Yu slowly said that he wanted to change the password, and he really changed the password the next day.

Standing at the door, as soon as I raised my eyes, I saw the villa opposite, there was a little boy swinging in the yard, and the little short legs were sitting on it and swaying, Fang Yue walked out, wearing a light blue long skirt, braided a fishbone braid, slender figure, graceful.

She walked to the back of the swing, held the swing vine, and gently pushed it.

In the distance, the little boy's milky laughter could be heard.

Yesterday, someone called the little boy, she said, why is the voice so familiar, it turned out to be Fang Yue!

But why did the little boy run out of his yard?

Yu slowly and suddenly began to panic again, could she be squeezed out of here by their family one day?

While pondering, he suddenly noticed that a gaze was falling on him as if it were nothing, and he slowly raised his head, colliding with Fang Yue's gaze in the distance accurately.

It was too far away, she couldn't see Fang Yue's expression clearly, but she inexplicably felt that this gaze had a hostile provocation, thinking of Fang Yue's grandiose entry into the room yesterday, and her gestures were like a main room, so she slowly became very angry.

She withdrew her gaze with a not very good-looking face, then turned around and entered the house, slamming the door with her backhand, blocking Fang Yue's sight.

She went upstairs angrily, stepped on the stairs with great force, kicked and kicked, walked into the study, and took out the TOEFL study materials.

His eyes were fixed on the words, but after reading for a long time, he didn't read a single letter, and he couldn't calm down at all, and his chest was like a stone, sullen, irritable and restless.

Closing the book, she went downstairs again, took the vacuum cleaner, and vacuumed every place in the clean and tidy room.

I went to the cloakroom to see if Wen Zhiyu had any dirty clothes that needed to be washed, but I found that there was no.

She's just a little hated his cleanliness now.

It's so hard to find something to do.

I went to the kitchen and shook around, and the vegetables in the refrigerator were almost gone.

Finally found something to do, Yu slowly breathed a sigh of relief, took his bag and went out.

Every time I came back from the hospital, I would pass by a Chinese supermarket.

It's not far, and it takes more than ten minutes to get there.

The supermarket is big and all in Chinese.

Being able to see Chinese in this unfamiliar environment made me feel more familiar slowly.

Pushing the trolley and walking slowly, I bought some when I saw what I needed.

When I was shopping in the fresh food area, I saw the pork stick bones, so I slowly hesitated for a while, and finally bought a few pieces.

Thinking that Yan Qingzhou injured his arm and delayed his work because of her, he still felt a little guilty in his heart, and he should compensate him for it.

After buying a lot of things, Yu slowly took a taxi home, sorted everything and started boiling bone broth.

After boiling for about three hours, Yu slowly filled the soup with a thermos bucket, and then went out with the thermos bucket.

Went to the villa next door.

The villas in the villa area are all in the same pattern, through the courtyard, to the entrance door, and ringing the doorbell.

No one cares.

Yu paused slowly, raised his arm and was about to ring the doorbell again, when the door suddenly opened.

Yan Qingzhou's hair was messy, his pajamas were loosely worn on his body, and his arms were hanging around his neck, which had a lazy and sloppy feeling, but it was not offensive.

His eyes were full of apprehension, looking at her half-empty, and his voice was still as light as always, and his voice was hoarse when he woke up, "Yo, am I dreaming?" What are you doing here? ”

Yu slowly had a long ideological struggle before coming in and ringing the doorbell.

I was afraid that he would be amorous, and I was afraid that he would be kind enough to be a donkey's liver and lungs.

If she doesn't send it, she has always had a troubled conscience.

After wandering around the door for a while, I mustered up the courage to walk in.

The psychological construction that had just been done was dispersed as soon as he asked.

She bit her lower lip, coughed awkwardly, and handed him the thermos bucket, trying to make her tone sound natural: "I boiled bone broth, it's good for your injuries." ”

I didn't expect her to make soup for the person she hates the most, hey.

Yan Qingzhou looked incredulous, not only with an exaggerated expression, but also with an exaggerated tone: "Oh my God, you took the wrong medicine, right?" It's not going to be poisoned, is it? ”

“.....”

Yu's face slowly fell, "I'm disturbed." ”

After saying that, turn around and leave.

"Eh, eh." Yan Qingzhou shouted from behind, Yu slowly walked out quickly, Yan Qingzhou hurriedly chased out, grabbed her hand, "I'm kidding, don't take it seriously, don't take it seriously." ”

As he spoke, he pulled out a thermos bucket in his arms, "I drink it, and there is absolutely no drop left." ”

Yu Slowly's face was still not very kind, he shook off his hand, glanced at him with disdain, and snorted coldly.

"Come in and sit down?"

Yan Qingzhou pointed behind him.

Yu shook his head slowly, and his tone was cold: "No, I'll go back." ”

Yan Qingzhou didn't chase after him this time, staring intently and scorchingly at Yu's slowly departing back, until he disappeared from his sight, he slowly turned around and walked into the house.

He put the thermos bucket in his hand on the table and stared at it fixedly, his eyes as if he was wrapped in something extremely complicated.

At this moment, a closed door suddenly opened, and a light blue figure slowly walked out.

"Really trapped?"

The sound is from far to near, gentle and soft, especially good.

Yan Qingzhou's gaze moved from the thermos bucket to her without a trace, and then he curled the corners of his mouth and smiled, as if he was contemptuous and disdainful.

