After her voice settled, Han Zhihui stared at her for a while before moving his lips: "Let's have a meal together in the evening, I have something to talk to you about." ”

Cheng Weiwan didn't know if it was because of her own psychology, she felt that Han Zhihui's eyes were a little cold when she looked at her, and even her heart became a little cold.

Girls have intuition in this regard, and she knows what Han Zhihui wants to talk to her about at night.

She began to panic uncontrollably, even though she knew that what she thought was a love affair was just a carefully arranged scam, she was still afraid of losing.

Because, she loved it with all her heart...... No, it's love with all my heart......

Cheng Weiwan didn't dare to look directly into Han Zhihui's eyes, lowered her eyes slightly, "um", and after a while, she said again: "Let's go home and eat at night......"

"Too much trouble......

"No, no trouble." Cheng Weiwan didn't wait for Han Zhihui to finish speaking, and then interrupted him: "I recently learned a new dish, and I originally wanted to make a ...... for you."

Han Zhihui was silent for a while, and finally complied with her meaning: "Okay, then you get busy first, and when you're done later, go to the parking lot to find me." ”

In fact, Cheng Weiwan was already busy, but after Han Zhihui left, she still lingered in the crew for a long time before going to the parking lot.

"Nine Palaces" was opened in the film and television city in the southern suburbs of Beijing, and the driving back to the city took a long time, Cheng Weiwan was afraid that he would be in the car, so Han Zhihui talked to himself, and as soon as he got in the car, he pretended to be very tired and sleepy, closed his eyes and pretended to fall asleep.

When he arrived at Han Zhihui's house, as soon as the car stopped, Cheng Weiwan got out of the car first, left the sentence "I'll go to the supermarket to buy ingredients", and ran away in a hurry.

Carrying a bag of fresh ingredients, back to Han Zhihui's home, Cheng Weiwan didn't directly take the key to open the door as before, but knocked on the door.

When Han Zhihui helped her open the door, she raised the smile she had practiced many times on the way back from the supermarket at him, and then entered the kitchen without waiting for him to speak.

When the meal was cooked, it was eight o'clock.

Cheng Weiwan was in the restaurant, staring at the three dishes and one soup he had set up on the table for a long time before calling Han Zhi to come back for dinner.

When Han Zhihui sat down, Cheng Weiwan served him rice and soup intimately as before, and handed the chopsticks to him personally.

Cheng Weiwan served himself a meal, and after sitting down, just like just now, for fear that Han Zhihui would speak, he spoke up first: "I'm so hungry, let's eat quickly." ”

Cheng Weiwan is really hungry, she is pregnant, and she has been able to eat a lot recently.

After the words settled, she didn't care whether Han Zhihui moved her chopsticks or not, she lowered her head and picked up the meal by herself.

When a bowl of rice was finished, Han Zhihui, who was sitting opposite, spoke up: "Cheng is not too late." ”

He used to call her "Wanwan", but now he calls her by her first name......

Cheng Weiwan held the hand of the chopsticks, shook it suddenly, and then said in a panic: "That, I haven't eaten yet, let's talk later, okay?" ”

As he spoke, Cheng Weiwan filled himself with another bowl of rice and stuffed it into his mouth.

Han Zhihui leaned back in the chair, staring at the girl in front of him who was lowering her head and eating desperately, he inexplicably felt that his breathing was a little difficult, he turned his head away, stayed for a while, and found that the dull feeling still showed no signs of dissipating, so he kicked away the chair behind him and got up: "I'll go out and wait for you." ”