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The sudden appearance made Xu Qiaoqiao's heart shrink suddenly, and then jumped violently, stunned in place, and looked at him stupidly.

After a long time, his deep voice broke the silence without a trace, "Don't you plan to go home yet?"

Xu Qiaoqiao reacted at this time, biting her lip, hesitated, and approached him.

Coming to him, he didn't say anything, took her hand and walked back in silence.

His pace was unhurried, accommodating hers steadily. Xu Qiaoqiao's heart was up and down, red, and her wet eyes slanted at him.

His face was grim, his lips straightened, and his eyes were straight ahead, without looking at her.

She didn't know when he had returned, nor how much he had heard and seen, and her heart was sudden, and she couldn't help but want to speak several times, but she was frightened by his expressionless face.

Once inside, he changed his shoes and took off his coat without saying a word. Xu Qiaoqiao spontaneously and consciously stepped forward to take it, and he did not refuse.

The coat was given to her, and he went into the kitchen on his own, leaving her alone.

Xu Qiaoqiao was made restless by his reaction. He hung up his coat and followed him like a little tail.

Jun Makino opened the refrigerator and took out the ingredients and prepared to make dinner. And he didn't even ask her what she wanted to eat!

Sure enough, I was angry!

Xu Qiaoqiao stood at the door of the kitchen, hesitated, and walked in.

He said coldly as if he had eyes behind his back, and said, "I don't need your help here." ”

The voice is not low or high, and it is difficult to distinguish between joy and anger. But Xu Qiaoqiao knew that what he really looked like was actually like this. No, it should be said that this is a sign that he is suppressing his anger. The calmer the surface, the more boiling it is underneath.

If this had been changed before, Xu Qiaoqiao would have been scared away by him a long time ago. But at this time, instead of withdrawing, she came to him, gently pulled the corner of his clothes with her little hand, and looked up at him with a small face: "Don't you have anything to ask me?"

He didn't react, lowered his head, and washed the vegetables by himself.

Xu Qiaoqiao stared at him, ignoring people for a long time, she was a little discouraged.

When the two of them had an awkward relationship, she never minded being the one who took the initiative to reconcile, and even, she liked to coax him, because at this time, she could pull him to talk seriously, open each other's hearts little by little, and establish trust. The process of changing a little bit for the other party will make her feel very sweet and more determined about her relationship and future.

However, at this moment, she seemed to be a little powerless. Xu is because of Xiaobai's appearance, which has affected her mood. Seeing that he snubbed himself, he didn't insist, and obediently turned around and went out.

As soon as the strength of the corners of his clothes was loosened, his side was empty, his movements were slight, his eyes flickered, but he still lowered his head and continued to work.

Xu Qiaoqiao sat in the living room, turned on the TV, switched to the children's channel, and was playing Pleasant Goat. She took the bag of snacks out of the cabinet again, put it on the sofa, and took a bag and opened it.

These are processed foods, because there are additives, and it is easy to gain weight after eating, and she only eats a little bit occasionally for gluttony.

She needs to regulate her emotions and appease herself well in order to appease the Great Demon King.

However, she couldn't see a happy picture in her eyes, and her mouth was tasteless, just mechanically stuffed into her mouth. It's still a mess in my head.

When Jun Muye came out of cooking, he looked into the living room and saw that she was holding a snack and nibbling on it. His eyebrows frowned slightly, and he walked over with a gloomy expression.

Xu Qiaoqiao's eyes stared at the TV, thinking about things, the picture of the gray wolf chasing the little sheep in front of her suddenly went black, she was stunned, turned her head, and saw Jun Muye standing behind the sofa, holding the remote control in his hand.

It turned out that he turned off the TV.

He stared at her sternly. Xu Qiaoqiao swept in front of her, and suddenly felt a little empty. She snacks before meals and eats so much before she knows it.

She glanced at him quickly, then pretended to be nothing, slowly put aside the half-packet of snacks in her hand, stood up like a turtle, and asked curtly, "Can you start eating?"

Jun Muye looked at her silently.

Xu Qiaoqiao only felt that her scalp was numb.

"I'm going to wash my hands. She whitewashed her way around the couch and fled the scene.

Jun Muye glanced at her, dropped the remote control, and followed.

Xu Qiaoqiao honestly went in to wash his hands, and looked sideways at the movement outside with the rest of his eyes, he was already sitting at the dining table.

After eating too many potato chips, Xu Qiaoqiao felt a little bloated at this time. However, I still have to eat!

She let out a long sigh in her heart, wiped her hands clean, and walked out resignedly.

In front of her place, a bowl of soup was already served. Xu Qiaoqiao glanced at him, and saw that he lowered his eyes slightly, unhurried, still the textbook standard and elegant aristocratic appearance, very eye-catching, but also with a sense of oppression.

Xu Qiaoqiao secretly wondered in her heart, how long has it been since she had felt such an atmosphere? This reminded her of the beginning, when he was still so cold and noble in front of her, she was always so restrained and nervous, and his indifferent eyes could make her stiff and dare not move.

Of course, it won't be as exaggerated now as it was then, but there is discomfort.

She picked up the spoon and looked at him as she drank the soup.

