This day is Singles' Day, and Jiang Yiran rarely offered to take Ningxia out for a big dinner.

For the sake of his lonely family, Ningxia also felt that it was a bit unreasonable to let him alone on such a day. So, she had to give up the vacation she had been waiting for, endure his successive urgings early in the morning, and get up from the warm quilt with difficulty.

But she doesn't quite understand, what kind of meal can she eat in the morning? She could have slept until ninety and then gotten up for lunch!

Jiang Yiran ordered her to dress up well, from head to toe, not to be delicate and generous, but to be decent and neat, and not to embarrass him.

Ning Xia looked at himself in the dressing mirror with oily hair and sluggish spirits, and yawned under his disgusted gaze and went to take a shower.

By the time she came out of the steaming steamer like a hot bun, Jiang Yiran had already found an outfit for her.

Ningxia was stunned when he saw the set of clothes placed on the bed from top to bottom, wiping his wet hair.

"Put it on later, and then put on makeup on your face to make it look like a person." Jiang Yiran commanded from the side.

If you can't look down on her, why do you want to pull her out......

"I'm not going." Ningxia twisted his head and turned to blow his hair.

In the humming noise of the hair dryer, Jiang Yiran's voice sounded without the slightest threat: "Dress up carefully with that surnamed Ye, and want to be casual with me?" ”

There was not a trace of vinegar in the air, and Ningxia wondered, he didn't feel happy if he didn't talk about Ye Zhaojue, right?

After pondering for a while, she turned off the hair dryer, licked her smiling face and said, "Why don't we have a meal together?" ”

Jiang Yiran handed her a cold and ruthless look, "Don't even think about it!" ”

She doesn't want to go anywhere, her wish is world peace!

Ningxia regretfully turned on the hair dryer and continued to blow his hair, leaving a sad back of his head to him.

Alas......

Jiang Yiran didn't care about this, he thought about today's plan, thinking about the personal information form he filled out on the Internet earlier, and his eyes flashed with anticipation.

***

Ningxia coiled her hair, hastily put on light makeup, and under the backdrop of eyeliner, her already dark and bright eyes became bigger and brighter.

A long shirt is layered over a short sweater, and then a gray woolen coat is draped, this simple layering method reflects Jiang Yiran's own interpretation of fashion, he likes the sweater collar to turn out of the shirt collar, the hem of the sweater to reveal the hem of the shirt, and the coat is open, from the inside to the outside. The lower body is paired with a pair of plain denim pencil pants, which is perfect.

An old man in his thirties not only cleans himself up vigorously, but also looks at women with a younger eye. Youthfulness here does not refer to age, but to lifestyle, not deliberately pursuing maturity and charm, and living the truest appearance.

Simple, sunny and generous.

Ningxia thought that he got up early to go out for breakfast, who would have thought that after going downstairs, he found that breakfast was ready.

Mixed vegetable and lean pork porridge and shredded radish breakfast cakes. There was meat to eat early in the morning, and Ningxia expressed surprise and joy slightly.

Jiang Yiran's cooking skills are exquisite, stir-frying, frying, boiling, stewing and steaming, no matter what kind of cooking method, once the ingredients are in his hands, they will ensure that the color and flavor are complete.

Only a small half of Ningxia's baking skills were learned from his mother Jiang Wan, and at that time, he didn't have to worry about learning things, and he didn't take it seriously. After studying under Jiang Yi, she paid serious attention to it, was diligent, and down-to-earth.

By the way, she learned some daily cooking skills, but unfortunately compared to baking, she is not very interested in cooking, and rarely cooks.

However, being able to taste the delicious dishes cooked by Chef Jiang every day, Ningxia feels that such a small day is as happy as a rice worm.

Eating people with a soft mouth, Ningxia decided to be a qualified rice worm, eat breakfast in silence, and don't chirp crookedly and talk nonsense.

She stopped squeaking, but Jiang Yiran had something to ask: "Why did you never see him ask you out?" ”

Who else could he be but someone?

Ningxia swallowed the porridge in his mouth, "He's very busy." ”

"Huh." Scoff.

Ningxia raised his head solemnly and justified Ye Zhaojue: "He's very busy, but as long as I work at night, he will come to pick me up." ”

"A month?"

"What?"

Jiang Yiran looked at her funny, "Wait until he takes you through thick and thin for a year, and then come and talk to me." ”

Ningxia: "......"

She didn't think it before, but now she kind of agrees with Xiaofan's opinion, the endless picky behavior of soy sauce and wine is indeed picking bones in eggs.

After breakfast, the task of washing dishes was handed over to Ningxia. When the hour hand is set at eight o'clock, he will be full of food and drink, and the meal he speaks of is most likely noon.

At noon......

What is the intention of waking her up early!

Ningxia washed his hands, wiped the water stains on his hands with a dry hand towel, and then went to Jiang Yiran to ask for an understanding.

Jiang Yiran heard the movement and raised his voice to ask, "Okay?" Immediately afterward, he appeared in Ningxia's field of vision neatly dressed, and he also held a small satchel of hers in his hand.

Ningxia felt inexplicable, and before he could say anything, he didn't say hello, and when he walked up, he lifted her arm and dragged it out.

