When Su Huan returned to the dormitory, it was already afternoon, she had booked the relevant air tickets and determined the relevant itinerary, and also mastered the time, and it was okay to arrive in that city in the evening, because the show started the next day, rehearsed in the morning, and recorded in the afternoon. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Su Huan gently bought vegetables on the coffee table, then walked over and carefully pushed the door open and entered.

Song Yifan is still sleeping, the quality of this sleep is really good, Su Huan smiled.

Su Huan looked over, Song Yifan lay quietly on the bed with his pillow hands and fell asleep peacefully, his eyes were closed, and his long eyelashes were cast down, and there was a shallow shadow. The black hair was scattered, slightly messy, but it looked a little sinister. A few buttons on the white shirt were loosened, and he faintly looked at the strong muscles, and the corners of his mouth smiled slightly, and the beautiful man who was sleeping quietly and sleepingly looked at him like a crown of jade.

What a beautiful painting, Su Huan sighed, people seem to have a weak innate resistance to beautiful things, looking at him sleeping soundly, Su Huan thought what kind of dream he should be having, otherwise why can he smile in his dreams?

She looked at it for a moment, then got up and closed the door softly, she took the vegetables into the kitchen, and then closed the door.

Half an hour later, Su Huan opened the door of the room again, she walked over, stretched out her hand and slowly pushed Song Ivan, but there was no response.

Su Huan pushed again, and suddenly, a big hand suddenly grabbed her hand, Su Huan was surprised, and broke free of his big palm like lightning.

Song Yifan slowly opened his eyes, and his thick and dense eyelashes suddenly opened, like a small fan.

He raised his ink-like black eyes to look at her, and then slowly opened his lips: "Morning." ”

His voice was hoarse when he had just woken up, but it was also full of his characteristic lowness.

Su Huan laughed out loud, she pointed out the window, the sun outside the window was warm, it was already afternoon: "It's not early, it's afternoon now." ”

Song Yifan followed her finger and looked out the window, then turned around and came back to his senses, only to remember that he had been sleeping at her place since the morning. Song Yifan, who came back to his senses, gave a faint "oh".

Su Huan stood up and said, "Get up, boss, you haven't eaten since morning, I'll make you something to eat." ”

Song Yifan sat on the sofa in the living room, looking at Su Huan standing in front of him in the kitchen busy, Su Huan explained: "I haven't eaten for a long time, it's better to eat some soup and water, it's suitable for eating some noodles on an empty stomach, I didn't put the noodles early, because I was afraid that they would be rotten, but the soup is ready, you sit and wait for a while, I'll put it in now." “

After finishing speaking, Su Huan was shocked to realize that he had said too long words, and Song Yifan might not be able to understand, she looked at him and asked: "Can you understand what I just said, I am learning Korean, and I will probably know seven, seven, eight, eight, or I will tell you in Korean." “

Song Ivan shook his head: "I can understand, you don't have to speak Korean, and you will speak Chinese when you are alone with me in the future." ”

Su Huan still asked: "Why?" ”

Song Ivan leaned back on the sofa, and then said coldly: "Because, I may not understand your Hangul." ”

Su Huan was stunned for a second or two, and then said angrily: "Boss, you are such a shocking person." ”

Song Yifan couldn't help but smile as he watched Su Huan turn around and start making noodles again.

A few minutes later, a bowl of hot clear soup noodles was served in front of Song Yifan, the noodles were hot and had an attractive aroma, there were some green vegetables on top of it, a few slices of radish as white as jasper, covered with white noodles, sprinkled with some green garlic sprouts and coriander, and there was a beautifully shaped egg next to it.

Song Yifan looked at the bowl of noodles in front of him, this was the first time he had eaten Su Huan's cooking, a warm smile rose on the corner of his mouth, and then raised his chopsticks.

The warm noodles and vegetables are tumbling in the appetite along with the soup, which is hot and warm, and the aroma is overflowing, making people feel strangely warm.

Su Huan looked at Song Yifan on the other side eating fragrantly, and then breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, the boss didn't dislike it, she cooked averagely, and she was afraid that he would be picky and wouldn't eat.

Putting down the empty bowl, Song Yifan looked at Su Huan with a smile, and praised without hesitation: "It's delicious." ”

Su Huan smiled: "It's okay, I look disgusted every time I cook, Xiao Zhao always says it's okay, I can barely eat it, you give me a very high evaluation, but I am self-aware." Ha ha. ”

Song Yifan looked at Su Huan and didn't speak. Su Huan looked at him and found that he was looking at her again.

Feeling that something was wrong, Su Huan hurriedly got up, picked up his bag, and said as he was very busy while walking: "I called the driver, it should have arrived, let's go, boss, we still need to rush to the airport, the time is very rushed." ”

Song Yifan watched Su Huan open the door with his bag, opened the door and stood by the door waiting for him, as if he was in a hurry, he couldn't help but laugh and shake his head, and then he stood up and walked out with Su Huan.

