Walking into the foyer, seeing white and green pickles on the coffee table, as well as steaming millet porridge, Gao Yan's eyes were full of puzzlement: "When did you boil it?" ”

Zhao Liang understood Gao Yan's mood at this time, and he was very excited, but he still pretended to be very bland: "You hurry up and wash your face, drink some millet porridge while it's hot, and nourish your stomach." ”

"Hmm." Gao Yan said hurriedly walked to the bathroom. Not long after, after Gao Yan finished washing, he came to the coffee table again. Gao Yan just took a sip of Zhao Liang's boiled millet porridge, looked up and saw Zhao Liang looking at him, and couldn't help but say, "Have you eaten it?" Zhao Liangwei was silent, smiled slightly, and shook his head gently, like a gentleman. Gao Yan hurriedly said, "Let's eat it together." Zhao Liang smiled slightly, still sitting on the sofa and not moving. Gao Yan seemed to remember something, and suddenly stood up. Zhao Liang was puzzled and said, "What's the matter?" Gao Yan replied, "I'll help you serve a bowl of porridge." In Zhao Liang's eyes, Gao Yan at this time was the treasure in his heart, the key protection object, how could he let Gao Yan serve the meal for him, so he hurriedly got up, gently pressed Gao Yan's shoulders with both hands, and said softly: "How dare you work for your big drive, I will come by myself." Zhao Liang said, turning around and walking towards the kitchen.

Not long after, Zhao Liang came to Gao Yan with a bowl of porridge in his right hand and a pair of chopsticks in his left hand. Suddenly, I don't know if it was Gao Yan's body fragrance, or the smell of the light perfume on Gao Yan's body, which came to his nose, making Zhao Liang feel relaxed and happy, and his heart was strange.

Maybe he wasn't hungry, or he had other thoughts, Zhao Liang's eyes were full of admiration and looked at Gao Yan from time to time. Gao Yan looked up and saw Zhao Liang staring at him directly, and suddenly felt itchy as if he had some lice on his body, and couldn't help but look at himself, and when he saw that there was nothing unusual, he looked at Zhao Liang and said, "What's wrong?" Zhao Liang seemed to see Gao Yan's thoughts, smiled slightly, and did not answer. Gao Yan was a little puzzled, so she searched her body again, but still didn't find anything unusual, and was a little uneasy, so she said again: "What's wrong?" Zhao Liang saw that Gao Yan misunderstood him, so he smiled and said: "Originally, I thought you were very beautiful and had a good temperament, but when I got close, I found that you are really beautiful." ”

"Nasty. You don't eat, what do you think I'm doing? Gao Yan's face was flushed, and her face was like a peach blossom.

Since he said what he thought in his heart, he didn't care about it in his heart, Zhao Liang continued to praise: "I finally understand, what is beautiful and delicious." ”

Gao Yan didn't say anything, her face was better and more cute.

Suddenly, Gao Yan stopped, gently pressed her lips with chopsticks, and looked at the pickles in front of her, as if she had something on her mind. Zhao Liang was puzzled, so he said softly: "What's the matter, it's not palatable?" ”

Gao Yan shook her head gently, looked at the food in front of her and said, "Your cooking skills are really good, no wonder in the unit, some people say that you are a gourmand and are very particular about food." At that time, I thought, what is so particular about this meal, is it that they think you are picky and make fun of you. I've seen it today, you really have a good skill in cooking, and the food you cook is not only delicious, but also has good color and flavor. Facing Gao Yan's praise, Zhao Liang was very satisfied, glanced at Gao Yan, and said softly: "If you want, I will cook for you every day in the future." Gao Yan was very moved in her heart, smiled slightly, and said, "I can't afford to hire a director-level chef like you." ”

In the face of Gao Yan's refusal, Zhao Liang was stuck in his throat, and he couldn't stop recalling Gao Yan's words. Gao Yan seemed to see Zhao Liang's thoughts, so she said, "Don't think about it, after eating, go home quickly, my sister-in-law is still waiting for you at home." ”

It seemed like Gao Yan's ordinary words, but it caused ripples in Zhao Liang's heart, and Zhao Liang's heart was very clear: Gao Yan was reminding herself that she was a family person, and at the same time, she clearly told Zhao Liang that she didn't want to destroy her family. But how can you capture Gao Yan's heart as soon as possible, it is difficult to work just by cooking this little trick, Zhao Liang kept thinking about countermeasures.

Gao Yan quickly finished drinking the gruel, stretched out with satisfaction, and said, "I haven't eaten such a sweet meal for a long time." Gao Yan said, as if she remembered something again, and said: "I remember when I was a child, my mother's gruel was like this, and when I drank it, my mouth was full of fragrance." ”

Gao Yan said as if recalling his childhood again, and said; "How good it was then, drinking delicious meals made by my mother every day and living a carefree life, now it seems to have become a luxury." Suddenly, Gao Yan glanced at Zhao Liang and didn't say anything more, thinking: Maybe everyone has a different understanding of happiness, but in fact, sometimes happiness is really simple, just like this delicious meal.

Zhao Liang quickly finished washing the dishes and chopsticks, and appeared in front of Gao Yan again. Gao Yan looked at Zhao Liang, whose hands were wet, and knew that Zhao Liang should go home, and he would still be lonely if he belonged to him. For some reason, in Gao Yan's heart, an inexplicable sense of melancholy arose. Gao Yan glanced at Zhao Liang affectionately, smiled slightly, and didn't say anything. But Zhao Liang had no intention of leaving, sat in front of Gao Yan and glanced at Gao Yan. Gao Yan thought that Zhao Liang was going to leave him, so he handed Zhao Liang's jacket on the sofa to Zhao Liang, and after Zhao Liang took it, he put it on the armrest of the sofa, looked at Gao Yan and said softly: "Don't stay at home, go out for a walk, right?" Zhao Liang's words were very cautious, for fear of provoking Gao Yan's anger. Gao Yan didn't answer, and sighed softly.

