come here, didn't you say you wanted to help me do something?"

“……”

Zhou Wei took a handful of green onions from the plastic bag, "Wash them, cut them into sections for later use!"

Chang An immediately took the green onion, "This is simple!"

She rolled up her sleeves, walked to the bottom of the pool, and rushed the green onion to the faucet a few times, and shook it, "Where's the knife and the cutting board?"

Zhou Wei stood beside him with his hands folded and raised his chin, "That!"

Chang An walked over with the green onions that were still dripping down, picked up the kitchen knife and chopped it into several sections, and then picked up the roots of the long whiskers inside and threw them into the trash bin at his feet.

"Well, isn't that easy?"

Zhou Wei glanced at the green onions of different lengths on the plate, and reached out and scratched his forehead.

Chang An saw his strange expression, and was very dissatisfied: "What kind of demeanor do you have?

He coughed, "yes, that's good!"

"And what else do you want me to do next?"

Zhou Wei walked over and put his hands on her shoulders: "Go sit outside for a while, huh?"

"But I want to help you. ”

"No, I'll be able to do it soon!" He coaxed Chang An to the door, Chang An frowned and wanted to turn back, Zhou Wei turned her body over, lowered his head and said in her ear: "Go rest for a while, you can watch TV, I'm fast, good!"

When he said "well-behaved", he always had an inexplicable demagogic power, and his voice was low and slightly hoarse, like seducing people and coaxing children.

"Okay. ”

Chang An couldn't resist it, and finally got out of the kitchen.

Zhou Xian secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then returned to the front of the pool, with a puddle of water stains at his feet, and the green onions on the plate were cut so hard that he couldn't bear to look at them directly.

He shook his head, unable to imagine what she had eaten and how she had lived alone outside in the past three years.

Chang An walked around the house.

When the two first got married, Zhou Wei lived here most of the time, but after the relationship between the two broke through, he moved to Changhe, and then he has been living there with Chang An, so Chang An has not come to this apartment many times, and he is not familiar with this place.

But looking around, water cups, ashtrays, and magazines have thrown a few financial magazines casually, and the dates of the magazines are all in the last few months, so it can be seen that Zhou Wei should have been living here in the past few years.

Chang'an went to other places for a turn, although the area is not as large as Changhe, but the apartment is also very spacious.

There were towels and toothbrushes in the bathroom, and the bedroom quilts and pillowcases were all very masculine black and gray styles, and finally Chang An walked into the study, there was a small blue dot on the computer host, she turned on the table lamp on the table, and the light illuminated a small area.

On the table were some materials, documents, ashtrays, a potted plant and a picture frame.

The potted plants are light pink pots with a few pinches of dried buds standing upright inside, but the soil in the pots is damp and apparently often watered.

There is also a photo in the photo frame next to her, a group photo, in which the two of them are sitting on the steps, she is wearing a red dress, holding a rose in one hand, and a few bites of ice cream in the other, her head tilted and just pillowed on Zhou Wei's shoulder, she smiled at the camera, but Zhou Wei smiled at her slightly.

Just one freeze frame, in Piazza di Spaña in Italy, with the famous Trinity Church behind it.

This photo was posted in the WeChat circle of friends, and it was the only time he posted a private photo of himself in the circle of friends.

There was already a faint smell of chicken overflowing in the kitchen, and Zhou Wei poured the washed and drained American ginseng, red dates and wolfberries into the casserole together, and just covered the lid, his waist suddenly tightened.

Zhou Wei was defenseless, his body fell forward, and then he realized that Chang An hugged him from behind.

He paused and wanted to turn around, but Chang was bound to prevent him from moving.

Zhou Xiao smiled: "What's wrong?"

She buried her face in his lower back socket, shook her head, and replied, "It's okay, I just want to hug you!"

Although it was a little inexplicable, Zhou Wei still stood there and hugged her for a while, about half a minute, and then he pulled it away and turned around slightly.

Chang An's arms were still loosely wrapped around his waist, and when he raised his head, she was much shorter than him, and now the height difference was even more obvious when she was wearing slippers, so this distance was almost looking up.

Zhou Yan saw that her eyes were red, and she was stunned, "Have you cried?"

She didn't hide it, maybe she was stimulated just now, and she couldn't contain her emotions and just stopped pretending.

"Hmm!"

"What's wrong?"

"I just went to your study, are you really stupid, that pot of succulent meat is already dead, what are you still raising it for?"

Zhou Wei heard her roar urgently, first stunned, and then laughed: "That's it?"

Chang An glared at him, she didn't know how to express it, she was angry, anxious and distressed.

"Neurotic, you're a psycho!" she scolded twice in a row

Zhou Meng saw that her tears were about to come down again, and wiped them on her eyelids with her hand.