After a long sigh, he suddenly lifted the thermos bucket and walked into the bathroom, unscrewed the lid of the thermos bucket, and the rich fragrance came to his nose, and the soup noodles were floating with a layer of bone collagen and green onions, ginger slices, pepper and cinnamon, which looked very appetizing.

But Yan Qingzhou's eyes overflowed with disgust, he flipped the thermos bucket, poured all the soup into the toilet, and flushed it.

This series of actions was completed in one go, without half a minute of hesitation.

Carrying the empty thermos bucket out of the bathroom, he threw it on the table casually, glanced at Fang Yue in front of him, and sneered: "She is no different from you." ”

I thought that Yu was slowly more or less different, it seems that he was wrong, all women in the world are virtuous, soft-hearted and virgin, but his bitter trick is useless.

Fang Yue's face changed slightly.

Yan Qingzhou sat down on the sofa, her legs were spread casually, her arms folded in front of her chest, she looked at her for a long time, and said with a smile: "I don't think she is angry with you, and she is still in the mood to make soup for me." ”

"I can't say for sure." Fang Yue flicked her braids, gently hooked the corners of her lips, and showed a beautiful smile: "You didn't see her expression yesterday." ”

"How did you get into his house?"

"At nine o'clock the night before yesterday, when I was about to go out, I asked my mother to take my brother over, saying that my bathroom could not be used, and I wanted to give my brother a bath, he agreed, and my mother couldn't see it in the back when I entered the password, and my brother was next to him, and he could see it, and secretly wrote it down and told me." When Fang Yue said it, he was a little ashamed.

Yan Qingzhou raised his eyebrows with interest and praised: "I can't see it, so scheming?" ”

Although it is a compliment, between the lines, it is not obvious ridicule.

The first time Fang Yue did this kind of thing, his conscience was uneasy for a long time, and now he was sarcastic by Yan Qingzhou, and he was even more embarrassed, and his face turned red.

Yan Qingzhou put his leg on the coffee table, "However, you can be regarded as smart once, and I was still thinking, if you are so unsavvy, I won't help you." ”

For more than three months, even if Fang Yue tried his best to seduce Wen Zhiyu, he was calm, and he was reluctant to give Fang Yue extra looks.

Even he began to re-examine Wen Zhiyu's feelings for Fang Yue.

Fang Yue's self-confidence comes from her three-year relationship with Wen Zhiyu, and she always feels that Wen Zhiyu is different to her, otherwise she wouldn't have been dating her for so long.

He had the same idea as Fang Yue for a while, but now it seems that Fang Yue is not even a fart in Wen Zhiyu's heart, what happened in three years? It's not as good as a halfway suddenly killed Yu slowly.

As soon as Fang Yue heard Yan Qingzhou say that she didn't want to help her, she became impatient: "Then what should I do now?" Sneaking up again? ”

Yan Qingzhou wrinkled his eyebrows slightly, and looked at her impatiently: "Be honest, don't push her to be in a hurry, she is not as wasteful as you think." ”

**

Wen Zhiyu came back early tonight, arriving home at six o'clock

As soon as he drove the car into the garage, before the engine was turned off, he saw Yan Qingzhou coming over from the rearview mirror.

Lightly looked away, opened the car door and got out of the car, Yan Qingzhou just approached.

"I came back early." Yan Qingzhou smiled at him.

Wen Zhiyu didn't have any expression on his face, and said "um".

"I'm here to deliver something, and it happened to bump into you, so I'll give it to you." Yan Qingzhou said, handing the thermos bucket to Wen Zhiyu.

Wen Zhiyu glanced at the thermos bucket, but did not answer, and flashed puzzled for a moment.

"Your girlfriend sent it to me, saying that it was boiled bone broth, which is good for my injury, and I will send it back to you when I finish drinking." Yan Qingzhou's methodical explanation was restored to the words of the time.

Although the tone is flat and undulating, the words "your girlfriend" sound inexplicably harsh.

Wen Zhiyu took the thermos bucket, his angular face was expressionless, there was no wave in his eyes, and his tone was a little careless: "You should make up for it." ”

Yan Qingzhou didn't see the reaction he wanted to see from his face, but he was not disappointed, Wen Zhiyu had always been moody and calm, and he wanted to make him lose his temper, but this little thing was far from enough.

"Okay, the things are delivered, I'll go back, and it won't take your time." Yan Qingzhou shrugged his shoulders, turned around and walked a few steps before suddenly stopping, as if remembering something, he added: "Thank you for me, your girlfriend, the soup she boiled tastes really good." ”

Wen Zhiyu carried the thermos bucket into the house, Yu was slowly serving the soup, brought it to the dining table, and when he saw him, he was slightly surprised: "You came back so early?" ”

Wen Zhiyu didn't say anything, and walked to the table unhurriedly and sat down.

"I boiled the bone broth for more than three hours, and it was very fragrant." Yu slowly picked up the bowl and handed it to his mouth as if offering a treasure, wanting him to taste it.

Wen Zhiyu's gaze locked her eyes for a moment, obviously his gaze was shallow and emotionless, but inexplicably made Yu feel depressed, "What's wrong?" ”

He gently put the thermos bucket in his hand on the dining table, then took the bowl in her hand, took a sip of the soup, and nodded with satisfaction: "The soup is good." ”

Yu slowly looked at the thermos bucket and sighed in his heart.

Immediately afterwards, I heard him say in a salty and nonchalant manner: "It's stained with Yan Qingzhou's light." ”