Early in the morning, an enticing aroma fills the air in the underground warehouse.

People who are still sleeping in bed are awakened by the constant smell of fragrance.

Zhu Dafu's sleepy insect was instantly blown away by the fragrance.

He wiped the saliva from the corners of his mouth, slumped his heels, and hurried into the restaurant.

A neatly arranged table of dishes immediately greeted his eyes.

Zhu Dafu subconsciously swallowed his saliva, and all kinds of dishes were dazzling.

How much time does it take to cook so many delicacies?

Zhu Dafu drifted uncontrollably towards the kitchen.

There was a man standing by the stove, a slender man who looked calm and indifferent under the black jacket.

There was a coldness in his eyebrows, and there was a hint of elegance in his skillful movements.

Serving the last dish with a spatula.

Hearing Zhu Dafu's footsteps, he just turned his face sideways, glanced at it lightly, then turned his face away and said nothing.

Lin Yincheng frowned almost invisibly.

With his eyes lowered, there was a faint disappointment in his cold eyes.

Zhu Dafu laughed dryly twice and patted his little liver.

was swept coldly by such a pair of cold eyes, and suddenly felt cold all over the body.

The gluttonous worm that was hooked out of the stomach kept chirping at the moment.

In the end, let his food defeat the cowardice in his heart.

Zhu Dafu rushed back to the room and washed up a few times.

Lu Qianzhe sat at the dining table with his butt and looked at it without a trace, surrounded by someone with low air pressure.

Lin Yincheng's lowered eyes were glowing with a trace of tired blood, as if he hadn't slept all night.

He couldn't help but touch his chin and squint in confusion.

It was fine last night, why wasn't it normal this morning.

This is a large table of dishes that can only be made without sleeping.

Could it be that he missed some wonderful gossip again.

Thinking of this, Lu Qianzhe's eyes shone with a layer of interest.

He glanced at Zhu Dafu, who was preoccupied with the food, and frowned slightly, as if to silently express his dislike.

If it weren't for this fat man, he would have watched a good show last night.

Lu Qianzhe pursed his lips and turned his gaze to Zhong Lingxin, who was belatedly late.

She also had a faint blue color under her eyes, and it was clear that she hadn't slept well like someone.

His eyes were erratic, and in a flickering moment, he secretly glanced at Lin Yincheng several times.

From the moment Zhong Lingxin entered the restaurant, a congealed aura spread throughout the room, and it seemed that even breathing had become shallow.

Lin Yincheng couldn't see anyone else at the moment, just stared at Zhong Lingxin tightly, his eyes rippled for a long time.

His face was calm and calm, without the slightest wave.

Zhong Lingxin's mood was a little delicate, and he coughed lightly to hide his embarrassment.

Those black and white eyes looked at her without blinking.

That look still looked a little resentful, as if she was the one who kissed yesterday.

Her eyes wandered, and there seemed to be a thousand words in her chest, but she couldn't say them.

The two looked at each other for a long time, but they were speechless for a while, and they didn't even know when the other two left.

Zhong Lingxin was so embarrassed that she didn't know where to swing her hands and feet, she looked up at Lin Yincheng, embarrassed and didn't know how to speak.

She looked away uncomfortably, her hands tugging at the hem of her clothes.

Such a man made her heartbeat beat inexplicably faster, and even her breathing was messed up, and she could only hide her inner thoughts with a weak heart.

Lin Yincheng's lips were pursed, as if he had eaten Coptis bitter gourd, and his lips and teeth were full of indescribable astringency.

His eyes trembled, and he only felt that there were thousands of ants biting between his heart and lungs, and the pain was unbearable.

Is he too anxious?

Now she didn't want to look at herself again.

He didn't know how he could have been so impulsive and act like that last night.

However, he does not regret it.

Hear that understatement coming out of her mouth.

By that time, his heart had become a mess, intertwined with fear and resentment.

Even if he knew she might avoid him, he would still do it.

At first, he thought that as long as he could be by her side, he would be fine.

Later, I gradually greedily wanted to hold on to that bit of warmth, and hoped for more.

And she just wants to be friends with him forever.

Now it became clear to him that the promise she had made was not what he had thought.

Her liking has nothing to do with Fengyue.

If she just wants to be a friend, as she wants, he just wants her to be comfortable.

Lin Yincheng's eyes darkened, and the light in his eyes suddenly dimmed, and there seemed to be a meteor falling inside.

He looked at the person opposite fixedly, his gaze stagnant, his knuckles slightly curled, faintly white.

At this moment, it seemed that a ball of dry cotton was blocked in his throat, and the words that were about to overflow were stopped deadly.

His lips quivered, and he couldn't speak.

Zhong Lingxin's eyes flashed with inexplicable emotion, and he cleared his throat in embarrassment.

She pursed the corners of her mouth and smiled at Lin Yincheng, and walked towards him without hurrying.

It's as if nothing happened yesterday.

She laughed heartlessly, paced slowly, and began to praise the breakfast day without sparing.

"Lin Yincheng, these dishes you make are really delicious. How did they finish eating, and there was so much left? ”

When he was about to stagger by a few steps, Lin Yincheng lowered his eyes lightly.

The surging emotions at the bottom of his eyes were all covered by him, and he struggled for a moment, his voice was a little depressed, and he said forbearingly:

"Spiritual, we ...... Let's always be friends. ”

He restrained the crazy and wanton growth in his heart, and could only use cooking to divert his attention.

And her indifferent expression slashed through his heart like a sharp blade, dripping with blood.

Zhong Lingxin's feet moved, and the words poked straight into her chest.

Her body stiffened suddenly, and she stood in place at a loss.

There was silence for a while, and his lips opened with some chapped lips.

"You...... Is it funny? ”

Last night, he unsuspectingly pushed her against the wall, saying that it was unacceptable.

After one night, did you change your mind?

Then her insomnia is not a mediocrity.

There was a sour rush in her heart for no reason, and countless inexplicable emotions slowly fermented.

A burning heat rose in his chest, and he couldn't spit it out or swallow it in his throat.

Zhong Lingxin came back to her senses, raised her eyes to look at him, and the emotions in those eyes were well concealed by her.

Eyes met in the air, like a silent wrestling.

Lin Yincheng's eyes as he looked at Zhong Lingxin's eyes were as complicated as a black hole, so gloomy that there was no end in sight.

The pair of white lips closed twice, as if the question was particularly difficult, making it difficult for him to speak.

After being silent for a long time, he brewed a sentence from his mouth that went against his will:

"Then I'll be a ...... Funny friends. ”

Lin Yincheng looked away, not daring to look at those clear eyes.

He stiffened his lips lightly, smiled for a while, and silently swallowed the indescribable sourness.

Zhong Lingxin lost his mind for a moment, but after he finished speaking, he reacted quickly.

After a while, a word came out of her throat:

"Good ......"

The moment he looked at her with a smile on his face, she also sank into his eyes.

She didn't know whether she should be glad that he was finally willing to accept it, or if she should be sad, he seemed to have let go.