He ate as if he were unaware, and ate quite intently.

Xu Qiaoqiao has never been able to stand this atmosphere, and after being quiet for a while, she couldn't hold her breath, "This vermicelli stewed chicken soup is so delicious......"

He raised his eyes and glanced at her faintly, "That's bird's nest." ”

The corners of Xu Qiaoqiao's mouth froze, oh, pretending to be casual, she picked up the chopsticks and went to the plate of vegetables in front of her, took a bite, and said: "Potato ribs are not bad......

"That's beef. ”

Xu Qiaoqiao: Can "......" not make people so embarrassed? Can you still have a pleasant meal?

She muttered in her heart, silently chewing the meat in her mouth and no longer speaking.

After a meal, there was no communication.

When she finished eating, she offered to help him clean up, and he was ruthlessly kicked out again.

Xu Qiaoqiao had no choice but to turn back to the living room to clean up the mess she had just eaten, and then obediently sat on the sofa and waited for him.

He went out of the kitchen, but went upstairs.

Seeing this, Xu Qiaoqiao hurriedly followed, grabbing his hand, "Let's talk." ”

He looked sideways at her, "I have something to do." ”

She simply hugged his arm and said pitifully, "I have a bad stomach......

When he heard this, he stared at her with frowning eyebrows, with doubts in his eyes, but more nervousness.

"I seem to have eaten too much. She quickly explained.

"Can you stay with me~"

He glared at her, his thin lips cold, and he stood upright, as if to denounce her Rippy.

"Would you like to go for a walk with me?"

He doesn't speak.

"Let's go, let's go~" She didn't care about thirty-seven twenty-one, pulled him and walked out.

Jun Muye looked reluctant, but his feet still cooperated with her.

The night has fully opened, the moon is bright and the stars are thin, the breeze is slow, and the dark fragrance is blowing in the air. The street lamps are quiet, stretching the figures of the two, and the two hands are interlocked, strolling in the elegant community, and the atmosphere looks warm and peaceful.

After walking for a while, she didn't want to go, "I can't walk anymore, can you carry me?"

Who said that he had enough to eat, and who said that he wanted to take a walk? After only a few steps, he refused to walk, and it was obvious that he was cheating. Jun Muye stared at her, snorted softly from his nose, unmoved.

Xu Qiaoqiao pulled him and asked him to turn around.

He glared at her, but his heart softened, and he was helpless against her.

Xu Qiaoqiao climbed onto his back as she wished, wrapped her arms around his neck comfortably, and leaned her little face on his shoulder, "Are there no middle-aged aunts who live here, why don't they come out to dance at night?" I don't know if it's because of the mood problem, or if autumn is coming, I suddenly found that this community is really quiet and a little desolate.

Jun Muye: "......"

The people who lived here were wealthy, and the activities of the ladies were limited to all kinds of social banquets, and this kind of popular entertainment would make them downgrade in their eyes.

"What do you think our old age will look like in the future?"

"In the future, we will go to the city to buy a house nearby, you can go to play Tai Chi with the old men, play chess, and I will dance the square dance with the old ladies, isn't this kind of day very pleasant and lively?"

Jun Muye couldn't imagine that kind of picture.

She tilted her face towards him, and her breath brushed against his neck as she spoke, tickling like a feather, making it difficult for his heart to calm down. She said to herself: "But I don't think you should fit into that kind of circle, right? You are so cold and withdrawn, difficult to get close to, I guess no one dares to play with you." ”

Jun Muye's footsteps paused slightly.

Her little hands were slightly closed, and her little face was intimate with his cold side face, "It's good that you have me, otherwise you will really die alone." ”

Jun Muye was stunned, and then his cold and hard face loosened a little, and under the elegant moonlight, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and soon disappeared without a trace.

This cunning little imp knows how to attack the heart very well, he was softened by her so easily, and he can no longer harden his heart. However, he was still a little unhappy in his heart.

Xu Qiaoqiao keenly noticed that he was no longer so cold, so she approached his ear with a hippie smile and said in a low voice: "You look jealous, it's cute." ”

This adjective is definitely taboo. No mature man likes to hear himself said to be cute, and his expression twitched slightly.

Xu Qiaoqiao was unscrupulous, "I like to see you jealous, but can you not be cold? Or, you can vent in a different way." For example, kiss me ......"

The light breath sprinkled in his ears, and the voice teased him seductively, his ears were a little hot, his heart was itching, and he was a little bitten his teeth by her, I don't know whether he was annoyed or angry.

Putting her down, she screamed softly, and before he could react, he suddenly turned around and locked her into his arms, and lowered his head to kiss the little mouth that made him love and anger.

Xu Qiaoqiao was very soft, but he kissed too fiercely and savagely, and her lung capacity couldn't keep up with his needs, so she gently resisted him and protested slightly.

He withdrew slightly, stared at her peach blossom-like pink cheeks, and bit it again uncontrollably, his eyes fell on her smooth forehead, his eyes were deep, and a trace of coldness swept to the bottom of his eyes, he never forced her, and jealousy occupied his reason, and he said domineeringly and authoritarianly: "Don't meet him again in the future!"