Chapter 25: I'm not angry, I'm just hungry

As soon as she finished speaking, the doorbell rang.

Leaving behind Ma Menglian, who looked frightened, Tang Qianxu went to open the door and welcomed Wei Yuan into the house.

"Really? Do you know something? Ma Menglian followed her, and a gossip heart was difficult to calm down.

Wei Yuan entered the house and couldn't understand what they were saying.

But seeing that Tang Qianxu's face was full of blood and his eyes were bright, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

I'm afraid she's still as lifeless and weird as before.

Tang Qianxu closed the door and led them to Qin Siyu's house.

"I'm kidding you." She curled the corners of her lips and motioned for Wei Yuan to bring the fruits and snacks on the ground into the house.

Wei Yuan looked dazed, looked at her and Ma Menglian, and then looked at the building: "Qianxu, did you make a mistake?" ”

Doesn't she live on the second floor?

"Come in, you're not wrong."

Tang Qianxu didn't reply.

She still had two dishes to stir-fry, so she went straight to the kitchen when she went inside.

In the huge living room, only the dumplings are biting their tails and playing in circles.

I don't know if Qin Siyu is in the study or back in the bedroom.

Tang Qianxu didn't care about him, and only beckoned Ma Menglian to help in the kitchen.

Entering the house, Wei Yuan was still a little panicked.

This floor lives Qin Siyu, he knows.

The man's aura was strong and cold, and he didn't look like a good person to get along with.

Who would have thought that this would only be a long time! Tang Qianxu's girl went to someone's house to visit the door?!!

……

At eight o'clock, it was just time to start eating.

Wei Yuan and Ma Menglian helped set the dishes and chopsticks, and Tang Qianxu knocked on the door of the study.

Sure enough, Qin Siyu was in the study.

Located in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the moonlight outside the window, looking at foreign masterpieces.

Seeing that it was Tang Qianxu who came in, the man closed the book: "Something?" ”

His voice was cold, no different from the moonlight outside the window.

Listening to the tone, it seems to be a bit embarrassing.

Tang Qianxu gently closed the door, leaned behind the door, and did not dare to step forward.

After a moment of silence, she touched the tip of her nose: "That...... The meal is ready and ready to eat. ”

She also realized that she was a bit anti-customer-oriented.

didn't care about Qin Siyu's feelings at all, so he made his own decisions and cooked at his house.

Occupy the kitchen, but also occupy the living room, encroaching on his private space......

I didn't think about it before.

At this moment, being stared at by the man's cold gaze, Tang Qianxu sobered up a little.

She really floated...... I thought I had done him a small favor, so I got acquainted.

"Okay." The man narrowed his eyes, turned the wheelchair with one hand, and went to the bookshelf.

Putting the foreign masterpiece back on the bookshelf, he turned around and walked slowly towards Tang Qianxu: "Let's go." ”

"Qin Siyu, are you angry?"

Tang Qianxu didn't move, still leaning behind the door, without the slightest intention of giving way.

The man was stunned by her question.

After a while, he frowned suspiciously: "Why are you angry?" ”

"Am I not being too self-conscious? Occupy your living room, kitchen, encroach on your private space......"

Tang Qianxu's face was slightly embarrassed.

The more I talked, the more I lost confidence, and I wanted to find a crack in the ground to get into.

Qin Siyu looked at her.

In fact, for what she did today, he really should be angry.

Not only angry, but also angry to chase people away.

But he didn't.

Regardless of whether Tang Qianxu took it upon himself to occupy his kitchen, or directly brought his friends to his house for dinner...... He was always at peace, not angry at all.

Just now, when I read that foreign novel, I saw a certain plot, and I was a little angry.

"It doesn't matter."

He opened his lips again, turned his wheelchair, and slowly walked to Tang Qianxu: "I'm not angry, I'm just hungry." ”