Cheng Lan's heart trembled slightly, and after a while, she pinched herself fiercely, and then raised her hand to wipe away the tears in her eyes, and the sourness in her eyes was instantly replaced by a resistant and firm gaze.

She walked back to the couch, deaf to the noises he had made, and continued to wipe her hair.

"Wife, can you open the door for me? I want to see you! ”

Wife?

Cheng Lan almost dropped her jaw when she was shocked by these two words, before, he always called Lan'er Lan'er, and never called her wife.

How could such two words suddenly come out.

But Cheng Lan still had a stomach in her heart: Who is your wife, will you think that I am your wife?

Cheng Lan bit her lower lip, held her breath, and raised her hand to cover her ears, not wanting his shouting to disturb her heart.

His shouting and knocking continued alternately for more than ten minutes, before finally disappearing.

Cheng Lan's heart was relieved, and she once again looked out lightly through the door mirror, and sure enough, the tall figure disappeared.

Now she completely relaxed, turned over and picked up the towel on the sofa to wipe her hair.

Just as she was about to dry her hair, the doorbell rang again.

Her heart twitched again, she ran over quickly, and when she saw the people outside, she patted her chest again, breathing a sigh of relief!

"Hello, I'm Flash Delivery, and the food you want needs your signature."

Hearing this, Cheng Lan sighed that their delivery was efficient, but she opened the door without thinking.

"Thank you....."

It's just that before another word of thanks was spoken, he saw that the courier brother was suddenly squeezed aside by a sudden figure, and when Cheng Lan and the courier brother didn't react, he pushed the door open with lightning speed and a powerful force, and his body rushed in.

Cheng Lan was stunned, raised her eyes to see him clearly, gritted her teeth and said, "Han Yichen, who let you in?!" ”

The courier brother saw that they knew each other, and because of Han Yichen's strong pardon aura, he ran away without letting Cheng Lan sign.

Cheng Lan came to his senses at this time, it turned out that he didn't leave at all, but hid in a corner, waiting for an opportunity.

"Lan'er ......"

Han Yichen leaned over while shouting, and suddenly hugged Cheng Lan a few steps away.

Cheng Lan wanted to struggle, but failed to succeed several times,

His strength was so great that he couldn't break free at all, and she finally stopped struggling, and stood there like a zombie, letting him hold her.

"Lan'er, right...... I'm sorry I ......."

Han Yichen pushed her out of his arms, stroking her little face with trembling hands, his eyes shining like staring at a rare treasure.

It's just that this light gradually fades with her indifferent expression and silence for a long time.

Han Yichen panicked.

He really hadn't seen such a Cheng Lan, she didn't cry, she didn't make noise, she didn't fight, she didn't scold, she didn't struggle, she just stared ahead indifferently.

"Lan'er, is your stomach better?"

Han Yichen could only find this topic to relieve his embarrassment.

Cheng Lan shook off his hand suddenly, completely ignoring his concern and urgency, and turned around to leave the living room.

Han Yichen's brows tightened, not knowing what she was thinking at the moment.

"Lan'er, you...... Don't go! He grabbed her, and his tone was rare and humble.

Cheng Lan's heart was sour, and she endured the emotion of turning over the wall and the sea at the tip of her heart and continued to remain silent.

"Lan'er, you speak, what's wrong with you?"

Cheng Lan shook off his hand again and said suddenly: "Don't touch me!" ”

After saying this, Han Yichen's heart was relieved, and at the same time, he rarely let go of her arm.

Half-loud, her unwavering voice was heard again.

"Han Yichen, do you remember what I said that night, when you went to Ikeer's and before you slammed the door and walked out?"

As soon as she finished speaking, that scene rushed into her mind again, it was difficult to ignore it, her eyes were inadvertently red, and she felt like her heart was pinched, and it was painful and difficult to breathe.

Han Yichen's thin lips moved, staring at her deeply, and he was silent for a long time.

Cheng Lan raised her eyebrows and looked at him, word by word, every sentence pierced her own heart.

"I said at the time, if you leave, don't expect me to deal with you in the future, so I'm telling you now, don't think I'm joking."

After gritting her teeth, she pushed him away violently in front of her, sat down straight towards the sofa, picked up a towel again and wiped the tips of her hair, although the surface was calm and regarded the person in front of her as air, but her heart beat suddenly faster, and her little face was crimson.

After bathing, she only wore a silk long-sleeved pajamas with a pink base and an orchid pattern, over-the-shoulder hair, strands attached to her shoulders, smooth forehead, without a trace of broken hair, from a man's point of view, she was like a contemplative girl-like shyness, full of fresh and bright temptation.

"Lan'er ......"

Han Yichen's Adam's apple slid up and down, his thin lips moved, and he whispered.

How he wished she could sit at the head of the bed and wipe her hair and smile sweetly at him like she had done before, but he knew it was impossible now.

And he also knew that she really didn't want to pay attention to him, because even though he had called her so many times since he entered the door, she had turned a deaf ear.

Thinking of this, Han Yichen's eyes were extremely gloomy, but he still stubbornly approached Cheng Lan and stepped forward to sit next to her.

