Yang Fan hooked the corners of his mouth and called her gently: "Xingchen." ”

Ying Xingchen raised his clear eyes to look at him.

"I'm sorry, I was thinking about something else and got distracted. The noodles are delicious, really, thank you Xingchen! ”

Seeing that Yang Fan had returned to his usual appearance when he got along with her, Ying Xingchen's frowning eyebrows finally relaxed, "What are you thinking?" ”

Yang Fan's eyes flickered for a moment, and then he smiled faintly, "What else can I think about besides the question of physics?" ”

Ying Xingchen pursed his lips and nodded, "Well, too." ”

"Okay, I'm done eating, do you want to wash the dishes for you?"

"No, I invited this meal, just leave it to me."

"Well, okay then. I'll go back first, and thank you again for your noodles and your cooking skills. With that, Yang Fan stood up.

Hearing him suddenly say that he was leaving, Ying Xingchen's heart couldn't help but tighten. She regretted it a little, and she had let him stay here to wash the dishes.

But in the end, she still pretended to be relaxed and casually accosted: "Okay, go back, bye-bye." ”

"Bye-bye." After speaking, Yang Fan left alone lonely.

Ying Xingchen finished eating noodles with a slightly lost mood, and after putting away the dishes and chopsticks, he walked into his bedroom. She glanced around the bedroom, and suddenly noticed that the position of the small tablet had changed, it was on the bedside table, but now it was on the bed.

Ying Xingchen picked up the small tablet and slid the screen, and Yi Shuyan's handsome face appeared in front of him again.

Did Yang Fan see this photo? Is it possible that he is jealous? Thinking of this, Ying Xingchen's mood couldn't help but get excited, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously rose.

But when she thought about it, she felt that the possibility that he was eating her jealousy was very low.

Although they have always had a good relationship, his friendship with her is only between friends, classmates, and brothers and sisters.

More precisely, she is like a bosom friend who fits his heart, a person who will foolishly accompany him to repeat the same experiment over and over again until it succeeds; Someone who would listen carefully to what he had to say about all things physics; Someone who understands what he's saying, who knows what he wants.

She was glad she was able to be that person because she liked him and always liked him.

Ying Xingchen lowered his eyes and looked at Yi Shuyan on the tablet, then stretched out his index finger and clicked on the screen a few times, deleting the photo.

In my world, there is only you, and everywhere you look, you are everywhere.

In a palatial hotel box, everyone met and exchanged a few words of greeting, and then sat down one after another.

Yi Shuyan raised his eyes and looked at everyone who participated in this dinner, the other family came Shen Jianjun and his wife and their youngest daughter Shen Qianyu, and on his side was his father Yi Donghai, mother Zhuo Xinling, Mrs. Yi and himself attended. Compared with ordinary dinners, Yi Shuyan felt that this was more like a blind date dinner.

In the ancient society where Yi Shuyan once lived, marriage events have always paid attention to the orders of parents and the words of matchmakers. But he had already passed the weak crown at that time, but he had not yet married a wife, so because he had always been lonely and arrogant, and had no interest in love, he put the matter of marriage on hold again and again.

His parents can arrange a well-matched lady for him, but he is talented, superb, and even more sophisticated.