Yan Tian's afterglow kept following Feng Tingshen's two long legs, and as he approached, he became nervous, until Feng Tingshen sat a meter away from her, and then calmed down the tension.

Sister-in-law Zhao knew Feng Tingshen very well in terms of food, and when she saw him sit down, she quickly went into the kitchen to make a cup of coffee, and returned to the living room and said to Feng Tingshen: "Young master, your coffee." ”

Feng Tingshen didn't speak, Sister-in-law Zhao put the coffee on the low table in front of Feng Tingshen on the sofa, and left the living room and entered the kitchen.

Yan Tanran, who was also in the living room, looked at the coffee a meter away, the rich aroma of coffee lingered on the tip of his nose, and looked at the man who was leaning on the sofa and looking at his mobile phone with his eyes leisurely.

I saw that his face was indifferent, and he didn't know what was in the phone, his eyes stared at it without blinking, and his eyes shuttled between the coffee and his handsome face, and he couldn't help but look at the mobile phone in his hand.

But I couldn't see anything.

Yan Tianran put down his sleeves to cover his elbows, then put the nightdress skirt down to cover his knees, put the alcohol and cotton swabs back in the medicine box, peeked at Feng Tingshen, and saw that he was still looking at the mobile phone in his hand with his eyes down just now.

Lifted the box, left the position, and put the medicine box back where Sister-in-law Zhao took it out, but after taking a few steps, Yan Tanran felt as if there were a pair of eyes staring at her on her back.

It made her very uncomfortable, and her intuition felt that the eyes on her back were as deep as Feng Ting, but thinking of what kind of eyes he looked like he was sitting on the sofa, she thought it was impossible.

She walked forward again, and there was the feeling of being stared at from behind, and her eyebrows furrowed, and she didn't like it, so she stopped and turned to look.

Feng Tingshen stared at her, obviously staring at the mobile phone in his hand, and couldn't help laughing in his heart. She is too sensitive to Feng Tingshen, and Min feels that the slightest wind and grass will be connected with Feng Tingshen.

She turned around again, and the feeling of being stared at from behind rose again, and Yan Yanran didn't bother to pay attention to it, and put the medicine box in its original place.

Turning to look at the man on his phone, he walked past him, through the living room, and into the dining room. After a pause in the restaurant, Sister-in-law Zhao hadn't finished the meal yet, and she would rather be with Sister-in-law Zhao than face Feng Tingshen.

Moreover, after being in the study just now, she really wanted to know what Sister-in-law Zhao said in Feng Tingshen's study. Yan also thought about it, maybe Sister-in-law Zhao wouldn't say anything.

But curiosity drove her to know. So Yan Tanran entered the kitchen, and Sister-in-law Zhao was stirring the porridge in the casserole with a spoon, and when she saw Yan Tanran entering the kitchen, she hurriedly put down the spoon and walked to Yan Tanran.

"Madam, why did you come in?" Sister-in-law Zhao put her arms on her arms, "Madam, you are not in good health, I will help you go out and sit and rest for a while, and there are ten minutes of porridge, and I will serve it to you." ”

Of course he won't go out, if he goes out and goes back to the living room, he will face the secretive Feng Tingshen, sitting at the dining table alone, and feeling very embarrassed, it is best to stay in the kitchen.

"Sister-in-law Zhao, I want to eat kimchi, I'll get some myself." I was embarrassed to tell Sister-in-law Zhao what I was thinking, so I found an excuse to eat kimchi.

Sister-in-law Zhao heard her say that she wanted to eat kimchi, and hurriedly said: "I made kimchi, I will get some for you to eat, come to Mrs., I will help you go out to rest." ”

"I want to make it myself, I haven't eaten my own kimchi for a long time." ”

Yan Tanran insisted on making kimchi by herself, but Sister-in-law Zhao saw that she insisted, so she didn't insist on letting her go out to rest, moved a stool and put it behind Yan Tanran, and let her sit and make kimchi.

Feng Tingshen in the living room, when Yan Tianran walked past him, his lowered eyes lifted from the screen of his mobile phone.