He Junyan didn't know what was wrong with him, why did he make such an abrupt move? Chen Qing's face was only a few centimeters away from him, and his clear eyes were unobstructed, and beyond that, there was only a microcosm of him.

The atmosphere suddenly condensed, and the chin pinched in his hand was hot, I don't know if it was her body temperature or the heat from his fingers.

She blinked, trying to move her head.

"Dish...... It's going to get dirty. ”

When the words fell, He Junyan withdrew his hand like an electric shock, and after not starting, he subconsciously swallowed his throat.

After a few long seconds of embarrassment, Chen Qing spoke first.

"Go up, right? Otherwise, you won't be able to cook in time. ”

He Junyan hummed, lifted the two bags of ingredients on the ground, and didn't look at her.

She didn't live high, and the elevator arrived quickly, and He Junyan followed him into the door, she hung his coat on the coat rack and took a pair of slippers from the shoe rack for him to change. But before he could step in, she suddenly turned around, ignored the plastic bag on the floor, and rushed into the living room, not knowing what to do.

"Do you want my help?"

Her voice came, and she stumbled inexplicably: "No, no, it's nothing...... Let's put things in the kitchen first! ”

He Junyan didn't ask much, and carried all the four bags of ingredients into the kitchen.

It wasn't long before I saw her trotting over with a dry smile on her face.

He frowned.

Could it be that she was minding what was just downstairs, so she behaved so strangely?

It's hard to ask about this kind of thing, he coughed lightly, and pretended not to see it.

In fact, Chen Qing didn't take the chin pinch to heart at all, because in comparison, there was something more problematic in her house - the photo of He Junyan she posted on the dartboard, she was in a hurry when she went out to buy vegetables, and she forgot to tear it off for a while!

If you let him see it, it would be terrible, with his temper, don't think about it today.

After solving the problem, he breathed a sigh of relief, Chen looked down on the wolf on him, and said, "Your clothes are wet, why don't you go take a bath?" I look like I have a ...... you can wear."

She glanced at He Junyan up and down, turned around and went to the guest room, and after a while, she pulled out a set of dark blue men's dressing gowns from the cabinet, with no buttons and a belt around the waist, the fabric was thick enough, and it would never be cold in winter.

"There is also a dryer in that room, you wear this first after taking a shower, and I will hang your clothes up to dry, and it will be fine in half an hour."

Chen Qing hugged his pajamas as if to offer treasures, and when he saw the slightly cold expression on his face, he was stunned, "What's wrong?" ”

"Not really." He Junyan took the pajamas, but motioned for her to go to the bathroom, "You wash first, I don't want you to cook while the rain drips into the pot while your sleeves are dripping." ”

"You ......"

She also said that he had walked to the living room on his own, leaving her to stand alone.

Chen Qing couldn't help it, so he went back to the room and got clean clothes and went into the bathroom.

He Junyan sat in the living room, the sound of water came into his ears, his brows furrowed, and he looked sideways at the nightgown placed aside, his eyes were even heavier.

Gentleman......

She actually has clothes that men wear to sleep in her house?!

He snorted coldly, this color is ugly and dead, it is still worn by others, if it is not for the way, he will not wear it!

Looking around, he saw a dart board hanging above the TV, He Junyan became interested, got up and took the darts, and tied a few with his hand.

One hit the heart, and the other two went a little far.

After piercing, he walked in to take a closer look, there were a lot of small holes on the dart board, it seemed that Chen Qing often played, reminiscent of her watch when she was in the amusement park, a qiē also made sense.

After standing for a while and sitting back in place, he heard a sound from the bathroom, Chen Qing seemed to open the door and came out, staring at the dart board, he didn't turn his head and asked, "You like throwing darts very much?" ”

As soon as Chen Qing walked out, he heard him ask about the dartboard, and his feet almost slipped.

"Still, okay, play once in a while."

He Junyan only turned around at this time, looked at it, and was stunned.

Her hair was wet, her eyelashes were wet, and her eyes were wet, as if she were sparkling with clear water. The pores are dilated and breathed, and the whiteness is even more excessive, while the exposed parts, cheeks, neck, and arms, are slightly red by the hot water.

