Yan Jiyun felt that he must have been dizzy by Shui Han's anger, otherwise, with Shui Han's gobbling up eating method regardless of his image, he didn't feel annoying, but felt very interesting.

She is not pretentious, her every expression is so vivid and real, unlike those daughters and celebrities who always pay attention to their manners and do not forget to maintain elegance, the whole thing is a fake face.

Compared with them, Shui Han can only be said to be a mountain villager, but it is better than natural simplicity. In particular, her watery and talking eyes are clearer than the water of the lake, which is a color that has never been rendered by the great dye vat of society......

A large and a small figure sat facing each other like this, and Yan Jiyun also served a bowl of rice. Shui Han looked at Yan Jiyun's eating posture, and finally realized that he was like a savage, and he was a standard aristocrat.

But so what, I'm already two shijie people with him, so I don't have to follow his example.

Shui Han continued to eat without image, but she rarely picked up vegetables now, just buried herself in the rice. I'm sorry, I've already swept so many dishes, if she continues to eat like that, Yan Jiyun can really only eat white rice.

Yan Jiyun eats without talking, and eats without hurrying or slow. A 360-degree handsome man like him, even eating is so good-looking and pleasing to the eye, as if watching him eat like this is also a pleasure.

Shui Han sniffed, peeked at Yan Jiyun's face, and couldn't help but slander in his heart: Really, why is there such a big difference between people? He looks good in every move, he really doesn't look like a character in real shijie, how can a person be handsome like this? Like a god, or a monster?

Shui Han inadvertently flattened her mouth, Yan Jiyun understood the meaning of her expression, and her handsome face sank: "Are you scolding me in your heart?" ”

"No, no......" Shui Han shook his head again and again, and hurriedly lowered his head to pick up the rice. Can this man see through her heart?

"Heh, haven't you been haunted by the events of that night, and you have been secretly scolding me these days, right?"

Shui Han continued to pick up the rice, pretending not to hear. But isn't that tantamount to acquiescence?

And he was right! Yan Jiyun's face darkened, put down the dishes and chopsticks, and stared coldly at the person in front of him who lowered his head and gnawed on rice: "I only said this time, you listen well...... That night in the hotel, for a normal man, there is no right or wrong, just a matter of course. If it were me, you'd do the same. So, if you don't want to live on the streets, don't let me hear any more grievances, don't put a face on me. What I, Yan Jiyun, am most afraid of, is other people's faces. I can take you in, but that doesn't mean I'll tolerate everything you do. What to do, do you understand? ”

Mizuhan froze, and the action of chopping rice stopped, leaving only his mouth chewing, and his brain was trying hard to digest his words, but Zuihou she found ......

"I ...... I...... I don't really understand, what do you mean? ”

Yan Jiyun took a deep breath, feeling that his patience was about to be exhausted by this stupid person. How dull does her brain have to be? He said it so obviously that he still didn't understand?

"What I mean is that you are not allowed to mention the word qiang jian in the future, I didn't force you, it was just a misunderstanding! If you want to stay here, don't be angry with me, don't act like I owe you, I don't like to see a black face! Got it? This is Yan Jiyun talking to Shui Han patiently, and he has resisted the urge to go violent several times......

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