Yan Ruisen sat on the edge of the bed and looked at the lighter, who knew that the door suddenly closed outside.

Turning his head to look, he shouted Qiao Xiang again, but no one answered.

After about ten minutes, the door opened, Qiao Xiang came back from outside with a bag, and when she walked in front of Yan Ruisen, she squatted down, and there was an extra pair of men's slippers at his feet.

As soon as she went out, she went to the convenience store in the community to buy him slippers.

At this moment, the coldness in Yan Ruisen's eyes gradually dissipated, and the lighter was held in the palm of his hand, and he didn't show it to Qiao Xiang.

Qiao Xiang stuffed his slender and beautiful bony feet into his slippers, and then stood up, "Are you satisfied?" ”

Yan Ruisen smiled faintly, and when the corners of Qiao Xiang's mouth curled, he overlapped her with the one she had six years ago. This is his Xiangxiang.

"I'll take you to the hospital to hang water."

Qiao Xiang squatted beside his lap, his little white hand on his knee, tilted his face up, and looked at his slightly soft facial contours at this time.

At this moment, the atmosphere in the room is warm and nostalgic, Yan Ruisen unconsciously recalled that he lived in that house in New York with Qiao Xiang that day, he was career-minded, and he didn't go to the hospital if he had physical problems, he didn't care for himself, Qiao Xiang started a fire much more powerful than now.

Yan Ruisen misses Qiao Xiang who was angry at that time, and even if Qiao Xiang is angry now, he will not have a sense of coercion, and that kind of compulsion can only exist between lovers.

Yan Ruisen felt a sense of lack in his heart, and gently took Qiao Xiang's hand.

"The plane will fly to Hong Kong at 7:30 tomorrow morning, and it will be estimated that it will be 3 or 4 o'clock when I come back from the hospital, I want to rest, and I will go to the hospital after I arrive in Hong Kong tomorrow." 
After Yan Ruisen finished speaking, Qiao Xiang nodded and slowly stood up, "Then do you want to eat some supper and then sleep?" ”

"What's at home?"

Yan Ruisen also got up, wrapped his hands around Qiao Xiang's slender body, and rested his chin on her shoulder, "Speaking of which, you used to cook for me a lot, when do you have time, do you want to do it again?" ”

"Wait until you come back from your business trip." 
Qiao Xiang smiled and walked out of the bedroom.

went to the kitchen and rummaged through the refrigerator, Yan Ruisen walked out with his hands in his pockets, walked behind her, Qiao Xiang took out a box of quick-frozen dumplings at Wan Chai Wharf, "Can you just take a moment, I didn't come back this afternoon, there are no fresh dishes at home." ”

Yan Ruisen nodded.

Qiao Xiang spent twenty minutes cooking a bowl of dumplings for Yan Ruisen, and Yan Ruisen took another twenty minutes to eat them, his appetite was not particularly good, and he only ate more than half of the dumplings cooked by Qiao Xiang.

It was already early in the morning after washing, Qiao Xiang wanted him to sleep alone, and she went to sleep with Xu Hui, after all, it was a shared house......

But Yan Ruisen objected to this proposal and threw him directly, "Your behavior is the key reason for the disharmony between lovers." ”

She never spoke of him. 
When Xu Hui came back, Qiao Xiang didn't fall asleep, he pillowed Yan Ruisen's arm, and the sound of a man's steady breathing was in his ears, a little sweat oozed from his skin, and his fever was gradually receding.

Xu Hui was light when she opened the door, afraid of waking Qiao Xiang, who knew that when she changed her slippers, she saw a pair of well-made men's leather shoes.

“……”

Xu Hui was stunned for a long time and didn't come to her senses, looked up at the closed door of Qiao Xiang's bedroom, and seemed to understand something for a moment.

At this time, the door opened, and Qiao Xiang, who was wearing pajamas, walked out of it.

