Chapter Seventy-Two: A Taste of Home
Hearing a loud noise, a pile of drinks collapsed in front of Tang Yanran, Tang Yanran looked at the embarrassing situation in front of her in a daze, and didn't know what to do at all, at that moment, all the eyes of the people around her were focused on her, what kind of gaze.
Tang Yanran had no choice but to lower her head, squatted down and began to pick up things on the ground, but her face began to burn hot like a hot pot.
"Give." A soft voice came, and a slender hand handed something in front of her eyes, and the knobly jointed fingers, even if she didn't look at her face, Tang Yanran began to have a good impression of him.
Slowly raising her head, against the white light, Tang Yanran couldn't see the face of the person who came a little clearly, the only thing that was certain was that this man was tall and had a good physique, judging from the style of wearing clothes, he would naturally not be an ordinary person.
"You don't have to clean up, and someone from the supermarket will come back later." The man stretched out his hand comfortingly, trying to pull Tang Yanran up.
The man's palm was unusually warm, different from Duan Chen's coldness, Tang Yanran could feel warm just by touching it.
"Thank you" looked up at the man, Tang Yanran saw the appearance of this warm man, and Duan Chen were completely from two worlds, with only tenderness and warmth between his eyebrows and eyes.
But it was a little different from Ling Feng, although the man in front of him looked warm, Tang Yanran could still feel the kingly aura of this man from his eyes.
"Are you alright? The drink just poured down and scared you, right? The man's face was filled with a smile as warm as the sun, and he reached out to help Tang Yanran pick up the shopping cart that had fallen to the ground, and picked up things from the ground in the same way.
"It's okay, it's okay, it's just that I knocked these things down, I'm sorry." Tang Yanran smiled awkwardly, and with the help of the man, she finally cleaned up the things that fell on the ground.
The people in the supermarket also began to pile up drinks again, and the crowd of onlookers began to gradually disperse, without the gaze of others, Tang Yanran finally felt a lot more comfortable.
"You're not used to being watched?" The man had been observing this woman who was not good-looking, but still delicate, and his eyes were interested in his eyes.
Tang Yanran lowered her head and laughed embarrassedly, boredly sorting out the things in the shopping cart with her hands, "Yes, I hate strangers staring at me all the time, especially when there are many people, the feeling of being exposed to the sun is very bad." ”
The man smiled brightly, there was a smile between his eyebrows, even Tang Yanran, who was used to seeing a handsome person like Duan Chen, was suddenly captured by the man's smile, not to mention the people who went to the supermarket next to him.
Tang Yanran knew that it would definitely not work to stay in this place for a long time, nodded at the man, said goodbye with a smile, and turned around to check out.
The man smiled and looked at Tang Yanran who was leaving, a smile spread all over his handsome face, shook his head, and turned to leave.
At this time, how could they know that sometimes fate is so wonderful, and two people will be involved in the dark, and they have been entangled ever since.
Back in the apartment, it was still quiet, Duan Chen hadn't been back for two days since he threw her into the apartment, Tang Yanran didn't care too much, this kind of life was a little easier for her.
Living alone in such an apartment, without being disturbed by others, and without looking at other people's faces every day like in the Duan family, Tang Yanran even thought that Duan Chen would never come back.
Humming a song, Tang Yanran happily took out the wine in the refrigerator first, and then stuffed the things she bought into the refrigerator, but after a while, the refrigerator was full.
Tang Yanran hadn't cooked a few times before, she took out her mobile phone and followed the recipes she found on the Internet, and followed them step by step, and after nearly two hours, her efforts finally had some results.
The whole apartment began to exude an attractive aroma, making Tang Yanran feel as if she had returned to the afternoon when she was cooking at Ling Feng's house, which was extraordinarily comfortable and leisurely, but now that she thinks about it, she was still too innocent at that time.
Just when Tang Yanran finished the last dish, the door of the apartment was opened from the outside, and the hand that stir-fried the food paused for a moment, and soon she returned to normal, just as if she hadn't heard anything.
Duan Chen, who had just entered the door, heard the sound in the kitchen, originally thought that Tang Yanran had ordered takeout in the kitchen, but when he saw the woman remembering the apron and working in the kitchen, Duan Chen only felt that there was something wrong with his eyes.