"Don't have a favorite dish?" Qiao Yichen glanced at the rice bowl in front of me.

"The food is delicious, I've just lost weight recently." I lied casually.

"It's good for you to do that." Qiao Yichen sandwiched a ball of anchovy shrimp and put it on the plate in front of me.

There was a row of black lines above my head, and I highly suspected that I was not a creature of the same dimension as Qiao Yichen: "I'll go to the bathroom." ”

I got up and walked out of the private room, and the waiter was standing outside: "How do I get to the bathroom?" ”

"Walk through the flower gallery and turn left."

"Thank you." It's really beautiful here, with wisteria hanging from the eaves of the flower gallery, and dense clusters of flowers.

I came out of the bathroom and saw a small piece of vetiver iris not far away, the moonlight dyed the indigo flowers with a layer of silver floating light, Ye Xi liked the vetiver iris very much.

"Miss Jing likes irises?" Zhen Shu didn't know when to walk to me.

"Hmm." I turned my head - Zhen Shu's long hair fluttered and she was dressed in white, and she had a friendly smile on her face.

"The flower language of the veinroot iris is to believe in love, which is very romantic...... Zhen Shu stroked those beautiful flowers and said faintly: "I thought it was ...... Sanshao won't find a girlfriend before he gets married......"

"Huh?" Zhen Shu's words are very inexplicable, if you don't look for a girlfriend before you get married, do you want to find it after you get married? With a woman's super sixth sense, and the way Zhen Shu looked at Qiao Yichen just now, I speculate that Zhen Shu likes Qiao Yichen. But she's very good at controlling her emotions, at least not making people feel too bald. I just wanted to explain to Zhen Shu that I was not Qiao Yichen's girlfriend at all, and a call came in my phone. I thought it was Qiao Yichen calling, but I didn't connect: "Miss Zhen is missing." ”

When I returned to the private room, I was already serving desserts – ginger milk, blueberry yam puree, and bird's nest stewed with red dates.

"Where did you go in a while?" Qiao Yichen put a bird's nest in front of me with some dissatisfaction: "Eat this." ”

If I had to choose for myself, I would definitely eat ginger and milk. However, in view of my good tutoring, I could only accept the kindness of others and silently ate a small half bowl of red date bird's nest.

"What does your hand doctor say?" Qiao Yichen's gaze fell on my gauze-wrapped hand.

"It's not a big problem, just go to the hospital every day to change the dressing." The wound on the hand hurts faintly, but the shoulder doesn't hurt much after the cast.

"I see." Qiao Yichen nodded. What does it mean for him to know, and what does it mean?

Although I was full, the ginger juice was so tempting that after a few bites, I ate myself.

Qiao Yichen asked the waiter to come over and pay the bill, and the waiter bowed politely: "Sanshao, this young lady has already settled the bill." ”

Qiao Yichen was a little surprised and raised his eyebrows at me. I immediately said, "Mr. Qiao saved my life last night, and I should have this meal." ”

"Huh?" A smile appeared on the corner of Qiao Yichen's mouth: "Shouldn't the grace of saving lives be promised by yourself?" ”

I smiled calmly: "Mr. Qiao really likes to joke, I can't afford to climb high." ”

"I'm not a kid big guy." Qiao Yichen picked up the blazer on the back of the chair: "Let's go." ”

Qiao Yichen drove the car directly to the downstairs of the apartment where I lived, and I unbuckled my seat belt: "Thank you, Mr. Qiao, for sending me back." ”

"Why don't you invite me up for a cup of tea?" Qiao Yichen's tone was very casual.

"It's too late, it's inconvenient." I graciously declined his offer.

"Just because it's too late?" Qiao Yichen pressed my shoulder with his hand, and his hand pinched the plaster, and I didn't feel anything. Qiao Yichen's hand paused: "How did you do it?" ”

"I went to the hospital and got a cast on it." Qiao Yichen's eyebrows were knotted, I didn't know what he said that he didn't like to hear, which made him unhappy.

"So serious?" Qiao Yichen didn't let go: "What did the doctor say?" ”

"It will take a week before the cast is removed, and then it seems that I still need to do rehabilitation." I remember Yang Chengjin told me so.

"Take a break." Qiao Yichen's eyebrows were still locked.

"I know." I opened the car door and got out of the car: "Good night, Mr. Joe." ”

"Good night."

Qiao Yichen actually replied with a good night, I hope he is still the same as before, because this is a bad signal - he seems to really want to chase me. But what was his purpose in doing so? The first time I saw Qiao Yichen, I knew that he was the kind of person who was very deep in the city, and he had already been labeled as a dangerous person. I, a woman who is in the middle of the road and runs a Fengyue place, really has nothing to calculate for him, right?

I went home and took a shower carefully, and when I lay down on the **, I was too tired to sleep. The thought of causing Qiao Yichen such a big trouble really hurts his brain.

Probably I didn't sleep too late yesterday and I woke up at eight in the morning. Suddenly I wanted to eat red bean porridge, I remember that Yang Chengjin bought some miscellaneous grains, but I didn't look at them carefully. I opened the cabinet, and there were really little red beans. I washed the red beans and rice, cooked the porridge in a pressure cooker, and then went to wash.

When I came out of the bathroom, the kitchen was already filled with the smell of rice porridge. I tossed a few slices of toast into the toaster and cut a few more pieces of fruit. I had just filled a bowl of porridge when I heard someone ring the doorbell.

Who will it be so early? I wiped my hands on my apron and went to open the door. When I saw through the door mirror that the person standing outside was Qiao Yichen, I was really a little overwhelmed. When I was still hesitating to open the door for him, Qiao Yichen rang the doorbell again.

I had no choice but to open the door: "Mr. Joe? ”

Qiao Yichen came into the room and glanced at the apron on my body: "Cooking?" ”

"Hmm." I nodded.

Qiao Yichen was really not polite at all, sat directly at the table, and tasted the red bean porridge on the table: "It's not bad, it's just a little too sweet." ”

I'm not going to make it for him, I'm cooking a porridge myself, and I can't tell how much sugar to put in it?

"You also eat quickly, and I'll take you to the hospital to change the dressing after eating." Qiao Yichen picked up the toast and ate it: "I have a meeting to attend at 10:30. ”

Qiao Yichen: Which one is this singing? I don't think I said let him take me to the hospital. Besides, he didn't make my injury, and he really doesn't need his love to flood to such a point: "If you have something to do, go and get busy, it's no problem for me to change the dressing." ”

"I didn't come here early in the morning to hear you say these polite words." Qiao Yichen looked at me steadily: "You don't need me to remind me once a day that I'm pursuing, right?" ”

"Mr. Qiao, we are really not suitable...... "There is definitely a barrier to communication between me and Qiao Yichen, I thought that I had refused enough yesterday, but I didn't expect him to really not listen to a word.