Yan Lin's whole face turned red, "I, do you dare to touch it?" You don't want to live anymore? ”

Jiang Xiaoyu subconsciously withdrew her hand, "I didn't mean to, I just helped you pat the dust off your pants, nothing else." ”

"Didn't mean anything else?" Yan Lin narrowed his eyes slightly, approaching her, and a powerful momentum swept in.

Jiang Xiaoyu stepped back, didn't dare to look into his eyes, and turned her face slightly, "If you think I offended you like I did just now, I can apologize to you." ”

"What else would you do but apologize?" Yan Lin asked in a deep voice.

"I ......"

"Oh yes, you're still lying, you're going to rub oil."

Looking at his appearance, he was angry that she ran to the back alley of Wright last night, Jiang Xiaoyu pouted and said, "I just said that I was wrong, what do you want, do you want me to kneel down and beg you for forgiveness?" ”

Yan Lin was speechless for a while, he suddenly felt that he was not like himself at all, and he actually began to worry about a little girl.

"If I kneel, can you forgive me?" Jiang Xiaoyu asked suddenly, looking at him with eyes blinking.

Yan Lin was stunned, and before he could react, Jiang Xiaoyu knelt down in front of him and grabbed his hand, "Brother Yan Lin!" ”

She's really weird, and she can bend and stretch!

Yan Lin didn't want to say anything more, "You get up, the woman's knee says kneel?" ”

"Have you forgiven me?" Jiang Xiaoyu's eyes were wide, and there was a hint of expectation in the black light.

"Hmm!" Yan Lin made a sound in his mouth.

Jiang Xiaoyu stood up happily, "You're hungry, I cooked noodles." ”

Yan Lin looked at her, and then saw that she was still holding his hand.

Realizing something, Jiang Xiaoyu immediately retracted it and pointed to the kitchen, "I'll serve you a bowl of noodles." ”

Turning around and entering the kitchen, a bowl of steaming noodles was held in his hand and brought to him.

Poached eggs, lean meat and a few cabbages, and a faint fragrance wafted through the air.

Yan Lin didn't take it, "Put it on the table." ”

Jiang Xiaoyu put it on the table.

Yan Lin sat down, "Pour me a glass of water." ”

"Okay, you wait," Jiang Xiaoyu poured him a glass of water, "Warm, I've tried it." ”

Yan Lin frowned, but soon dispersed again, and he picked up the chopsticks and ate them.

Jiang Xiaoyu sat next to her, holding her chin in one hand, staring straight at him, and after seeing him take the first bite, she asked, "How does it taste?" Is it tasty? ”

Yan Lin continued to take a second bite, then nodded thoughtfully, "So-so!" ”

In fact, it tastes good, but he just doesn't want to praise her.

Jiang Xiaoyu pursed her mouth, "Is that delicious?" ”

Yan Lin didn't answer, Jiang Xiaoyu couldn't guess what he was thinking.

However, seeing that he ate the whole bowl of noodles in three or two clicks, Jiang Xiaoyu's depressed mood instantly became clear.

Suddenly, she shouted, "Yan Lin! ”

Yan Lin, who was wiping the corners of his mouth with a tissue, glanced at her, is she addicted?

"Can you give me your mobile phone number, or WeChat ID." Jiang Xiaoyu finally got to the point.

Yan Lin frowned, and there was a hint of alarm in his eyes, "What are you going to do?" ”

"Didn't do it, it's just that I have something to do, I can contact you as soon as possible." When Jiang Xiaoyu was looking for this reason, she lowered her eyes and felt very empty.

Yan Lin thought of Yan Haicheng's repeated instructions before going out, so he had to write her mobile phone number.

"What about WeChat?" Glancing at the mobile phone number, Jiang Xiaoyu asked again, "Is the account also this mobile phone number?" ”

"I don't have WeChat."

"Now the whole people's WeChat, how can there be no WeChat, you must be lying to me."

Yan Lin didn't explain to her anymore and got up and went back upstairs.

Looking at his cold back, Jiang Xiaoyu had no choice but to send his number to Yu Yan.

"He said he didn't have WeChat, I only got the number, and the remaining 5,000 yuan remembered to call me WeChat or Alipay quickly, I used it urgently."

After a while, Yu Yan transferred two thousand to her, "Thank you!" ”

Jiang Xiaoyu took it, her eyes brightened, and then hurriedly went back to the room, changed her clothes and went out.

In front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the room on the second floor, Yan Lin's tall and straight figure stood there.

Looking at the figure running away downstairs, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his lips pursed into a line.