"Okay, I'm just used to it, and I'm not happy to throw it. ”

Chang An didn't turn his head and swallowed a breath by himself, and then raised his head, but he stood on tiptoe and leaned up, and grabbed Zhou An's collar again, Zhou Yi was a little stumped by her sudden movements, and finally had to cooperate with her with his waist, until the two lips touched together, he didn't understand what Chang An meant.

She has never taken the initiative in this kind of thing, and even when she holds a hand, Zhou Wei usually takes the initiative to hold her, and Zhou Wei is very uncomfortable like this, and she stiffens her waist for a while.

In just a short period of time, Chang An moved up with both hands and climbed Zhou Wei's neck, and his soft little tongue came in, intertwined and sucked, kissing chaotically and urgently.

Zhou Wei felt that there was a pulse of electricity from the soles of his feet to his scalp.

He began to respond, in response to Chang An's raid, and Chang An reciprocated him with an increasingly excited kiss, which was released at the last second of suffocation, she looked at the man in front of her, her lips were red from the kiss, and a pair of eyes were like a layer of water, presumptuous, greedy, but staring at his eyes with determination and concentration, sexy and sexy.

Zhou Wei's Adam's apple rolled.

"Soup..."

"I want you!"

“……”

"Now, right now!"

Chang An's tone was firm, his hand was still around Zhou Wei's neck, and the whole portrait hung on him.

It's damn it!

Zhou Wei only felt a hot breath in his lower abdomen rushing upward, bent down and grabbed one of Chang An's legs, and Chang An cooperated with him to lift the other one and wrap it around his waist.

Zhou Wei held her buttocks and shook her up twice, and just hugged her all the way into the bedroom.

Chang An was thrown onto the bed, the soft futon bounced off, and she felt as if she had fallen into the cotton all of a sudden.

Zhou Wei took off his apron and began to unbutton his shirt.

Chang An crawled over to help him on his knees.

He ripped off her hand: "Take off your own!"

Chang An shrank back, and the coat on her body had already been taken off when she entered the door, and inside was a thin knit, skirt, pinching the hem and lifting it up.

Zhou Wei took off his shirt and suit pants in a few clicks, and looked up to see Chang An unzipping his skirt, leaving only a close-fitting black vest on his upper body, with a low neckline, lining his skin as delicate as jade.

He scooped people under him and held them down.

"Don't take it off!"

Tear the layer of material off the bottom of the skirt in one fell swoop.

The heat came up, ironing inch by inch, Chang An pinched his shoulder blades and snorted, his toes curled together......

The soup in the kitchen was still simmering, at first it was just a little heat, but as the heat became more and more, the lid was lifted and the lid vibrated violently, faster and faster, denser and denser, and a rich fragrance floated out, and finally boiled to a certain point, and the thick soup overflowed from the pot, and the white liquid flowed down the edge of the pot...

The fire seemed to burn more vigorously at that moment, especially the moment when the soup was poured out, exhaled, the flames that had changed color suddenly burst up, accompanied by the movement from the bedroom, the man let out a low and deep roar, and the fire was finally extinguished......

Zhou Wei loosened his waist and stepped back, and Chang An's original half-kneeling posture suddenly collapsed because of the loss of support.

She fell onto the bed all at once.

After half a salary, the man's panting in his ears gradually subsided, and Zhou Wei scooped up the quilt and put it on Chang An's sweaty back.

She didn't move, most of her face buried in the pillow, as if she were dead.

Zhou Wei crawled over and brushed away the wet hair sticking to her face.

"Go wash?"

She opened her eyes, her eyes were unfocused, and Zhou Wei shook her hand in front of her, "Chang An?"

Chang An finally rolled his eyes, "I don't want to move!"

"Tired?"

"Hmm..."

Zhou Wei smiled and covered the quilt for her, "Sleep for a while, I'll call you when dinner is ready!"

Chang An really slept in a daze, but it didn't take long and he was woken up by the ringtone of his mobile phone.

She flipped from the messy bed to her skirt, took out her phone and looked at the nurse's phone.

After connecting it, there was a little girl's immature voice over there.

"Mother An'an, are you still coming to see me today?"

In the past two days, she has not been to the hospital, and she is very sorry, but it is almost eight o'clock when she looks at it.

"It's a little late today, will you go to see Xiaozhi tomorrow?"

There was no sound over there for a moment.

Chang An knew that the little guy was probably going to be unhappy, and it was indeed her dereliction of duty, so she hurriedly said, "I'll go early tomorrow in the morning and bring you a strawberry cake?"

"Really?"

