"Can I stay and eat?" Li Jiaen's voice slowly became weaker.

It feels like I've been rubbing the rice in real place, and it seems a little bit bad.

"You have to ask Miss about this," Rong's mother said with a smile as she handled the vegetables in the sink, "I'm just a maid at home, and I only take care of the housework." ”

With her words, Li Jiaen turned his head and his pitiful gaze fell on Sang Ji, "Is it okay?" ”

Hearing this, Sang Ji glanced at her, "When did your skin become so thin?" ”

“……”

Li Jiaen, who felt that Sang Ji had something to say, retracted Chu Chu's pitiful expression in seconds, stopped paying attention to her, stood up and walked towards the kitchen, "Mother Rong, I'll help you." ”

"Okay." Rong's mother nodded and picked out the simplest ingredients for her, "Just wash these well." ”

Listening to the words, the only remaining tiredness of Sangi disappeared.

After stretching out her arms, she took out a notebook and a wedding dress design book from under the coffee table, and began to study slowly with the notes left by the previous owner.

A burst of incense came out.

Sang Ji stopped taking notes and looked up at the kitchen, through the hollow wall, he saw the two people smiling and communicating inside, and he couldn't help but raise a beautiful smile, and time seemed to stop at this moment.

-

Sanki habitually looked up at the clock hanging on the wall, the hour hand was at the five-level position.

Sang Ji turned her head to look at the entrance as usual, and suddenly as if she thought of something, she picked up her mobile phone and called Xu Jiamu.

"Hello?"

The other end of the phone rang for the third time, and a familiar and pleasant voice came out of the earpiece with several male voices that seemed to be discussing.

Sang Ji paused, "Are you in a meeting?" ”

When Xu Jiamu heard this, she lifted her eyelids and glanced at the employees who were still talking with their mouths open.

Receiving Xu Jiamu's eyes, they all shut up, and instantly fell completely silent.

Sang Ji curled his lips slightly, and he already knew the answer without waiting for him to answer.

"Hmm." Xu Jiamu finally answered truthfully.

"Well," Sang Ji also responded, "I called to tell you that you don't need to buy groceries, and Mama Rong is cooking dinner for us." ”

Xu Jiamu's eyes slowly softened, "Okay." ”

-

When Xu Jiamu came back, it was just when Rong's mother poured the last dish.

Four dishes and one soup, basically all of which are Sang Ji's favorite foods.

Xu Jiamu was carrying a transparent plastic bag with grapes in his hand.

Sang Ji put down the design book, got up and walked to the entrance with a sweet smile to take the things he was carrying, "It's time to eat." ”

Xu Jiamu changed into home slippers, raised her eyes and looked at Sang Ji, "Hmm." ”

Without letting go of the plastic bag, he walked into the kitchen to the sink, washed his hands and put the grapes in the basket.

The moment Rong's mother, who was loading vegetables on the stove, saw Xu Jiamu's move, she was inexplicably flustered, and wanted to put down the pot in her hand to grab his grapes and rinse them before bringing them out.

"Young master, let me wash it." Rong's mother said in a hurry.

Xu Jiamu didn't stop the movements in her hands, she didn't even look at her, and said softly: "No, you just set the bowl." ”

Xu Jiamu moved quickly, and in less than two minutes, the grapes were washed and packed in a draining basket, and after shaking twice, they were poured into a transparent fruit basin and put on the coffee table.

Sang Ji reached out and picked one into his mouth, and the seedless grape chewed twice and swallowed it with the skin, "It's so sweet." ”