Chapter 42: Does What You Say Count?

He Yanyi did not leave her room, but sat on the sofa next to the bed and kept looking at her.

You may be afraid that this is just a dream, and you may wake up as soon as you wake up from the dream.

It was as if he had had this dream many times, and he woke up with a smile, but when he reached out and touched the bed on the other side, it was cold, and his heart was cold at that time.

At this time, he was sitting on a single sofa, with his legs bent, his hands on it, and his head resting on the back of the chair.

He opened his eyes suddenly, with a look of horror in his eyes, his gaze wandering, as if he was looking for something? It wasn't until he saw the woman sleeping soundly on the bed that his panicked expression disappeared.

He Yanyi raised his long fingers with distinct bones and pressed his eyebrows, and sighed softly, such a sleeping position was uncomfortable, and his whole body hurt.

But the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, he took a moment to take a look at the watch next to him, it was already seven o'clock in the morning, he stroked his face, and then stood up.

He left her room and went to the kitchen to make her breakfast.

When Xia Mian woke up and saw the sunlight inside, she sat up and stretched. Her life is finally back to normal, and she doesn't have to be as flustered as she was some time ago.

So at this time she was in a good mood, picked out a white skirt to change into, her long straight black hair was draped over her shoulders, and she put on high heels of the same color and carried her things downstairs.

When she arrived on the first floor, she could smell the aroma of food, she pursed her lips and smiled, she didn't expect He Yanyi to be able to make a Chinese breakfast.

She left the trolley case in the hallway and walked into the dining room.

The décor of the restaurant is very much in line with the taste of the place, and it is very stable, and the table is covered with a plaid cloth and breakfast on it. It's her favorite shredded chicken porridge, and there are some side dishes.

It's all she likes to eat, she raised her eyebrows and smiled.

"He Yanyi, how do you know that I like to eat these?"

He Yan helped her pull out a chair, then sat opposite her, and said softly.

"This is what I like, so Miss Xia likes it too?"

Something tsundere, why can't you just say it? I'm doing this for you.

Xia Mian didn't think much about it, thinking that it might be a coincidence, these were the ones that the old lady sent last time, maybe he really liked it.

She cocked her orchid fingers and pinched the spoon, scooped a spoonful and fed it to her mouth, it tasted good, just to her taste. So I couldn't help but look up at him, he was wearing black pajamas, bowing his head and drinking porridge.

It looks elegant and looks good.

She was surprised that she had the same preferences as him, after all, she had a completely different personality from him.

After breakfast, He Yan got together and cleaned up the dishes.

Xia Mian wouldn't do these things, so she didn't pretend anymore, and stood at the kitchen door, watching him wash the dishes around his apron, and she wanted to laugh a little.

You must know that a man like him is a powerful figure, but he is so homely, he should be very fond of women!

"He Yanyi, I'm leaving, we finally don't have to stay together every day, aren't you very happy?"

He Yan's action of washing the dishes paused slightly, but it was only for a moment, and soon he returned to normal.

Seeing that he hadn't replied, Xia Mian pouted angrily.

"Goodbye!"

She turned around and walked out of the kitchen, and the moment she turned around, He Yan turned his face and watched her walk away step by step.

In fact, he wanted to say, "Xia Mian, you said you wanted to marry me?" Does it still count? Stay with me, okay? ”