Grabbing the clothes that had been roughly stuffed into his hands, the man slowly took them in, and then closed the door.

Cut off the muffled laughter.

Jian Chu hadn't gone far yet, and the soundproofing in the house wasn't so good.

The laughter clearly came into Jian Chu's ears, making her whole person feel bad.

I didn't even drink the soup, and went straight back to the room.

The man who was getting dressed heard a small sound of the door closing, and his movements paused slightly, followed by a few low laughs, and he was obviously in a good mood.

Get dressed and come out.

The room was unexpectedly gone.

The man turned his head sideways and saw two bowls of ginger soup on the table, and the smile on the corner of his mouth deepened a few inches.

Walk over, hold the bowl up, drink it at a moderate temperature, and take a big sip.

Then he picked up another bowl and walked to the door of Jian Chu's room, half-leaning against the wall, his voice a little lazy.

"You haven't drunk your soup yet, come out."

As he spoke, he bent his index finger and knocked twice on the joint.

There was no movement in the room, and Feng Yichen knocked twice.

"Don't drink it, you drink it." There was a girl's sullen, petty voice from inside.

The corners of Feng Yichen's mouth curled a little deeper, and he couldn't help smiling.

"I've drunk it, open the door, no one will buy you medicine if you have a cold."

As soon as he finished speaking, the door was slammed open, and the little girl in the room was glaring at him angrily.

took the bowl rudely, raised her head and drank all the ginger soup, which was a little spicy, making her subconsciously stick out her tongue.

Then he stuffed the bowl back into Feng Yichen's hand.

"No conscience!"

After that, it is time to close the door again.

Feng Yichen's palm was against the door panel, and Jian Chu used two forces, but the door did not move at all.

Obviously, the man doesn't look hard.

"Stop making a fuss, pack up and take you out to dinner."

Jian Chu snorted: "Don't eat, it's a hot day, and no one will buy medicine when you go out to bask in heat stroke." ”

Jian Chu learned what he had just said, and said in a strange way.

Feng Yichen lowered his head, supported the door panel with one hand, held the bowl with the other, and laughed lowly.

"Buy, not only buy, but feed you, okay?"

Listening to the indulgent and doting tone, Jian Chu's face suddenly turned red and he was a little awkward.

In fact, the man just said that, and she didn't know why she was petty because of this, which was quite naïve......

After perceiving his brain-dead behavior, Jian Chu exhaled: "I'll change my clothes." ”

After speaking, he closed the door again, this time Feng Yichen did not block it,

I took the two bowls to the kitchen, washed them and put them on the dish rack, and went back to the room to change clothes.

Xiao Yi's wardrobe is not small, and there are a lot of clothes in it, next to a large row of children's clothes, there are two or three poor men's clothes.

Feng Yichen changed his clothes, and when he went out, Jian Chu also packed up.

The little girl didn't wear makeup today, but when she went out, she brought a mask and sunglasses.

Feng Yichen glanced at the tightly covered face, was silent for a few seconds, and then withdrew his gaze and closed the door.

But for the first time in my heart, I was dissatisfied with Jian Chu's industry.

Not for anything else, just because he has to hide every time he goes out, which makes Feng Sanye very unhappy.

It feels like stealing the sun, and you have to carry someone on your back......

After going out, Jian Chu thought about it, took out another mask, and put it on Feng Yichen's face.

Feng Yichen: "......"

"Third master, you are more famous than me now, block it, otherwise it will be too dangerous." Jian Chu said very seriously and seriously.