"Well, so Xiaozhi should rest early today, otherwise she won't be able to eat cake tomorrow. ”

"Okay, Xiaozhi will be a little better and wait for you tomorrow. ”

Chang An coaxed a few more words, and finally the mobile phone was transferred to the nurse.

This nurse was found by Xu Nan, from a professional intermediary agency, and from the perspective of the past few days, he is relatively responsible, and he is also diligent and honest, so Chang An is relieved to leave Xiaozhi to her care.

The two chatted briefly, mainly to understand Xiaozhi's condition in the hospital, but fortunately, there was nothing major and her condition was stable.

However, the nurse said that Director Liu had been to the ward in the afternoon, visited Xiaozhi in person, and also asked the previous attending to understand the specific situation.

Chang An hadn't asked Zhou Wei about arranging the operation in the past two days, but she understood his way of doing things, and since he would definitely do what he promised, and he should have his own plans and intentions in his heart, she was not worried about this at all.

After hanging up the phone, Chang An got out of bed, and there was no change of clothes for her here, so she could only find a shirt from the cabinet and put it on.

I simply took a shower and dried my hair with a hair dryer.

She stood in front of the mirror buttoning her shirt, her neckline smelling faintly detergent, and there was no other smell of other smells.

Chang An remembered that he was angry with Zhou Xin for using the same perfume before, so he dragged him to the mall to buy a cart of clothes, and refused to let go of his underwear and underwear.

It's really naïve to think about it now, but it turns out that I have also been aggressive in my relationship.

Who isn't a little possessive?

Chang An couldn't help but smile in the mirror, and raised his hand to touch the kiss marks on his collarbone, which seemed to have his body temperature on them.

Chang An walked out of the bedroom after cleaning up, the lights on the other end of the dining room were on, the dishes and chopsticks had been put on the table, four dishes and one soup, and red wine was awakened in the long-spouted pot next to it.

Chang An smashed his mouth, thinking that this old gentleman was sometimes quite good at making trouble.

She walked around the dining room to the kitchen again, and the closer she got to it, the more she could smell the rich smell of milk.

When I got closer, I saw that he was beating eggs, skillfully cracking open the egg shell, separating the egg white from the yolk, and then pouring a small box of fresh milk into it, and taking the blender and stirring.

Chang An didn't walk over, just stood at the door and watched.

He should have taken a shower, the stiff shirt before was replaced by a round-neck sweatshirt, dark gray, and a pair of cotton slacks with a leg tube underneath, such a dress that was serious and stereotypical on weekdays, with orange lights on the top of his head, and a large piece of kitchen utensils and cooking tables as a set, Chang An felt that such a week was both gentle and peaceful.

The calm Mr. Zhou was still beating eggs with a blender, and his expression was serious and focused.

A silhouette makes Chang An feel that he actually looks really good-looking, if he is ten years younger, he will definitely be a handsome little student, but he thinks that this is not bad now, after the precipitation of experience, he has more of a heavy temperament on his body, and he is more and more able to take people.

The smell of milk struck again, and Chang An smelled his appetite.

"What are you doing?"

Zhou Wei was interrupted suddenly, and turned around to see Chang An leaning against the door, wearing his shirt, loosely wrapped around his thin body, and the hem barely covered the base of his legs.

"Got a shower?"

"Hmm. ”

"Go sit outside for a while. ”

"Aren't you done yet?"

"Come on, just wait a few more minutes. ”

Chang An sat on the sofa and flipped through the magazines for a while, all of which were professional magazines in finance or industry, and she was not interested, and she didn't read them carefully, but there was an unexpected gain when she flipped through them.

An interview with a hurdle character, the photo on the left takes up almost half of the paper, Zhou Xin is wearing a white shirt, black suit pants underneath, her hair is shorter than three years ago, her eyes and red lips, and the only accessory on her body is the slightly exaggerated earrings on her ears, although the simple outfit still can't hide the wanton sexiness in her bones.

The person in the photograph sits casually on a fabric sofa with arms crossed, with a small piece of Victoria Harbour visible from a floor-to-ceiling window behind him.

Chang An has not deliberately tracked her information in recent years, but the name of the chief female architect of the inner body is too loud, so her news is often brushed on the Internet, and Chang An also knows that Zhou Xin has been getting better and better in recent years, and he has been winning awards.

About a year ago, Galaxy Architects opened a branch in Hong Kong, and since then Zhou Xin has focused his work there, and has not returned for a long time.

"Why are you so engrossed?" Zhou Wei walked over.

Chang An looked up and spread the magazine flat on the coffee table.

"Looking at the interview with the stars, how has she been in the past few years?"

Zhou Wei paused, "It's good!"

"Still alone?"

"There is never a shortage of suitors around, when will she be alone?"