"He had a fever when he sent me back, and he had to catch a plane early tomorrow morning, and I saw that he was not feeling well, so I left him overnight."

Qiao Xiang explained the situation tonight in a few words, and he was indeed a little sorry for Xu Hui, so that a man could stay here, Xu Hui should be considered as a single girl first.

"No need to explain, I won't talk about you."

Xu Hui didn't mind this very much, but he was afraid that the second young master of the Yan family would not be used to living in her place.

The two of them rarely sit in the living room watching TV late at night, Xu Hui sees Qiao Xiang's insomnia, so she will naturally accompany her.

"I feel good about you guys now, why are you so sure, Yan Ruisen is just a temporary novelty to you?"

"Don't talk about it."

Qiao Xiang crossed his legs and looked down at the water cup in his hand, but Xu Hui turned her face with both hands and looked at her, "Have you ever thought that there may have been a misunderstanding back then, I thought about it carefully, I think if he was just playing with you, where would he spend all this thought, obviously everyone is uncomfortable and has to run all the way back from Hong Kong?" ”

Qiao Xiang didn't speak.

Xu Hui looked at her indifferent appearance, and was anxious, "I watched the hot searches yesterday and today, Yu Suyan is now hitting him with the idea, to put it bluntly, he wants to fly on the branch and become a phoenix one day with a fluke mentality, I said Xiangxiang, no matter what aspect you say, Yan Ruisen, you can't let go, it's not ridiculous to fall once in one thing, but you have to fall twice, both times let that woman snatch the man, you will become the first big joke in Huicheng!" ”

"You've thought enough."

Qiao Xiang slapped Xu Hui's hand away, put the cup in his hand on the coffee table, put on his slippers and went back to the bedroom.

Xu Hui lowered her voice behind her and shouted, "Xiangxiang, you pay attention to what I say." ”

Qiao Xiang grabbed the doorknob and turned around, blinked his eyes twice, and said calmly, "Yan Ruisen won't be interested in her." ”

……

The next morning, at six o'clock, the sky was just dawning, and Yan Ruisen had already gotten up.

Qiao Xiang has never slept deeply, and she woke up when the man pulled the quilt when he got up.

"I'm sorry."

Yan Ruisen leaned over and kissed Qiao Xiang's side face, and Qiao Xiang hooked his neck with his arms, this picture looked very warm.

"Is Xing Hui already here?" Qiao Xiang asked him.

"Downstairs."

"Hmm."

Qiao Xiang's cheeks flushed slightly. President Yan came back from a business trip for a week, didn't have breakfast with his son at home, and didn't even see Yan Jianan's noodles last night, but came to her for the night, which is really a fragrant thing.

"Baby, say you can't bear me."

Yan Ruisen kissed the corners of Qiao Xiang's mouth, raised his hand and stroked her red lips with his fingertips, and his eyes were full of deep meaning.

Qiao Xiang responded to him cooperatively, "I can't bear you." ”

Then the man let go of him, put his hands in his trouser pockets and stood upright in front of her bed, his thin lips faintly hooked, and let out a cold snort, "It's true that you don't call you when you say a love word. The bed is good, so don't talk about it later. ”

“……”

Qiao Xiang grabbed the quilt with both hands to block most of his face, leaving only a pair of eyes to stare at him, ashamed and annoyed.

The man in the suit had already turned around and threw her a faint sentence, "Let's go." ”

Xing Hui had already taken a taxi and waited downstairs, and was sitting on a bench under the tree smoking at this time, when he saw Yan Ruisen coming out of the building, he took off his cigarette butt and walked up.

Yan Ruisen threw him the key and waited for him to drive the car over.

A few minutes later, Xing Hui drove the brown Cayenne over, and Yan Ruisen had already finished smoking a cigarette, pulled the car door and sat in the passenger seat.

"Mr. Yan, yesterday I explained to Mr. Qiao about the things in Hong Kong."

