"You girl, I'm embarrassed to ask me, what posture did you have just now? She doesn't look like a girl at all. ”

Yang Yuan jumped all the way from the kitchen door with an apron and a spatula, and slapped Zuo Anning's thigh with a palm, "Sitting, someone will come in a while, seeing you like this, you are going to embarrass my old face!" ”

"Shhh Zuo Anning gasped, shrunk his straightened legs, reached out and touched the place where he was photographed, but when he touched the greasy, he immediately wrinkled his nose and complained: "Mom, your hands are full of oil!" ”

"Who's going to come in a moment? Look at your nervous look, tsk......"

"Who else! Just a ......"

Yang Yuan glanced at her, and while answering her question, she walked back, and before she finished speaking, she was interrupted by a doorbell, she looked down at the apron on her body, and turned back to Zuo Anning, who was still looking at her mobile phone on the sofa, and shouted: "Ning Ning, hurry up and open the door!" ”

“...... Oh! Zuo Anning answered with a long tail note, lazily exited the video that was playing, and walked towards the door with his slippers.

"Calling me back on the big weekend, shouldn't you have secretly arranged something for me to go on a blind date at home?"

She muttered to herself, stretched out her hand to unlock the door, and as soon as she pulled out a third of the gap, she found that half of the body of the person standing outside the door felt familiar to her, and she reflexively took a step back almost like last time, and put her hands on the door, trying to close the door again.

Fang Yishui, who was outside the door, seemed to have expected her to have this trick, and before she pressed the door over, he had already stepped forward and slipped in like a smoke, and when he stood in the entrance, there was a loud "bang" behind him, and the door was slammed shut.

Yang Yuan, who was busy boiling soup in the kitchen, heard the voice and poked out half of his head and asked, "What's the matter?" Close the door so loudly? ”

"Aunt Yang, good morning." Fang Yishui tilted his body and beckoned to her, "Just now I didn't care about the strength to get started, and I was a little more vigorous when I closed the door, I'm sorry." ”

"Oh, you're here? I'm still thinking you'll have to be late! When Yang Yuan heard this, she immediately smiled, and the other party's account that scared her by the sound of closing the door was gone, and she waved her hand at the two people who were still standing in the hallway with a smile, "I'm still boiling soup, you sit down first." ”

"Ning Ning, why are you still stunned? Hurry up and let the family sit in the house! Don't forget to pour your tea! ”

Since Fang Yishui entered the door, Zuo Anning turned his face, looked at the white wall on the left, and swore not to look at him, at this time he heard Yang Yuan calling her, and had to make peace, and reluctantly took out home shoes from the shoe cabinet and threw them in front of Fang Yishui, and then went into the house to make tea by himself.

Seeing her look like she dared to be angry and didn't dare to speak, Fang Yishui couldn't help but hook his lips, quickly changed his shoes and followed.

The footsteps behind him followed, Zuo Anning pricked up his ears and listened, and returned to the coffee table in the living room, An An poured him a cup of tea in parts, but his heart kept turning a thousand times, and the scene she saw in the rain before leaving Paris repeatedly appeared in her mind, no matter how she shook her head, the scene always lingered.

She kept reminding herself that she didn't have to care about this matter, after all, she and Fang Yishui had no relationship for a long time, as Fang Yishui said, the two of them were just friends at most, why did she bother every time she saw him, like a mouse seeing a cat, like a great enemy?

Thinking of this, she shook her head fiercely, and the more determined she became, the more she had to bite the bullet and perfunctory, so as not to make people think that she cared much about her ex.

"What's wrong? Do you have a headache? Fang Yishui saw her squatting in front of the coffee table, lowering her head and shaking her head from time to time, and couldn't help but move over a little, stretching out his hand to probe her forehead.

Zuo Anning felt a dark shadow beside him, glanced at it, picked up the small teacup and handed it over, just touching the fingertips of his outstretched hand, "Ahem, your tea." ”

"Okay, thank you." Fang Yishui's movements paused for half a second, and he took the teacup according to her meaning.

Zuo Anning bowed politely to him, got up and sat on the single sofa next to him, in her opinion, it was the easiest to treat Fang Yishui in the way she treated customers.

She calmly picked up her mobile phone from the armrest of the couch, swiped it a few times, thought about it, and coughed dryly, "Ahem, you...... Uh......"

Fang Yishui was sipping tea, and it was rare to hear her take the initiative to talk to herself, her sword eyebrows raised her eyes slightly and floated over, and a bright light flashed in her dark eyes, "What's wrong?" ”

"Why are you here?" Zuo Anning grabbed the back of his hand, and finally asked the question in a loose tone.

"I usually come here to eat on weekends when I'm fine."

"Oh." She nodded and said no more.

The quiet atmosphere began to spread around the two, Fang Yishui slowly put down the teacup and looked at her slightly, "It's you, I heard from my aunt, since you came back from France, you haven't been back here much?" ”

"I'm busy with work, so I don't have time."

In the face of her "nosy", not only did she not refute the sentence "It's about your", but answered him so naturally, she couldn't help but become a little flustered.

He leaned forward slightly, his hands and arms propped on his knees, his hands were crossed with his fingers crossed, his eyebrows were lowered, and he asked, "Are you busy dating a man like that night......?"

"What date?" As soon as Zuo Anning heard it, he knew that he was talking about what happened in the bar that night, so he couldn't help but interrupt him, and glanced at him by the way, "I'm working, why are you talking so ugly?" ”

"Even if I'm dating, my taste won't be so bad, okay?"

"Your taste used to be not bad, but now it seems a little intriguing." Hearing her refute herself, Fang Yishui seemed to be greatly satisfied, and his lips rose, outlining an evil arc.

"......" Zuo Anning raised his eyes to look at the ceiling speechlessly, and caught a glimpse of the evil smile on the corner of his mouth, only saying that he was looking down on himself, and the corners of his mouth twitched and said, "I like it." ”

After she finished speaking, the mobile phone in her hand suddenly vibrate, she glanced down, and saw that it was Mo Xiaobei calling, just picked it up, and after hearing what Mo Xiaobei said on the other end of the phone, she walked away with a smile.

Fang Yishui secretly thought about what she just said, "If she likes it", while watching her back as she stepped on a cheerful step to open the door, he still remembered that every time he returned to their common rental cottage before, when the door was opened, she also ran towards him like this.

Now, her joy is turned away from her.