"There's takeout, but I'm not hungry." Ji Xiubei said truthfully.

But when Yan Xi heard this, the taste changed.

Oh, my husband is so miserable!

Even if you live in a rough house, you have to eat takeout.

Mainly, if he didn't come over to accompany her, he could live in a villa at home and have someone to cook for.

He's so miserable, it's all because of her!

Once the guilt comes up, it is difficult to suppress it again.

She couldn't convince herself to let Ji Xiubei eat takeout no matter what.

Her husband's wife is so good at cooking, so how can her husband eat takeout?

The more Yan Xi thought about it, the hotter his brain became, and then blurted out, "No, I don't want you to eat takeout, I want you to go over and eat with me." ”

Ji Xiubei raised his eyebrows unexpectedly.

He was happy in his heart, but he was not as hot-headed as Yan Xi, but reminded, "Aren't you afraid that others will spread our scandal?" ”

Hearing this, Yan Xi nodded very sincerely, "I'm afraid." ”

Ji Xiubei: "......"

"So, you have to think of a reasonable reason." Yan Xi looked like he had been entrusted with a heavy task, and his eyes were full of expectation when he looked at Ji Xiubei.

If you can think of a reasonable reason, it is naturally good.

It's just that his original plan was that he sold miserably, which made the little girl unbearable, and took the initiative to invite him over for dinner in front of the public.

But now, things have turned out from his expectations.

For a while, he really couldn't think of a reasonable reason.

More than ten seconds passed without waiting for the man's answer, and Yan Xi's gaze began to show disgust uncontrollably.

Is it that hard?

Aren't you okay with everything?

Why can't it work now?

Don't you want to face the energy of the door-to-door secondment just now?

Although the little girl didn't say it, Ji Xiubei felt her disgusted gaze and couldn't help but laugh helplessly.

"Why don't you go back first? When I think about it, I'll go over? Ji Xiubei's tone of discussion.

From the time he closed the wheat to now, seven or eight minutes have passed, to say the least.

If she doesn't show up and doesn't make a sound, it will inevitably arouse suspicion.

"Then you have to think quickly."

Ji Xiubei's concerns, how could Yan Xi not know?

She chirped aggrievedly, and then walked to the coffee table, about to bend down and pick up the spice jar.

Ji Xiubei picked up the wheat, helped her pin it back to her waist, and said patiently in a tone like teaching a child, "Do you know how to explain this wheat later?" ”

Yan Xi stood still, let him help him, nodded, and said, "I know, it's none of my business anyway, and I don't know how to close it." ”

Hearing this, Ji Xiubei raised his eyebrows, which can be regarded as acquiescence.

The little fox is really getting more and more cunning.

Don't be a good wheat, Ji Xiubei took the initiative to take a few of the bottles and cans, and said, "You can't take it, let's go, send you over." ”

"Okay."

Yan Ximei agreed.

After opening the door, the two walked to 1801 opposite.

However, before they could take two steps, they heard the "ding" of the elevator and opened the door.

In the next second, the choreographer came out of the elevator.

Compared with the two of them, the choreographer was even more surprised, obviously he didn't expect to meet them just out of the elevator.

Finding that the choreographer was not followed by the filmmaker, Yan Xi quietly breathed a sigh of relief and asked with a blank face, "Miss choreographer, what's wrong?" ”

The choreographer came back to his senses when he heard this, laughed dryly, and said, "Yan Xi, why doesn't your Mai have a voice?" ”

Yan Xi instantly possessed the essence, and was even more dazed, and asked, "My Mai?" ”