The car was quiet all the time, and when he arrived at the intersection and waited for the red light, Xing Hui finally couldn't help but speak.

Yan Ruisen's car window was open, the hand holding the cigarette was on the edge of the window, and the other hand was holding the mobile phone, when Xing Hui said this, he still had no expression on his face.

Xing Hui knew that he was troubled, Yan Ruisen didn't let him do these things, he just felt that it was not easy for Yan Ruisen to have a woman he liked by his side for so many years, but in fact, Qiao Xiang was really as Aunt Lin said, and he didn't care much about Yan Ruisen.

Xing Hui is thirty years old this year, his education is not high, and people say that he relies on nobles to go out, Xing Hui met Yan Ruisen, a nobleman, five years ago.

As a driver for Yan Ruisen, he has no official position in the company, but in fact, Xing Hui's status in the company is still the same as Yan Ruisen's secretary Tan, and he is the closest and most trusted person around Yan Ruisen.

Yan Ruisen's significance to Xing Hui is not only his parents, but his life is also given by Yan Ruisen, so Yan Ruisen's matter, he subconsciously took it as his own business.

"She didn't say anything, she didn't ask, and I felt like I was rushing to explain it was a joke."

"Brother Yan, I don't think this Qiao Xiang is so simple, I guess she has experienced a lot before, this kind of woman ......"

Every time Xing Hui called Brother Yan, the topic he said was no longer in the scope of work, and when the car drove out again, his brows were already deeply furrowed, and the "Teacher Qiao" in his mouth before had also become Qiao Xiang who called him by his name.

"This kind of woman doesn't take her feelings too seriously, I'm afraid you're using your sincerity and energy in the wrong place." 
After Xing Hui finished speaking, he took one last look at Yan Ruisen and didn't say any more, staring ahead and driving seriously.

He also knows that Yan Ruisen usually doesn't like the people around him to interfere in his love life, and if he talks too much, he will be served by rolling words for a while.

Yan Ruisen finished his last cigarette, extinguished the cigarette butt, picked up pure water and drank a few sips.

Xing Hui glanced at him again, and at this time, Yan Ruisen was drinking water with his neck up, and Xing Hui saw the kiss marks on his neck.

“……”

Xing Hui sighed fiercely in his heart.

"You've put a lot of thought into her in a day."

The man next to him said a word lightly, Xing Hui reacted, and immediately cried with a sad face, "Brother Yan, don't say that, I don't dare to hit anyone's idea, I'm just ......"

"She's not as complicated as you think."

Yan Ruisen lowered his head and looked at his phone again, and just happened to come in a message, Qiao Xiang sent: I haven't cooked seriously for a long time, I'll try to do it next time you come back. Bon voyage.

The corners of his lips curled slightly.

The smile was fleeting, looking at the front window of the car, he said to Xing Hui, "Don't chew the root of her tongue behind her back, Aunt Lin is a woman, and so are you?" ”

Xing Hui's face was full of injustice, and his face twitched, "Come on, you can pet it." ”

"But she didn't ask me about it all the time, and it annoyed me."

“……”

……

After Yan Ruisen left, Qiao Xiang couldn't sleep anymore.

Lying on the bed and playing with his mobile phone, thinking of what Yan Ruisen said last night, after thinking about it, he sent him a message.

Yan Ruisen didn't reply to her, but she knew he saw it.

It wasn't until seven o'clock that Qiao Xiang got up, washed and dressed, bought breakfast and came back, ate some by himself, and left some for Xu Hui.

If Xu Hui works at night, she doesn't go to the newspaper until ten o'clock in the morning, and after Qiao Xiang stays here, she often takes care of her breakfast.

will also buy vegetables and come back to make them for her to eat, and if she doesn't do it well, she doesn't dislike it.

In fact, Qiao Xiang really wanted to tell Xu Hui that when I was in New York before, I was really good at cooking.