That time, as soon as she had dinner, she was not very happy on her face. [Full text reading. 】

Qiao Sinian could see at a glance that she was careful, and just moved the chopsticks and knocked on the back of her hand.

"What's wrong? Unappetizing? Well? ”

Ye Jiaqi shrank his hand and took two mouthfuls of rice.

"No, that's good."

He snatched her bowl: "Just tell me if you have anything to say, I don't like to beat around the bush." ”

Ye Jiaqi was still silent.

Joss Nian's brows furrowed, and Sen's cold gaze swept over her.

"Actually, I want to eat hot pot," she said further back, the lower her voice became.

She was afraid that he would be upset.

Joss chuckled.

"Why didn't you say it earlier, I want to eat it too."

"Really?" She almost jumped for joy.

He stood up, took his coat from the hanger, and took her hand as if he were holding a little cat.

"Hmm. Let's go, I'll take you out to eat. ”

That night, he took her out to eat hot pot alone.

She was in a particularly good mood and ate a lot.

Joss didn't eat much, and he spent most of his time watching her eat.

She chattered and talked to him as she ate—

She said that a boy in the class had a fight with the head teacher today, she said that the class leader and the life committee member fell in love, and she said that under the osmanthus tree on the first floor, there was often a cute kitten recently

She spoke, and he listened.

He never interrupted her, nor did he express much of an opinion.

Ye Jiaqi didn't know if he liked to listen or not.

After eating the hot pot, the smell on the body is quite strong.

She smiled and rubbed beside him: "Master Qiao, can I help you wash your clothes?" It's as a reward for you to accompany me to eat hot pot. ”

"Huh?" He glanced at her, "Okay." ”

Ye Jiaqi was stunned, hey, she was just polite, how could he still take it seriously.

Where will she do the laundry?

That night, Josnian was not in a hurry to go home, but walked with her on the street for a long time.

The winter nights in the capital are bleak and cold.

The wind was blowing.

She walked beside him, not feeling cold at all, and sometimes bouncing in front of him.

Joss Nian's pace is steady, but he does not restrain Ye Jiaqi.

When she made trouble, he slightly hooked the corners of his lips.

They really had to walk a long way that night under the streetlights.

That night, she was really noisy, and it was rare to be so happy.

Every time she was with him, no matter how long she walked, she didn't think the journey was short.

Tonight and night, regardless of the return date.

Putting away the memories, Ye Jiaqi sandwiched a piece of ribs.

The ribs were delicious, but she couldn't taste anything.

After taking a bite, there was really no taste, and she simply put down her chopsticks.

A large pot full of hot pot, steaming.

White smoke rose and filled the table.

She silently watched the heat, tears still hanging on her face, her eyes empty and misty.

The waiting process is long.

At seven o'clock in the evening, there was a knock on the door.

"Knock" sounds, it's like knocking on the heart!

Ye Jiaqi was very sensitive and quickly jumped out of bed.

Today, and especially in the evening, she was shrouded in the shadow of a knock at the door.

But now, there was a knock on the door.

"Mr. Ji?"

"It's me." A faint male voice sounded outside the door.

Ye Jiaqi's hand was on the doorknob, trembling slightly.

As soon as the door opened, Ji Qinghan took off his scarf.

"Miss Ye, excuse me."

"It's foggy outside?" She saw that he was dusty, and the tips of his hair were damp.

Ji Qinghan nodded: "Yes, it just got foggy, it's not small." ”

"It's cold, come in."