He rarely saw Yi Qian laughing.

Since this reunion, the two have only seen each other three times, the first time he rushed to the hospital to visit his sister, sweaty and embarrassed, she seemed to be doing a routine physical examination in the hospital, and was obviously surprised to see him.

After that, I went to the ward with him, and when I came out of the ward, the two found a café and talked.

The second time was at the club, and I didn't say a few words in total.

Today is the third time.

But the first few times she was an indifferent royal sister, even if she didn't talk to him on top, but there was also inexplicable pressure, how could she have laughed so happily like now?

Even when she was a child, she was like this, other children were noisy, and she stood aside with a disgusted face, watching them play like a group of fools.

"What are you looking at? Let's eat, it'll be cold in a while. ”

Yi Qian put away her smile, rubbed his head again, and then began to eat her own food.

The warmth above her head receded, and Fufeng pursed her lips, and then she answered and continued to eat.

Yi Qian observed it and found that his appearance when he was dining was exactly the same as when he was a child, such things as upbringing and temperament were imprinted in his bones, and he was already a teenager when the Fufeng family lost power, and the general habits had already been formed.

Just looking at his demeanor, everyone will definitely think that he is the noble son of which family.

During the meal, Yi Qian turned on the TV, which was playing a cheerful variety show, and the sound from the TV perfectly concealed the subtle awkward atmosphere between the two, and the floating wind, which was still a little nervous, gradually calmed down.

Maybe the food was too delicious, or maybe the environment made him feel at ease, in short, he ate too much before he knew it.

Touching his slightly bulging stomach, Fufeng embarrassedly stopped his chopsticks.

"Let's have some soup."

Yi Qian handed over the sweet soup at the right time.

After eating too much spicy, Fufeng felt that his tongue was a little numb, and after taking a sip of the soup, he felt much more comfortable.

"Thank you, it was a great meal."

He was sincerely grateful.

Yi Qian's smile was shallow, but her eyebrows and eyes were soft, "You're welcome, I'm happy to satisfy you." ”

Fufeng was a little embarrassed, but suddenly his eyes were fixed on something.

Her rice bowls and plates are almost clean.

If you eat something spicy, it will inevitably be stained with chili oil, but it is not.

In other words, she probably didn't touch any of the four or five spicy dishes today!

Because of the nervousness, Fufeng, who barely looked up during today's meal, was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously looked towards the dish.

He eats almost all the spicy dishes, and he seems to only have one or two chopsticks in the vegetarian dishes, but now only a small half is left.

She only ate light vegetarian dishes, so these spicy dishes he loves are specially prepared for him?

My heart jumped, and the floating wind was inexplicably a little cramped.

"Have you eaten well? Then you come with me. ”

Yiqian noticed the change in his expression, but instead of asking, she stood up.

Fufeng snorted, and he stood up with a mess in his heart, but then he felt a warmth in his wrist.

Yi Qian took his hand again, and the two of them walked upstairs together.

Push open a room, and when you see what's inside, Fufeng's attention will be sucked away.

"It's ......"

He was taken aback, and unconsciously walked forward.

Yi Qian let go and followed behind him.