"Nope." Lifelike shook her head slightly, then nodded again, "I see." ”

She let go of her hand and slowly withdrew it.

'Tuk Tuk'

There was a knock on the door behind him, Yan Rusheng turned his head to look, the door was not closed, and it was the servant who brought food according to his instructions.

When the servant came up to him, he reached out and said, "Give it to me." ”

The servant handed the bowl to Yan Rusheng's hand with both hands, and then bowed slightly to him, "Third Young Master, I'll go out first." ”

The servant went out and closed the door gently.

Yan Rusheng looked at the porridge in the bowl, it was the bird's nest porridge he had ordered them to make earlier.

He stirred it twice with a spoon, then scooped a spoonful and brought it to the lifelike mouth, "Open your mouth." ”

The tone was still cold.

Slightly surprised, she looked at Yan Rusheng and did not open her mouth.

"Am I the one who is not used to feeding you?" Yan Rusheng raised his eyebrows, and there was a touch of sarcasm on the corner of his mouth, "Or do you want Jiang Zhuoheng to feed you?" ”

Xuxu shook his head, quickly wiped his tears with his hand, and then reached out to pick up the bowl, "I'll just come by myself." ”

It may be that grandma left suddenly, her heart was numb with pain, and she didn't feel particularly sad about Yan Rusheng's cynicism.

Yan Rusheng didn't embarrass her, and let her take the bowl.

The temperature of the porridge is just right, and the life lowered his head and scooped spoonful by spoon into his mouth.

She wants to eat, she wants to take care of her body, she wants to ...... Have a baby.

Thinking of the child, her hands trembled again, her thick eyelashes trembled slightly like butterfly wings, and a mouthful of porridge was diluted in her mouth before slowly sliding down her throat.

"I discussed the wedding with your grandfather, and it will be rescheduled in a year."

After a moment of silence, Yan Rusheng suddenly spoke again.

As he spoke, he stood up and habitually thrust his hands into his trouser pockets, intending to leave.

Lifelike paused, then pursed her lips and gave a soft 'um'.

Her obedience and obedience only made Yan Rusheng even more annoyed, and he suppressed his anger and turned to leave.

There is no desire for nothing, which proves that she really has no feelings for him at all.

The old lady of the Yan family died in a car accident suddenly, and the third young master of the Yan family got married with his childhood sweetheart.

It took more than a month to stand in the important sections of major newspapers before it slowly stopped.

However, in the eyes of outsiders, the two people who finally had lovers and dependents slept in separate rooms for a month.

For a whole month, Yan Rusheng slept in the guest room, and slept in the room of Yan Rusheng.

The other members of the Yan family all held important positions and always had to look forward, and left one after another after dealing with Wang Daqin's funeral.

Mu Li stayed for the longest time, and she only left this Monday, and the university she taught at had important priorities.

So now there are only the two of them left on the huge table, and several light, delicious and nutritious dishes are all lifelike and asked the nutritionist to match them vividly.

The two sat facing each other as if they were two strangers, without even making eye contact.

Aunt Zhang, who was standing on the side, looked at the two of them like this, and couldn't help but think of Wang Daqin again, the tip of her nose was sour, and her eyes were red again.

She rubbed her eyes and sighed in her heart, if the old lady was still there, I don't know how lively the restaurant would be at this time.

These two children will definitely fight, you don't let me, I won't let you.

After Yan Rusheng finished eating, he dropped his chopsticks, wiped his mouth, and then got up to leave.

Seeing that he was about to step out, he mustered up the courage to speak, "You go back to your room at night to sleep, I'll sleep in my original room." ”

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