Jian Xiyan was a child who was not good at lying, so when he said this, he didn't dare to look directly at Murong Wenyu, for fear that he would peep at him.

"Then, I, I'll go and prepare dinner for you. Jian Xiyan bypassed Murong Wenyu and prepared to go downstairs to the kitchen, she was also hungry until now, her belly was pasted into a line, of course, the most important thing was to find something to do in order to hide her flustered heart.

"Stop. Murong Wenyu opened his mouth coldly, is he in the mood to eat now, shouldn't he explain why he disappeared for a few hours out of thin air.

"What, what's wrong?" Jian Xiyan smiled dryly again, why was his voice scary, his expression was also frightening, did he find something?

"What's wrong? I really want to know what's wrong with you? Why are you in such a hurry to avoid me? Did I ask you to prepare dinner for me? Or do you have a weak heart?" Murong Wenyu lifted her chin sideways, trying to get by, it wasn't that easy.

"I, no, no, you, didn't you eat, yes, it just so happened that I didn't either, I didn't eat, so, so, just go to the quasi, prepare, what, what a weak heart. Jian Xiyan hurriedly lowered her eyes, she was afraid that you would have many problems, so she wanted to avoid it.

"Why don't you stutter so much, let's say, is there something to hide from me?" Murong Wenyu raised his eyebrows and looked at her, girl, I really want to know what you have been doing in the past few hours.

"Hide, hide. Jian Xiyan knocked down his hand, I'm sorry, I can't hide it from you.

"It's not hidden, then why did you turn off your phone?When you came out of the hospital, where did you go for the rest of the hours?" Murong Wenyu lifted her chin again, without your news, I was worried.

After a pause, Murong Wenyu continued: "Yes, you have freedom of action, and I have no right to interfere with you, but can you please inform me before you act, don't let me run around like a headless fly." ”

"I, that, just went for a walk, forgot the time for a while, and then, and then I didn't know, I didn't know when I lost my phone, I didn't know if you looked for me. Jian Xiyan pretended to be calm and said, Yu, forgive me for lying to you again, as long as you are all fine, it is nothing for me to be wronged.

"I lost my phone, I don't know if I contacted you, what a good reason, hum, good, good, good, I shouldn't have the heart, let alone worry. Murong Wenyu let go of her chin, her eyes darkened and darkened, girl, I have never been afraid of you making trouble, but I am afraid of the desolation when I can't find you.

Murong Wenyu didn't think it was as simple as she said, but she couldn't think of a reason why she wanted to deceive.

"Yu, are you angry?" Jian Xiyan gently grabbed Murong Wenyu's arm, and asked with a wrinkled face, what does he mean by his sentence, I shouldn't have a heart, did I hurt his heart?

"Gas, very angry. Murong Wenyu shook off her hand, I am worried about how you can understand your heart, and your acceptance is so scrutinizing.

"Yu, I was wrong, I promise that next time I don't do this, you won't be angry, well, it's really wrong. Jian Xiyan flattered Murong Wenyu's arm, and then rubbed her little face on his sleeve.

"Do you want to have another time? Do you want my heart to strike?" Murong Wenyu glared at her angrily, his heart couldn't bear it at all, she was always out of touch, and he was even wondering if he wanted to give her a bodyguard or something.

"No, no, I said it wrong, I'll take it back, can't I take it back, I promise there will be no next time. Jian Xiyan blinked and looked at him, why was she so fierce, she didn't know that something like that would happen, and she was really scared at that moment, she was even more afraid that she would never see him again, and she couldn't tell him yet.

"Forget it, you don't understand, my heart, you don't understand, I'll go back to the room. Murong Wenyu glanced at her, shook his head and turned around to go out, he didn't know if he was angry with her or himself, anyway, he was holding his breath.

Jian Xiyan looked at the door that didn't have time to close, and thought stupidly, hey, this is still angry, didn't he apologize. The reason why she lied was because she didn't want him to worry, and she would pay more attention in the future.

Murong Wenyu returned to the room, threw his phone on the bed angrily, and rinsed it briefly. Then light a cigarette and lean back in a soft chair.

Bad girl, is my heart so incomprehensible? Paper cigarettes burn in my fingertips, but I am not in the mood to smoke them, let the ashes of the burned cigarette fall on the gray carpet, and warm it with its heat.

Throwing the cigarette butt into the ashtray, he got up and opened the drawer, where there was the neatly stacked handkerchief, Murong Wenyu picked it up and put it on the end of his nose, the fragrance of the sweet fruit was the taste he liked and missed, and it belonged to which little girl.

He didn't know that a little girl would enter his heart, and he couldn't let go of it anymore, and the beauty after meeting again made him feel that there were no regrets in life, and his dedication was no less than that of work, maybe even more.