Feeling the depression around her, Cheng Lan's brows tightened to catch the mosquitoes.

"Lan'er, can you say something?"

Cheng Lan was silent, then got up with a swish, picked up a towel and went to the bathroom.

After a while, she went straight to the refrigerator, picked up the ingredients, went to the kitchen, and made lunch.

Taking advantage of her time in the kitchen, Han Yichen had a calm face, glanced at the somewhat shabby two-bedroom apartment with disgust, and called out after a while.

Cheng Lan simply made a scrambled egg with green peppers, a vegetable and shredded meat soup, and then when she used a rice cooker to cook, she shook her hand and actually put more rice in it.

Ten minutes later, the smell of food wafted from the living room.

Cheng Lan sat at the dining table, eating lightly.

Han Yichen also sat down, looked at her, and whispered, "Lan'er, I haven't eaten a bite of room since last night, I'm hungry." ”

So what he means is that he forcibly broke in, consumed here, and asked her to take care of the food?

But thinking that he hadn't eaten two meals, she was actually angry in her heart, but thinking of the night when he said that she was ignorant and mean, her heart tightened again.

Thinking of this, she ignored him directly and ate the rice quickly.

The man's thin lips moved, he got up, and went to the kitchen by himself, and when he saw that there was still a bowl of rice in the rice cooker, his eyes lit up.

Because of Cheng Lan's amount of food, he has always been clear, and this bowl is undoubtedly reserved for him.

The corners of Han Yichen's mouth rose to hold the rice, and when he returned to the table, his eyes darkened again when he saw the scrambled eggs with green peppers.

Because he can't eat spicy food because of his stomach ulcer, Cheng Lan knows this.

After thinking for a while, he looked up at her and asked tentatively, "Lan'er, I can't eat spicy food?" ”

Cheng Lan didn't think much about it, and said as she thought: "Love to eat or not!" If you don't eat, you can go out! ”

As soon as her resentful words fell, Han Yichen was not brainy at all, but smiled at the corners of his mouth.

"Lan'er, you still ignore me!"

Cheng Lan's heart trembled, and then she realized that she was calculated by him again.

Thinking of this, she glared at him in disgust, and said in a cold voice: "Han Yichen, after eating, I want you to leave here, I don't want to see you at all now, if you don't leave, I don't mind calling the police." ”

After saying that, she pushed away the porcelain bowl, got up and prepared to go back to the room, ready to rest.

"Lan'er, do you have to stay here?" Han Yichen frowned and looked at her back and asked.

Cheng Lan didn't answer, and directly closed the door and went to rest.

And he didn't even continue to entangle.

Thinking of this, Cheng Lan was a little surprised, but she was tired, and she didn't want to think about anything now, she just wanted to sleep.

But she lay on the bed, closed her eyes, and what came to her mind was his back that night and his cold questioning voice, and she couldn't help but redden.

After a long time, her emotions calmed down, but she heard the sound of banging outside, and with the experience of the past, she suddenly thought of something?

Get up quickly and rush back to the living room.

Sure enough, when she went out again, she almost thought she was in the wrong place, because in the living room, the original sofa and coffee table were gone, replaced by a very wide sofa, or so to speak, a sofa bed, and an expensive woolen blanket on the floor.

After looking at the ground, Cheng Lan's eyes fell on the coffee table again, on which was placed a tablet computer that should have ET Peugeot, next to a few tall papers.

And Han Yichen was sitting on the sofa calmly talking to Lin Dong about the project.

Seeing this, a fire instantly burst out of Cheng Lan's heart, and she gritted her teeth and shouted: "Han Yichen! ”

Lin Dong heard the roar, glanced back at her, and then stood aside in a silent voice.

Han Yichen's mood did not fluctuate in the slightest, he got up and walked over slowly, reaching out to tidy up the scattered hair on her face, "Why don't you sleep more?" Did it make you noisy? ”

Cheng Lan slapped his hand away, took a step back, and asked in a deep voice, "Where is my sofa?" ”

He was not afraid of Cheng Lan's anger at all, and replied lightly, "Throw it away." ”

He was always like this, he was the only one, and the last time he didn't say hello to her, he threw away all the furniture in her school house

This time it's the same again!

But now the contents of this house are not hers, but her brother's, and since he can check it, doesn't he know that this house belongs to her brother?

Why did he do that?

But because of Lin Dong's presence, Cheng Lan held back her anger and asked in a deep voice: "That's my brother's sofa, why did you throw it away?" ”

Han Yichen's good-looking face was full of undisguised disgust, "It's too ugly and too small." ”

Cheng Lan couldn't hold back anymore and yelled at him: "It's too ugly and too small, that's not your thing, it belongs to my brother, you don't have the right to deal with those things!" ”

Han Yichen asked disapprovingly: "Since you know that this house belongs to your brother, why are you staying here?" You should come home with me! ”

Cheng Lan laughed angrily, "I'm already an adult, where am I, I have my freedom, I don't need you to worry about it, you get out of here now!" Get out! ”

After saying that, she took a deep breath and stepped forward to slam the documents and computer belonging to him on the coffee table to the floor......