Yes, I haven't left home for a long time, and the outside world has become strange to Gao Yan, Gao Yan looked at Zhao Liang and smiled slightly, Zhao Liang was a little puzzled, and said, "What's wrong?" ”

"You're going with me?" Gao Yan smiled, looking a little naughty. Gao Yan's words were unexpected by Zhao Liang, and he was worried that Gao Yan would change his mind, so he hurriedly said, "Are you welcome?" ”

Zhao Liang's agitation made Gao Yan fall into deep thought. People often say, don't take life as a child's play, but in reality, life is child's play. Maybe some people turn the idea in their heart into a lifelong pursuit, but the final outcome is to hold a grudge for life. There are also people who change their lives in an instant, and the results may be even better than imagined. Perhaps after experiencing life blows again and again, Gao Yan seems to finally understand that in fact, his heart is higher than the sky, and his life is thinner than paper, just like a grass in the vast wilderness that is easily ignored. Thinking of this, Gao Yan looked at Zhao Liang with a smile, seemed to be a little teasing, and said, "Do you dare?" ”

Zhao Liang didn't answer directly, but smiled slightly and said, "As long as you don't dislike it, what don't I dare?" Perhaps Zhao Liang's answer surprised Gao Yan, glanced at Zhao Liang, smiled slightly, got up and sat beside Zhao Liang, and gently leaned on Zhao Liang's shoulder, looking very satisfied. Everything in the past instantly resurfaced in front of Gao Yan's eyes like a movie: when she returned home from the police station, at the lowest point in her life, she thought that many people would gather in her home to comfort herself, or give yourself some help within their ability, but the result was very disappointed. Gao Yan dialed the mobile phones of several friends in the past, but the results were not connected, and then Gao Yan finally understood that the other party had set up for herself, and suddenly realized the cold state of the world. But Zhao Liang is different, not only to see himself, but also to cook for himself, but also to help him transfer out of the provincial capital, people's hearts are long, people say that swan meat is delicious, but how many people have eaten it? People hate toads, but they are a good medicine. At this time, Gao Yan seems to have encountered a thousand-year-old life problem: choose to love yourself, or choose what you love? In the past, I was attached to my love, but what happened? Thinking of this, Gao Yan's heart was hot, and she whispered to Zhao Liang: "The millet porridge you boiled is really delicious." ”

In terms of life experience, Gao Yan seems to be not in the same century as Zhao Liang. After a long period of operation, or hunting, Gao Yan has been completely captured by Zhao Liang, just like the lamb whose brain has been gouged out, Zhao Liang not only sees Gao Yan's heart clearly, but also understands what he should do.

Rear-end chasing does not mean loving you, but since you are rear-ended, you have to bear the responsibility of your rear-end, and you have to be at my mercy. Zhao Liang knew very well in his heart that everything he had done in the past was to induce Gao Yan, who was driving behind him, to speed on the highway of life, but he suddenly braked sharply and deliberately let Gao Yan chase the rear-end, what he needed to do now was to continue to induce Gao Yan to accelerate emotionally, and he couldn't tolerate the slightest mistake, especially in Gao Yan's eyes, to take all the responsibility. Thinking of this, Zhao Liang said, "Do you have a mask at home?" ”

Gao Yan immediately understood Zhao Liang's intentions, got up and walked into the room, opened the drawer, took out two masks, put one on herself, and just wanted to hand the other mask to Zhao Liang, but found that Zhao Liang was still sitting on the sofa in the entrance hall like a gentleman, so he glanced at Zhao Liang and shook the mask with it. Zhao Liang, who understood it, hurriedly walked into Gao Yan's room, took the mask from Gao Yan's hand, and took the opportunity to take a real look at Gao Yan's room. Looking at the wedding photos of Gao Yan and Lu Jun on the wall, Zhao Liang couldn't help but sigh in his heart: What a happy and romantic couple they once were.

Just when Zhao Liang was looking at Gao Yan's room, thinking wildly, Gao Yan's voice came from his ears: "I can't go out like this, I have to change my clothes." Zhao Liang looked back, and at this time, Gao Yan completely ignored Zhao Liang's existence, and actually changed his clothes in front of Zhao Liang.

Looking at Gao Yan's creamy snow-white skin, Zhao Liang suddenly felt a strange feeling in his heart, full of associations and even fantasies. Zhao Liang smiled slightly, glanced at Gao Yan, and gently exited Gao Yan's room. Then, for Gao Yan to gently close the door, he sat on the sofa in the foyer again, and waited quietly.

Not long after, after some dressing, Gao Yan appeared in front of Zhao Liang wearing pink sunglasses, still graceful, slim, and radiant, like a bride walking towards the marriage hall.

"You're going to let me wear this mask?" As soon as Gao Yan walked out of the room, Zhao Liang said.

Gao Yan saw Zhao Liang holding a pink mask in his hand, and couldn't help but smile, very bright. Gao Yan hurriedly said: "This is what I use, and I gave it to you." I'll find you another color. Gao Yan said and walked into the room again. Behind him, there were Zhao Liang's coveted eyes.