Chang An smiled bitterly after hearing this, "Yes, after all, her conditions are so good." After speaking, he glanced at the people in the magazine and raised his eyebrows lightly, "I thought you would have some development over the years." ”

Zhou Wei's eyes sank, "Nerves!"

Chang An was not angry, "I even thought that I couldn't continue with you, if I had to choose someone to go down with you, I hope that person is Zhou Xin." ”

Zhou Yan hissed, "It's been so long and you're still minding the two of us about the past?"

"No, I'm telling the truth!"

It's not jealousy, it's not pantothenic acid, it's not vexatious.

"Although I have been absent all these years, I still hope that you can live better, at least you must have someone by your side, and after thinking about it, I think it is more appropriate for Zhou Xin, after all, you know each other, and you like each other, and more importantly, she can help you at work. ”

Chang An is sincere, and every sentence is very reasonable.

Zhou Xiao cut the socket of the tooth.

"I thank you for thinking so much through me!"

He didn't know whether to be angry or moved, but he didn't want to mention the past anymore, it was bitter enough, and he only thought about how sweet it should be in the future.

"Is it time for dinner, Mrs. Zhou?" Zhou Wei suddenly leaned over and put his hands on Chang An's shoulders.

The originally sad atmosphere was suddenly disturbed by him, and Chang An stared at his smiling eyes, and suddenly burst out laughing.

"I'm a little hungry indeed!"

"Why don't you hurry?"

He took Chang An by the hand, pulled the person up from the sofa, and entered the restaurant together.

……

In fact, it is not a very grand dinner, let alone a special holiday, but it seems to have a different meaning for each other.

This should be the first meal that the two have eaten at home after reuniting.

Zhou Yi raised his glass and touched Chang An.

He seemed to have something to say, but his mind was suddenly empty after his gaze met the other side.

"Forget it, let's eat. ”

“……”

Chang An was stunned, but then he felt that this was his temperament.

He doesn't talk sweetly, and he doesn't swear by the sea, he likes to prove it with actions.

"Okay, eat!"

Chang An raised his glass and drank all the wine in the cup.

In fact, there is really nothing to say about it, after all, there are still long days ahead.

……

After eating a meal for more than an hour, the two drank a whole bottle of red wine, most of which went into Chang An's stomach.

After the wine ran out, she was still yelling to open another bottle, Zhou Wei saw that her cheeks were red, her eyes were moist, and she was estimated to be six or seven percent drunk.

This woman's alcohol consumption is actually quite average, and she always refuses to stop drinking.

"I'll go to the kitchen and make you a dessert. ”

Chang An muttered in his mouth and shook his head: "I don't believe it, you still make desserts, and you want to fool me!"

"Wait for me here, fifteen minutes!"

The man got up and went into the kitchen.

Chang An waited with his cheeks, waiting and waiting, feeling that fifteen minutes seemed to be a long time.

"Aren't you alright?"

She got up and walked to the kitchen to see what was going on, but her steps were unsteady, and she bumped her knee on the corner of the sofa as she walked through the living room.

"Ding!"

I heard the kitchen oven rattle.

Chang An rubbed his knees and walked over.

"What the hell are you doing?"

Zhou Yi just opened the oven cabinet door, put on the heat-insulating gloves and pulled out the baking tray from the inside.

Three small white cups were neatly arranged on the plate.

A rich milky aroma is followed by a sprinkle of powdered sugar on top, and finally half of each sliced strawberry is placed on top.

All the movements were done in one go, as if they had been repeated hundreds of times.

It wasn't until Zhou Wei put the three little white cups on a plate and brought them to Chang An that she suddenly came to her senses.

"Soufflé?"

"Hmm. ”

"You did it?"

The man in front of him raised his lips and smiled, but did not answer, only said, "Taste it!"

The ingredients of soufflé are actually very simple, nothing more than eggs, flour, butter, milk and sugar, and the steps are not difficult, just looking at the recipe can be done in just a few steps, but why is it said that this is one of the most difficult desserts in the world?

Because more eggs are not good, less milk is not good, harder is not good, and softer is not good, so you must continue to practice and summarize repeatedly until you practice the feel to ensure that the final soufflé is fluffy and soft.

Probably this is why Xibao chose to learn to make this dessert to keep men, because only this dessert can show enough sincerity, and at this time, Chang An looked at the three cups of soufflé in front of him, as if his heart was filled with something all at once.

She took a spoon and took a bite into her mouth.

Zhou Wei asked, "How is it?"

She felt the fluffy softness in her mouth, sweet and milky, and lowered her head and took a hard breath.

Zhou Wei frowned slightly when he saw this, and asked, "The taste is not good?"

When he looked up again, Chang An was already red.

She asked with a smile while crying, "Have you secretly practiced here many times in the past few years?"