has lived two lives, Qiao Tianxia is not a person who easily regrets it, but this night, she has secretly regretted it several times.

She regretted that she had just made an impulsive request for a relationship, although it was only three months, but her mood in the past 30 minutes was like a roller coaster, and she was brought up and down by this man.

Wouldn't it be nice to talk to him about regret now?

Probably seeing her entanglement, Fu Jinchuan said goodbye very decisively after eating, and except for the sudden kiss just now, he didn't make any other excessive movements.

Sending him away, Qiao Tianxia looked at the empty room, frowning in annoyance, it's only three months, let's take one step at a time.

was very different from her sorrows, the man who left had one hand in his pocket, and the other hand was carrying a leftover packing bag, and his thin lips were raised high, showing that he was in a good mood.

Although he had something on his mind, Qiao Tianxia slept well, and the next day he finished freshening up and was about to go to the set, when he heard the beep of his mobile phone.

picked up the phone and glanced at it, she stroked her forehead speechlessly, sure enough, she knew that she was impulsive last night, and she shouldn't have promised something on a whim, and now she was entangled.

The text message, of course, was from her "new boyfriend", telling him to wait for her somewhere near his residence.

Coming to the designated place with a sad face, she saw Fu Jinchuan's black Maybach stopped there from a distance.

Before he could get closer, the door slid open, revealing the man's black trousers.

She glanced left and right a few times, and quickly flashed in.

"Fu ......"

She was ready to have a showdown with him, and then rescinded the agreement, and when she went in, she found that it was not Fu Jinchuan, but his assistant Cheng Kuan.

"Miss Qiao, Mr. Fu asked me to give this to you."

Cheng Kuan is also very distressed, is he a dignified assistant, why did he ask him to do these things early in the morning?

Qiao Tianxia took the bag in his hand and guessed that it was breakfast in it.

"Assistant Cheng," she said euphemistically, "The crew provides breakfast, and you don't have to make a special trip to deliver it in the future." ”

Is it what he wants to send? Is he forced to be good!

Cheng Kuan also wanted to roar, but reason made him squeeze out a smile.

"Miss Qiao, this is Mr. Fu's heart, you use it slowly, I'll go first."

Seeing him drive away, Qiao Tianxia dialed Fu Jinchuan's phone.

No, she had to make it clear.

The phone rang only once and was connected, and the man's penetrating voice sounded in his ears: "Have you eaten breakfast?" ”

"Fu, Jinchuan ......"

She had just spat out the man's name when she heard him say in her ear, "Today is the first day of our relationship, and I'm sorry I couldn't bring you breakfast personally." ”

"It's okay," she paused, grabbing the bag in her hand: "I said yesterday that I don't like the kind of relationship between couples who want to stick to each other 24 hours a day, thank you for your breakfast, don't use it next time." ”

There seems to be something wrong, what about a good showdown?

"You want to thank me again, huh?"

Qiao Tianxia's little face turned white, remembering the sudden kiss last night, and then she was taken crookedly, forgetting what she should have said.

"Nope." She decisively cut the line, as if the other party would crawl over along the airwaves a second late: "I'm going to the set, hang up." ”

Looking at the bag in her hand, she sighed, and opened it in line with the principle of shameful waste.

Breakfast is very simple, a bowl of shrimp dumplings and a bowl of longan red bean purple rice porridge, she picked up the post-it notes on the lunch box, there was no word on it, only a stroke of love.

It is hard to imagine that this kind of fleshy show of love is from Fu Jinchuan's hand.

However, imagine that a man is seriously drawing a loving heart, her heart is like porridge in her hand, warm and a little sweet.