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"You've never cooked at home?" Bai Qimeng asked while lying on Yan Weiming's lap looking at his side face.

Yan Weiming shook his head.

He's not good at cooking, and he doesn't like strangers either, so there's basically no one home except for a cleaner who cleans every week.

The kitchen is just a furnishing for him, let alone using it, he won't even look at the kitchen.

Usually because he works all the year round, he goes out early and returns late, he is very tired, and when he gets home, he either washes and sleeps or stays up late to work overtime, and if necessary, he eats in a restaurant outside or asks Zhou Lin to bring him.

Coupled with the early death of his parents, he already didn't know what it was like to be at home.

For him, this home is just a place to rest and sleep.

"Nope." It seemed that Yan Weiming's answer had been expected for a long time, and Bai Qimeng looked at the TV screen silently.

Also, Yan Weiming doesn't seem to be the kind of person who can cook at home. It's just that this home is really much more deserted than she imagined.

If it weren't for Yan Weiming by her side at this time, I'm afraid she would really suspect that this place would be haunted if she was left alone here at night.

"Hungry? Do you want me to ask Zhou Lin to buy dinner? Bai Qimeng suddenly felt a little hungry, and when he was about to speak, Yan Weiming took the first step to ask.

"Don't bother him, I'll call it myself! But can I get takeaway here? Bai Qimeng became worried as soon as she picked up her phone.

In such a high-end community, I don't know if the security guard at the door will let it in.

"You ask him to deliver it to the door, and I'll go out and get it." Yan Weiming thought for a few seconds before speaking.

Bai Qimeng nodded and turned on the phone.

There are many kinds of takeaway software, and Bai Qimeng finally decided to order a few home-cooked dishes for a long time.

"Yan Weiming, I'm going to buy something tomorrow." After ordering takeout, Bai Qimeng suddenly spoke as if she had thought of something.

"What to buy? Do you want me to have someone come with you and get it for you? Yan Weiming said, and planned to take out his mobile phone.

"No, no, no! I just wanted to say that you have a lot of space in your kitchen, and it's not good to just leave it there, and then I want to buy some kitchen utensils and cook a meal for you. ”

Bai Qimeng immediately stopped Yan Weiming's movements and finished this sentence very seriously.

Yan Weiming was stunned for a moment, and a strange emotion quickly surged up.

After so many years of loneliness, he has long been unfamiliar with the feeling of home.

Suddenly, one day, there is such a person who breaks into your heart and makes you experience a lot of things that you have never felt before.

"Are you alright?" Bai Qimeng saw his somewhat stunned expression, and hurriedly stretched out his hand and shook it in front of his eyes.

"Okay, I'm waiting for the big meal you made!" Yan Weiming's words trembled unconsciously, and his eyes looking at Bai Qimeng were like a tumbling sea, but that sea was full of tenderness.

The two of them chatted sentence by sentence, and half an hour later, the takeaway finally arrived, and Yan Weiming stood up and prepared to go out.

"Come back soon! I'm hungry! Bai Qimeng sat on the sofa and said loudly to Yan Weiming, quite like a child waiting to be fed.

"Okay, I'll be right back." Yan Weiming smiled, changed into shoes and went out.

The sultry feeling of the night dissipated, the breeze blew gently, and Yan Weiming walked briskly on the path.

In an instant, Bai Qimeng was the only one left in the huge living room.

The sound of the TV echoed in the villa, and the central air conditioning had also been started, and the indoor temperature was just right at this time, Bai Qimeng laughed unconsciously.

Come back soon!

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