Arrived at the city where the variety show was recorded, it was already night, the program team arranged a vehicle to pick up Song Ivan and Su Huan back to the hotel, when they arrived at the hotel, after Su Huan determined the itinerary, he sent Song Ivan back to the room, and when he was about to turn around and leave, he was grabbed by Song Ifan's arm, and he frowned at her: "Why are you avoiding me?" “

This woman is really not an exaggeration to say that she is fickle, and she is fine when she makes noodles, but after that, whether it is in the car or on the plane, or after getting off the bus, she can keep her distance, and it used to be like this, but now he feels more serious, is he saying something wrong? What's even more excessive is that on the plane, she actually booked a first-class cabin and an economy class, and she actually ran to the economy class to sit, sitting 108,000 miles away from him. When he got off the plane, he asked her viciously why she was so far away, and she raised her head with an innocent face, just a short distance, there is no need for me to do first class, it's too wasteful, I'm saving money for you, boss. He gritted his teeth and asked, "What if I need it?" She looked puzzled, just two hours, what do you need? If there is, there are well-served flight attendants in the first class.

Look at what she said, as if she was unreasonable, Song Yifan's eyebrows seemed to be frowning to screw a fly to death, and when she looked back at her, she found that a certain lady didn't know that he was angry at all, and jumped up and down to get her luggage, and then called to ask about the relevant arrangements of the pick-up staff to determine what passage to take, as if she was the only one who was busy.

Then whether she went back to the hotel or in the car, she sat in the co-pilot, leaving him alone in the back seat, he couldn't bear to get angry, because of the presence of the program team staff, she also turned her head to him with a smile and said to him, he was alone in the back seat, and he could stretch his arms and kick his legs.

Song Yifan looked at her, not angry all the way. In the past, Su Huan would avoid him, but he avoided him like a surprised rabbit, with no technical content and full of loopholes. But now he suddenly found that she had actually begun to change her strategy, just like this journey, she always explained with a smile on her face, so that he couldn't get angry when he smiled at her. It feels like I'm getting angry and making a fuss. After all, what she said was the Tao, and everything was for his sake.

When sending him back to the room, he politely asked the hotel staff to send his luggage to the room, and then gave him the room number, Song Ivan glanced at the room number in her hand, and it was actually two floors apart.

He asked her in an unkind tone, "Why is your room so far away from me?" ”

Su Huan's expression seemed to be very inexplicable as if his question was very inexplicable: "Boss, you are the presidential suite, there are only one or two rooms on the top floor, have you ever seen any assistant who lives in the presidential suite??" “

Song Yifan looked at Su Huan's expression of course, he raised his eyebrows, glanced at her, and felt more and more that this woman was avoiding her at all.

Su Huan told him the floor and direction of the elevator he found, and Song Yifan simply said, "I can't find it." ”

"No, there are hints on this floor." Su Huan was strange.

"I can't read Chinese!" Someone responded angrily.

"......" Su Huan was a little speechless. Chinese is about to become the boss of most Chinese, and at this time it is said that I can't understand Chinese again. Su Huan wanted to roll his eyes, but held back again. I had to say, "Okay, I'll take you." ”

When he arrived at the door of the presidential suite on the top floor, Su Huan helped Song Yifan open the door, and then spoke quickly: "Boss, rest early, see you tomorrow." After speaking, Su Huan planned to turn around and leave, but suddenly found that Song Yifan quickly grabbed her arm.

Su Huan almost wanted to look up to the sky and sighed, she turned her head and looked at Song Yifan's face: "Boss, what's the matter?" ”

Sure enough, someone went berserk: "Why are you avoiding me?" ”

Su Huan replied: "I don't, I've been working and contacting the program team all the time, haven't we never been separated?" ”

None of them had ever been separated, okay, he had to ask her clearly.

Song Yifan tried to pull Su Huan into the room and close the door to question her.

Unexpectedly, Su Huan hugged the door frame violently and couldn't get in, completely ignoring how ugly his posture was.

Song Yifan looked at Su Huan with anger, he gritted his teeth angrily, and popped out word by word: "I just want you to talk to me about why you are avoiding me, why are you like this, as if I want to do something to you?" ”

Song Yifan looked at Su Huan still holding the door frame and didn't let go, and then glared at her and said, "No matter what, it's not like we haven't had a good time!" ”

said it like a tongue twister, but Su Huan still held on to it, and said, "I'm really acting normal, boss, don't get me wrong." Besides, how did we go that night, didn't I say it was a mistake, we both forgot?"

Song Yifan looked at Su Huan, but said in a low voice: "But I haven't forgotten ......"