Thanks for letting him meet again, otherwise his life must only be black and white, and now he understands that life should be colorful, and happiness should be diverse, because of this girl, he feels happy, so, her every move involves his nerves, why doesn't she understand?

Because of time, the handkerchief has long lost its former glory, but the beauty of that side is still there.

"Well, can I come in?" After knocking on the door twice, Jian Xiyan poked her head in.

Murong Wenyu glanced at her and didn't say anything, that means you can come in or not.

"Then I'll come in. Seeing that Murong Wenyu didn't answer, Jian Xiyan walked in, and she had a tray in her hand, and on the tray were two bowls of noodle soup.

"Let's eat something first, I've done it very carefully, and it should taste okay. Jian Xiyan, who was smiling all over his face, looked at him with a flattering expression.

Although Murong Wenyu didn't say anything, he still picked up the bowl of noodles, no matter how annoyed he was, he couldn't bear to live up to her heart, maybe he was hungry, he felt that the taste was really good, he should have really done it with love.

Soon a bowl of noodle soup was served.

Seeing that Murong Wenyu ate it, Jian Xiyan's heart was sweet, so she also picked up the chopsticks and ate them, she could understand his anger, but she couldn't explain it clearly, so she could only fool around.

After eating a bowl, seeing that there was still a lot left in Jian Xiyan's bowl, Murong Wenyu unceremoniously picked a few chopsticks into his bowl, if Ding Yijie saw it, he would be shocked again.

"This is mine. Jian Xiyan saw Murong Wenyu eating the noodles in her bowl, she was not happy, one for each person, she was also very hungry.

"Stingy, I'll make you better than this when I get back. Looking at her cute little appearance, Murong Wenyu smiled, how can she be a child, but she forgot that she was also childish.

"That's it, I'll give it to you, and I'll eat what you make. Listening to Murong Wenyu's words, Jian Xi smiled happily, and then handed him the whole bowl of his own.

"Together, let me eat your saliva. Murong Wenyu rolled his eyes.

"Then you haven't eaten a lot. Thinking of every time he kissed his tongue, Jian Xiyan was not free, and such a sentence came out, and then he felt that it was wrong, and he stuck out his tongue in embarrassment.

"Yes, I ate a lot, but I didn't have enough. Murong Wenyu looked at her evilly.

"Hurry up and eat, it'll be cold later, don't let me down. Jian Xiyan glanced at him with disgust, a man's thoughts are always colored.

"Well, then I'll eat it first, and then I'll eat my favorite food. Murong Wenyu squeezed his eyes at Jian Xiyan, his favorite was naturally her.

"Don't know what you're talking about. Jian Xiyan glanced at him and got up.

"Hey, you still have this kind of thing, well, it looks like it's for girls, it's a love thing, right?"

At first glance, there is some history, and it has been retained, which shows how important the owner of this veil is to him.

"Do you feel familiar?" Murong Wenyu put down the bowl in his hand, girl, the owner of this handkerchief is you.

Jian Xiyan shook her head, she didn't know that Murong Wenyu was the brother who fell, and she didn't know that she lost this handkerchief, she only knew that modern people rarely use a handkerchief anymore, and she was very curious about the story behind this handkerchief.

She really isn't hypocritical, but she doesn't like it when she is locked up with women, she doesn't know that she is eating her own jealousy.

"What about that, will you think of anything?" Murong Wenyu unfolded his veil, pointed to the lilac embroidered on the corner and asked, Among the girls I know, no one likes lilacs except you.

"When I was younger, my mother would embroider lilacs on her handkerchief. Looking at the handkerchief in Murong Wenyu's hand, Jian Xiyan said faintly, which reminded her of the years when she was cared for by her parents.

"What a stupid girl. Murong Wenyu knocked Jian Xiyan's head helplessly, too, she was so old at that time, there shouldn't be many things she could remember, it is estimated that even he forgot about it cleanly, but he kept her in his memory and kept it in his memory.

"Why are you beating me again, I wonder if you have violent tendencies. Jian Xiyan covered her forehead and pouted.

"What violent tendencies, do you really dare to use words, this is not a beating, it is a loving touch, come, let my brother rub you. Murong Wenyu pulled her over with a smile and rubbed where he had just played.

"Then how about I stroke you like this? just stroke, really just stroke. Jian Xiyan pinched Murong Wenyu's waist with a gesture, I just stroked it, it was a stroke of love.

"Girl, don't you know that a man's waist can't be touched casually, so a man will misunderstand. Murong Wenyu grabbed Jian Xiyan's little hand, put it to his lips and bit it, his eyes contained strange feelings.

"Oops, ignore you. Jian Xiyan withdrew her hand from Murong Wenyu's palm, and immediately blushed, she just made a smooth move, and she didn't think too much about it at all, as if Murong Wenyu said this to show that she was deliberate.