Turning back in a daze, there was a young face inside the open door, with slightly long chestnut hair and a black body. As I looked at him, he looked me up and down, then calmly withdrew his gaze, rocked his wheelchair, and walked backwards and turns.

"What are you doing standing stupidly? Come in and cook for me! "The tone is a matter of course.

Belch...... Cook?

He suddenly reversed again, took two hundred yuan from his pocket and handed it over, "There are no ingredients at home, you can go to the neighborhood and buy them and make them." Staring at the two red tickets in front of him, he took a deep breath and said in a calm tone as much as possible: "No need, if you don't mind, come to my house to eat." ”

He looked at me and said nothing.

I immediately thought of something, quickly swept his bent legs, and hurriedly said, "Wait a minute, I'm ready to bring it over." ”

When I walked out of the kitchen with hot noodles, I was stunned again.

One person in a wheelchair, in my living room, flipping in my hands......

"Eh, why are you messing around with my things?" Putting down the bowl on the table, he strode over and pulled the album he was looking through. These are my manuscripts, and when inspiration strikes, I scribble on the paper and organize them when I get back to the gallery.

I deliberately didn't close the door when I entered the door just now, I didn't think he would come in, and ...... There was no movement at all.

I saw him raise his eyebrows and snort softly, his expression suspiciously disdainful. The rolling wheel swept past me to the table, then pointed to the bowl of noodles and asked with a disgusted expression, "You went into the kitchen for a total of twenty-eight minutes and forty seconds, and you burned this?" ”

Is this kid still timing me? I grinded my teeth, and four words burst out from between my teeth: "Love to eat or not." ”

After I finished speaking, he finally pushed away the chair, straightened the wheelchair, and buried himself in eating.

Very few people can eat noodles like the one in front of them, every time they use chopsticks to roll up the noodles and then put them in their mouths, gently bite off, and there is almost no indecent "snort" sound. Because he lowered his head, the maroon bangs on his forehead hung down and half covered his eyes, but it did not damage his ...... Pretty. That's right, his facial features are very three-dimensional, his eyeliner is narrow and long, especially the skin, which is even fairer than mine, and there is a cyan stubble hidden on his chin, which adds a bit of masculine charm.

His fingers were a little itchy, gesturing on the coffee table behind him. For beautiful people or things, I have to rush down the animation, just give me half an hour, I can turn the scene of "handsome guy eating noodles" in front of me into a scene illustration.

Suddenly, he raised his head and crashed into my peering gaze, his eyes were so meaningful that I was embarrassed, but I heard him say, "The noodles taste good." The expression was completely different from the disgust just now.

tugged at the corners of his mouth, finally this kid still knows how to be polite, but the next sentence is: "Although your noodles are good, I don't want to eat them tomorrow, so I can buy some food, just braised pork ribs and steamed fish." "The tone is right, I am speechless.

His gaze turned to my hand, thoughtful.

was looked awkward, and couldn't help asking, "What's wrong?" ”

The corners of his mouth curled slightly, and his voice was beautiful and low: "Your right hand has been injured before, and you know some low-level defense skills. ”

Stunned, he subconsciously asked, "How do you know?" ”

He ignored my question and said, "You have a gallery downstairs, and you have a two-o'clock line activity between your home and the gallery every day; His father died early, his mother had remarried, and his family affection was relatively weak; There is a slight phobia, and the temperament is gentle on the surface, but it is actually untamed; It's your birthday, but I don't want to live alone; Because of the good looks, there is no shortage of suitors, including police officers, who received a bouquet of lilies during the day and were shelved in the gallery by you. You don't want this suitor. ”

At this point he paused, a dull expression appeared on his face, "That's it, it's too boring." Then he slid the wheels and moved towards the door, completely ignoring my stunned eyes. <