Chapter 129: It's Me......

Although she is indeed a few years older than Feng Qinyu.

But I don't think any girl wants to be said to be older.

Seeing that Jian Chu suddenly turned around to cook, Feng Yichen's brows twisted slightly, and he didn't understand why she was suddenly unhappy.

Turning his head to see Feng Qinyu still standing beside him stupidly, he waved his hand impatiently.

"Go on TV."

Feng Qinyu blinked, a little stunned by the command, but still obediently went back to the living room.

Jian Chu's skills are actually good, and when he used to be free, he would often cook for himself and make some delicious food.

I made a sweet and sour short rib and sauerkraut fish for the two, two stir-fried seasonal vegetables, and the meal was served.

She deliberately picked up three pairs of dishes and chopsticks, but Feng Qinyu didn't eat them, and she no longer lived in the living room, probably going back to the room.

"Third master, won't your sister eat it?" She asked, confused.

"She ate it that night." Feng Yichen sat at the dining table, looking at the table full of dishes, the corners of his mouth slightly hooked.

Jian You sighed, didn't continue to ask anything, and sat down to eat.

During the meal, the meal was very harmonious, and the two didn't say anything.

Jian Chu found that Feng Yichen had a good appetite and ate more than at noon.

After eating, Jian Chu cleaned up the table and washed the dishes in the kitchen.

Feng Yichen was still sitting at the dining table, and he didn't know when he lit a cigarette.

When Jian Chu came out again, he held a plate of fruit in his hand, watched him smoke a cigarette, and handed the fruit over.

"Smoking is not good for your health, eat more fruit."

Seeing that the crystal clear fruit on the table in front of him was cut into small pieces, Feng Yichen's eyes were deep, and he raised his hand to extinguish the cigarette in the ashtray.

After that, prick a piece of apple and put it in your mouth.

It's sweet......

Jian Chu smiled when he saw this, wiped his hands, and said to Feng Yichen: "Third master, then I'll go back first." ”

After speaking, directly, walk in the direction of the entrance.

Feng Yichen looked at the girl's back, his eyes were slightly dark, he threw the fork back into the fruit bowl, and stood up.

"I'll send you."

Jian Chu refused with a smile: "No need, I'll call a car, soon." ”

Feng Yichen frowned slightly, and his voice was slightly deep: "Wait." ”

After speaking, he went upstairs without refusal.

Leave Jian Chu standing there, neither to go, nor to stay.

Within two minutes, I saw that the man had come down again, and he had already changed his clothes.

Walked to the door, changed my shoes, took the car keys and went out.

Jian Chu was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly followed.

When the car drove away from the villa, Jian Chu came back to his senses and was a little embarrassed.

obviously came to repay the favor, but in the end, she had to ask the big guy to send her home.

"Third master, what do you want to eat next time, just call me directly." Jian Chu felt that he had to be sincere.

Feng Yichen glanced at her sideways and hummed lightly.

Along the way, the atmosphere was very quiet, and no one spoke.

Until the place, the car slowly stopped on the side of the road, and Jian Chu unbuckled his seat belt and got out of the car.

Then he bent over and smiled at Feng Yichen from the car window: "Third master, pay attention to safety." ”

Looking at the girl's crooked eyebrows, the corners of Feng Yichen's mouth hooked slightly: "Go up." ”

Jian Chu nodded, and then staggered into the alley.

Seeing the girl's back disappear into the night, Feng Yichen started the car and left.

Jian Chu lowered his head, looked carefully at the puddle on the ground, and walked in the direction of his home.

Suddenly, a large hand reached out from her side, grabbed her wrist, and led her to the side of the wall.

This change frightened Jian Chu's hairs stood up, and the screams that broke out of his mouth were blocked by a big hand.

"It's ...... me"