"Where are you taking me?" Ningxia was dragged all the way to the entrance by him, and the shoulder strap of the small satchel hung crookedly in the crook of the elbow.

"Spend the holidays with me." Jiang Yiran leaned over to change his shoes, and Ningxia couldn't see his expression clearly, nor could he hear the ups and downs of his voice.

"I know, but isn't it time to eat yet?"

Jiang Yiran stood up straight and glanced at her, "I just fed you and took you to eat, I think it is beautiful!" ”

“…… Did you say that it was good to have a big meal? "She thought that today was only one activity: eating.

Jiang Yiran frowned, "You can't worry about anything other than eating and sleeping?" ”

Ningxia made a naïve curiosity, "Excuse me, what else should I worry about?" ”

He unscrewed the door and didn't look back, "Your uncle and me!" ”

"I'm thinking about you." Ningxia brought the door with his backhand and chased him out, "Today's Singles' Day has long become Valentine's Day, if I don't think about you, why don't I spend the holiday with him?" ”

Jiang Yiran stared coldly, "Didn't you say he was busy." ”

Ningxia choked, slapped his swollen face and became fat: "That's if I don't speak, if I make an appointment with him in advance, he will leave the time for me!" ”

Jiang Yiran suddenly paused and smiled: "Yes." ”

"Why am I lying to you?" In front of him was the elevator room, and Ningxia pushed behind him in confusion, "Let's go." ”

Jiang Yiran didn't move, and repeated: "Really? ”

…… Yes, of course! Ningxia opened her lips lightly, and before the word "dang" could be spit out in tone, she heard someone answer for her-

"Yes."

The voice......

She hurriedly ran out from behind Jiang Yiran and turned to face the elevator on the right side of the corridor. Ye Zhaojue stood quietly in front of the elevator, looking sideways.

She didn't say anything embarrassing, did she?

Ningxia was sad and indignant, and the bold words of a minute ago were still in my ears - that is, I didn't speak, if I made an appointment with him in advance, he would have left time for me!

God, she doesn't have that confidence at all.

However, he seems to have said "yes......

A brief period of grief and anger was followed by a burst of ecstasy. Ah, what did she say - what did I lie to you?

Ning Xia smiled at Jiang Yiran, his proud eyes flew up, and his proud head was raised.

"I'll say sweet words too, do you want to hear it?" Jiang Yiran was dismissive.

The subtext is: He is lying to coax you, stupid girl.

Ning Xia deliberately shook off the goosebumps on his arm exaggeratedly, and then glanced at him and ran towards Ye Zhaojue.

She threw herself into his arms, tilted her head, and lowered her voice: "Don't listen to him. ”

Ye Zhaojue caught her, patted her back with his hand, and nodded: "I know." ”

Ningxia immediately smiled like a flower, hung around his neck, and stood on tiptoe to kiss him.

Although the relationship between the two is getting closer and closer, Ningxia has her reserve, and she will only occasionally be bold and casual. She suddenly took the initiative to be so enthusiastic in front of Jiang Yiran, and she did it on purpose to show Jiang Yiran. She just wants him to know that she likes this man, and she likes it very much.

The niece unscrupulously showed affection in front of her, and Jiang Yiran's attitude towards this was: Putting aside your eyes, out of sight is pure.

After kissing Ye Zhaojue passionately, Ningxia pursed her lips and lowered her head to look at him embarrassed.

let go of her hand and took half a step back, suddenly realizing that the expensive suit in front of her seemed to be a little crumpled by her......

“……”

How violent is her series of movements......

Raising her hand and carefully straightening his placket, she really didn't mean to.

"You can't see it, right?" She stared at an uneven fold in a daze.

Ye Zhaojue lowered his eyes and glanced at it, and finally understood what she was struggling with.

"It's okay to see it."

Ningxia's eyes lifted.

Ye Zhaojue smiled: "Who dares to laugh at me?" ”

…… It seems to be too. He has a strong aura and good looks, and both men and women will not pay attention to such boring small details.

Ningxia had just breathed a sigh of relief, when he heard a "hehe" from behind him.

The ridicule is full of meaning.

Ningxia's forehead kept jumping, and he subconsciously grabbed Ye Zhaojue's hand, and his eyes conveyed silently: Don't worry about him.

Ye Zhaojue gave her a reassuring look, and then looked at the past, his eyes were as calm as water, without a trace of annoyance.

Jiang Yiran let out a hehe happily, seeing his indifferent attitude, he suddenly felt that his tall and glorious image shrunk into a villain, and he stepped on it effortlessly.

Or rather, it's not that it's effortless, it's that he doesn't care at all.

Jiang Yiran poured the corners of his mouth self-deprecatingly, laughing at his boring behavior.

The elevator was late, and Ningxia turned his head to Jiang Yiran, "Come here, don't you want to wait for the next shift, right?" ”

Seriously, she didn't suspect that he was reluctant to take the same elevator with Ye Zhaojue.

If he refused to ride, it would have been embarrassing to think about it......

Fortunately, he was more atmospheric than she imagined, "I'm in a hurry." ”

As the voice fell, the person simply appeared in front of the elevator door.

Ye Zhaojue pressed the open button with his hand, and only silently withdrew it after he came in.

Jiang Yiran glanced at it and lowered his eyelids casually.