Qiao Song's deep gaze was hidden in the warm light of the twilight.

Perhaps, that's a feeling called "home".

Only family members will tolerate and wait unconditionally.

They are the only ones who can comfort him when he is tired and tired.

Compared with the cold and cold big room before, even if it was just the presence of one more person, it made Qiao Song feel much warmer.

He used to spend time in hotels. The plane and the car are the places where he rests.

Whether he comes back here or not doesn't make much difference to Qiao Song.

But now, it's different.

Qiao Song was glad that he was irrational for the first time and brought her back willfully.

Yu Qianye didn't know what he was thinking, so he only nodded, "Has Mr. Qiao had dinner?" ”

"I've bought some ingredients and I'll make them together when you come back." The man sitting on the couch stood up and walked to the refrigerator on the small balcony outside.

When Yu Qianye lived alone, he rarely cooked by himself.

Either go out to eat or order takeout.

She really didn't expect that this man was still a homely type.

Yu Qianye thought about it, he had already neatly taken the dishes out and walked to the open kitchen.

Qiao Song tied a blue apron and rolled up his sleeves. Looking back at her, with a joking tone.

"Why, you still want me to do it alone? And then you eat ready-made? ”

“…… Good. Yu Qianye stepped forward.

She thought that this man was just putting on a show, but she didn't expect that he was really an all-rounder.

Yu Qianye couldn't help but admire his skillful movements a little.

After dinner, Qiao Song stood on the balcony.

The man tilted his head slightly, and then he saw her in the other room.

Very quiet girl.

The corners of his mouth lifted slightly, revealing a faint smile.

Yu Qianye also happened to sit there, leisurely holding her mobile phone to watch the live broadcast.

Feeling his gaze, she turned around and politely plucked her ears: "Mr. Qiao." ”

The man over there leaned his slender body and put his hands on the armrests. Dressed in a light gray casual shirt, he looks very casual.

Just after taking a shower, Qiao Song's short hair was still a little wet. It is refreshing and looks very refreshed.

It is very different from the usual look of suits and leather shoes, more leisurely and less severe.

"What are you looking at?" Qiao Song asked on the other end, and then smiled, "Did I disturb you?" ”

"No, it's just boring to look at it." Yu Qianye put away the phone and put it in her bag.

Even if it's not a topic, it's the most basic respect.

Qiao Song turned his head back and looked at the quiet sky, his gaze a little distant.

"Are you still used to living here?"

"Very good, thank you for your concern." Yu Qianye nodded.

"That's good. I'm afraid you won't be comfortable living. ”

"How could it be. Here I get up in the morning and have someone to make breakfast for me, and when I come back in the evening, I have ready dinner. Bed linen and bedding are changed once a week. Sometimes the clothes I change out are washed the next day and stacked neatly outside. ”

The two of them talking in the air seems to be a good feeling.

The evening breeze is cool and cool.

They speak rambling words and have no fixed theme.

Occasionally, there would be a cold scene, and there would be silence for several minutes.

But it does not prevent the harmonious and beautiful atmosphere between the two people, and the scene of talking happily.

It wasn't until a little past ten o'clock that Qiao Song looked down at the dial on his wrist.

He never felt that time passed as quickly as it did now, as if there was still a lot to say.