She wiped her wet hair with a towel with one hand, and the heat was bubbling all over her body, looking warm and fragrant.

Chen Qing didn't pay attention to his slightly changing expression, and said, "Mr. He, hurry up and take a bath, I'll go and process the dishes, and I'll drink some soup later, just a little slower, maybe wait for a while......" Seeing that he didn't react, she paused, "Mr. He?" ”

He Junyan suddenly stood up, grabbed his nightgown and walked to the bathroom.

"You cook."

His back was quickly cut off by the door.

Chen Qing didn't know why.

What's wrong with this? Where did he upset him?

Glancing at the dartboard he mentioned, he was shocked. Shouldn't he have found ......?

No, she tore it off.

Looking at the front, looking at the back, Chen Qing couldn't think of an answer, sighed, and threw it behind him and stopped thinking about it.

The bathroom is small and has a glass door separating the inside and outside. He Junyan took a simple shower, went to the sink and put on his nightgown, and was about to pick up the wet clothes thrown on the ground, when he inadvertently caught a glimpse of Chen Qing's change of clothes in the storage basket, and half of the photo-style things were exposed in the pocket of his coat.

He thought that she had forgotten to clean her pocket and took it out, but when he looked closely, he found that it was actually a photo of himself.

She hid his picture privately?

The corners of his mouth just curled up a little, He Junyan touched the things in his hand, and always felt that something was wrong, so he rubbed it a few times, and finally found out the source of the problem-

There are many small holes in the photo, as if they were pierced by the tip of a needle or something, and the back is slightly sticky, and it is the feeling of dry glue and softened by the heat of the bathroom.

Dart boards, darts, pinhole holes, glue ...... He Junyan stared at it for more than ten seconds, and a flash of inspiration quickly made him understand, and his face darkened.

Damn it!

Chen Qing actually used his photo to practice darts!

Good, good, good!

He Junyan opened the door vigorously, regardless of whether his hair was wet or not blown, holding the "evidence" in his hand, and walked to the kitchen.

Chen Qing was chopping vegetables, looked up and saw him coming, and smiled.

"Soon it will be ready, three dishes have been made, and the soup is also stewing...... Ay? Why are you ......?"

He grabbed her hand and dragged it in front of her, and she staggered two steps, but fortunately put down the kitchen knife in time.

He Junyan let go of her and spread out his palm.

"What is this?"

Chen Qing looked down and was stunned.

"This ......"

Careless!

She tore his picture from the dartboard and stuffed it into the pocket of the previous garment, only to forget to take it out and throw it into the bathroom basket with the clothes.

"Huh?" He said coldly, "Why don't you speak?" ”

"This is、This is my favorite picture of you!" She swallowed her throat and met his swarthy eyes, and quickly moved away, "Because I didn't know you before, so...... I can only look at the photos when I miss you......"

"Oh? And the needle hole on this is also pierced with a dart when you think of me? ”

He Junyan raised his eyebrows, his face was cold and hard, and he was actually angry in his heart.

She still dares to die, duck has a hard mouth!

Chen Qing really has a headache now, he blames himself, he used to have nothing to do with him!

She was struggling with how to explain, and Yu Guang saw that he seemed to close his palms, and his heart jumped, and he subconsciously held his fingertips.

"Really! What I said is true! ”

She was afraid that he would throw his hand and leave directly in anger, so she grabbed his fingers tightly and didn't dare to let go.

Taking a deep breath, she raised her eyes to look directly at him.

"This really is my collection of your pictures! Cut out of a magazine, later ...... There was a time when I wanted to learn darts, but I couldn't concentrate on it, so I had to post your picture, and then I learned ......."

For the sake of harmonious and friendly development, lying is sometimes an indispensable means, and Chen Qing finally understood the meaning of this sentence.

In fact, she didn't think about anything else when she posted his photo on the dartboard, and during that time, her mood was low, there were too many negative attitudes, and she stabbed him purely to vent her anger.

He Junyan pursed his lips, didn't speak, and thought about it in his heart. On the one hand, she was unhappy with the potholes in the photo, and on the other hand, she was shaken by the meaning of her words.

