Yan Heng seems to have changed since that day, he is more attentive to promises than before, and he also looks at people more closely, always staring at them with a dead eye, as if he is afraid that he will disappear without a trace if he is not careful about his promises.

Promise also resisted and struggled, but in the end he couldn't do anything.

The promise gradually quieted down, Yan Heng knew that the promise was not a compromise, she just had no choice for the time being, once she found an opportunity, the promise would definitely stay away from him and hide in a place where he would never find it.

Yan Heng didn't dare to let down his vigilance, but he didn't want the relationship between the two to stalemate.

Yan Heng said one day that there was a surprise for Xu to see. Pulled her into the living room, and at a glance, Xu Xu found that the decoration in the room had changed.

The whole room is decorated in white and blue, and the decoration is very simple.

Xu Promise watched quietly, Yan Heng came behind her ear at some point, and said very excitedly: "I like it, I know that you like this kind of cold-colored room the most, I specially arranged for someone to redecorate." ”

Xu didn't speak, and Yan Heng didn't mind.

He pulled the man to the table in high spirits, opened the cover, and a sumptuous dinner appeared in front of Promise.

"This is what I made for you, I remember that you want to eat this dish the most, can you try it, does it suit your appetite?" Yan Heng said as he personally helped her pull out the stool.

The excited look is like a child waiting for a compliment.

Xu Yu saw the scalded blisters on his hands, and his eyes flashed slightly.

She sighed: "I don't like tomatoes. ”

Yan Heng was stunned for a moment, and sneered: "How come, didn't you like tomatoes the most when you were a child?" ”

Xu Promise looked at him seriously and said, "It's you who likes tomatoes, I actually hate tomatoes the most, but because you like them, I say I like them." ”

Yan Heng was slightly stunned, and then smiled again: "That's it, I didn't figure it out, you wait for me to cook you a few dishes you like." ”

As he spoke, he stood up and was about to walk to the kitchen, but he had not taken a few steps before he suddenly stopped.

What kind of dish does Promise like?

Yan Heng searched carefully in his mind, but found that the promises in his memory were his favorites, but he never paid attention to what he promised to really like.

Promise to see him like this to know what he is thinking, she may have been wronged before, but now she doesn't mind.

"Yan Heng, I still have a secret that I haven't told you, I hate cold-colored decoration the most!" Xu Promise looked at him again and said deeply.

"No, but you used to ......" Yan Heng still remembered the promise he made when he was a child, and once swore to himself that he liked cold colors the most.

Wait, no, he's the one who likes cool colors.

So for so many years, Promise has always been in line with his preferences.

Yan Heng didn't care about her before, and he didn't care about what she liked, he naturally put what he liked on her, but after so many years, Yan Heng couldn't remember the slightest bit of promised preferences.

But Promise has always known his preferences, and even she knows what his parents don't know.

Once upon a time, when they got married, they promised to arrange everything for him.

Sometimes he barely has to say anything, a glance passes, and promises a tacit understanding of what he wants and likes.

But what about him?

Recalling the past, Yan Heng froze in place, stunned.