"yes, what's wrong?" Jian Ange didn't know what Xue Qing'er wanted to say, his dark eyes looked at her, quietly.

"Oh, nothing? What were you looking for? She sneered as she put the letter behind her.

"I'll see if there's anything missing!" Jian Ange picked up the key again.

Xue Qing'er's face turned red all of a sudden, and she beckoned to him as if evading: "Then I'll go first!" ”

Behind him was the sound of the cabinet opening and closing, and Xue Qing'er's heart was pounding. Was he looking for her letter? She hasn't put it in yet, he just keeps looking, keeps looking?

After making it clear that Jian Ange was Mr. Ai, Xue Qing'er looked at him with an extra layer of meaning, and often this extra layer of meaning would be destroyed by Tian Ying's intrusion from time to time.

"Qing'er, what are you doing?" Tian Ying carried a bucket and a mop in one hand and came over.

"Cleaning!" Xue Qing'er was wiping a window pane, she had been wiping it for a long, long time, until the piece of glass was polished by her so bright, clear, and clear, that she couldn't even see a piece of glass here.

"You're too serious about doing things, you can just deal with it casually when you work in a restaurant, or you'll be very tired!" Tian Ying said, and heard the back kitchen over there shouting for dinner.

She hurriedly wiped her hands with a rag, then raised it and asked Xue Qing'er if she wanted to wipe it.

Xue Qing'er glanced at the black rag, remembered the last time the cloth was covered on Li Chengbin's face, and couldn't help but quickly shake her head: "No, I'd better go to the pool and wash my hands!" ”

With that, she ran to the kitchen sink and was rubbing her hands when she saw another pair of white and slender fingers stretching out.

The hands slowly approached hers, as if they had been electrocuted, and she quickly withdrew them, dripping water from their wet hands.

When I raised my eyes, I saw two rows of long eyelashes, and the eyelashes were raised, and the black eyes below were like deep pools, and the eyes were shining with waves, as if I could see through my heart at a glance.

"Let's eat!" Jian Ange smiled, and reached over with one hand, pulling her towards the table where the food was placed in the back kitchen.

The warmth of her palms made Xue Qing'er shake her head for a moment, she seemed to see the boy who had written a lot of letters to her, holding her hand and smiling at her, and then the letters were talking about all kinds of things she had recently encountered.

"You two just came, my rice has already started to eat, the chef's fried side dishes are very good today, especially delicious, Qing'er, you have to eat more, or else, it's not good to always be so thin......" Tian Ying picked up her small porcelain bowl, took a few mouthfuls of rice into her mouth, and then followed Xue Qing'er's face until she saw the hand she and Jian Ange were clasping.

Xue Qing'er seemed to be seen through, and immediately reflexively withdrew her hand from Jian Ange's hand.

She was scared and didn't dare to look at Tian Ying, because, the boy next to her was likely to be Tian Ying's intended person, and she was just a ghostwriter for those letters, and Tian Ying and Jian Ange were the heroes and heroines.

Tian Ying saw that she was shy, but she just pursed her lips and smiled.

Jian Ange obviously noticed the change in the girl next to him, he walked to the dining table, and looked back at Xue Qing'er: "I'll help you cook, okay?" ”

"Hmm." Xue Qing'er nodded, and Jian Ange picked up Xue Qing'er's pink porcelain bowl, passed it with the water from the boiling water bottle first, and then went to serve the rice.

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