Do you really miss him that much?

"If you don't believe me, I can show you the rest of the collection......"

Chen Qing saw that he was skeptical, so he had to increase the strength of corroboration.

He didn't speak, glancing at the fingers that were being held.

She immediately let go, and then she heard him say, "Bring it." ”

She hesitated: "...... Did I really go get it? ”

"Take it." He squinted.

Chen turned around three times and walked to the bedroom.

She said that there was something to collect from him, not to lie to him, it was true.

In the first drawer on the right side of the desk, there is a very thick book, which is covered with large portraits and busts of He Junyan, all of which she cut out from various financial magazines, with different years and subtle differences in his shape.

Chen Qingqi Ai Ai walked out, and He Junyan leaned against the entrance of the kitchen, leaning against the door frame, waiting for her with a leisurely expression.

After a turtle-like "trek", the book finally fell into his hands.

He flipped through it carefully, page by page, with a particularly focused expression, as if he was reading something important.

"Then I'm going to continue cooking......

Chen Qing was very uncomfortable, thinking of what he was watching, his face burned a little. However, he waved his hand absently to signal her to go away, and she couldn't say anything, so she had to go back to the board and continue chopping vegetables.

After all, she leaked the bottom herself, and if she didn't take out this, she would have to be questioned by him about the darts, and he was angry that he was small, and if he doubted her sincerity and mistakenly thought that her purpose was not pure, then he would really vomit blood.

He Junyan thought that Chen Qing just collected some photos of him casually, but he didn't expect her to be very serious, and wrote a lot of words next to each picture, not only noting the time, but also summarizing what he did in the content of the article, which company was acquired in which year and month, what meetings he participated in, who he met, what cooperation he reached, many things he had forgotten, and he could remember it by flipping through her records.

In addition, she also commented on his styling clothes, without exception, each of them she thought was good, marked either "good-looking" or "very good-looking", and even "super good-looking", followed by several exaggerated exclamation points.

He Junyan couldn't help laughing, and looked sideways, Chen Qing was chopping vegetables with his head down, his body facing inward, and he deliberately turned his back to him with most of it.

The redness on her face was not an illusion, she was indeed full of shame.

He felt novel, she had generously confessed her heart to him several times before, and she was so straightforward and reckless that she didn't look like a normal girl, so she would be embarrassed?

continued to look back, and halfway through, He Junyan's movements suddenly paused.

His eyes froze, he closed the book and put it aside, and walked behind Chen Qing to stand still.

He was so close that his toes were on her heels, exactly the same.

It was as if she was leaning into his arms.

He Junyan felt her stiffen for a moment, her elk-like eyes were full of panic, but she didn't dare to look back, and the knife that stopped on the board and didn't move betrayed her.

"He, Mr. He?"

Chen Qing froze and didn't dare to move, but He Junyan didn't have any scruples, took out his mobile phone from the pocket of his nightgown, clicked on the camera, changed to selfie mode, and raised it slightly.

His long arms couldn't be stretched out by the wall, but the angle was just right to bring him and her into the frame.

"It's ......"

"Don't you want to take a picture with me?" He said.

Chen was stunned.

Want to take a picture with him...... It seems that there has been a ......

He Junyan took in her expression, and there was a moment, a very short moment, and he felt inexplicably uncomfortable.

In the book, which was all about him, there was a picture of him posing with the organizer of a business seminar.

Chen Qing wrote underneath - "I also want a photo with him." ”

A frustrated grimace is drawn next to it, with two small words attached: envy.

It's been a long time, and she probably doesn't remember it herself.

Now, in the kitchen of her house, he is wearing a nightgown, she is wearing an apron, and their hair is half wet and half dry, which is much rarer than any group photo interview.

In the future, he probably won't shoot with others a second time.

This is the only time, and it is the only one.

In Chen Qing's stunned moment, He Junyan suddenly leaned down and rested his chin on her shoulder.

There is a "click", and the picture freezes.

At that moment, she heard him say—

“…… Great work. ”

It seems to be a sigh.

I don't know if it's to praise her for making the book seriously, or if she sighs something else.