Chapter 230: Tender Tardiness (2)

After a while, she turned her head to look at him in slow motion, a little incredulous, "Afternoon? ”

The man nodded, sure, "It's afternoon." ”

The head is like a beach flooded by the tide, and it is an indescribable tragic feeling.

Pushing the man away, he jumped out of bed and went straight to the bathroom.

After taking a quick shower, when she opened the bathroom door with a bath towel draped on, the man stood at the door of the room, looking at her with a smile in his eyes, "Your clothes are in the closet, find them yourself." ”

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Opened the wardrobe that belonged to her in her memory, it was her clothes, and her eyes swept over, very few of them were her clothes in the past, and more were things she hadn't seen, and the tags hadn't been removed.

The man bought it to her liking.

Pulling open a cabinet at hand, there was her underwear, all of which were lace that she liked at that time.

I suddenly wanted to laugh, she did command the man to go to the supermarket to buy sanitary napkins for her in the past, she still remembers the tone of the man when he received the call, completely thinking that she was playing a prank, until she heard that she was about to faint in pain before rushing to the supermarket to buy sanitary napkins and brown sugar.

She didn't know how embarrassed he was at that time, but now, looking at the almost brand new underwear in the cabinet.

She until, this is definitely the man who picks it himself.

If the previous touching came from a man, then now, seeing what he did for her, my heart was numb and crispy, full of sweet taste.

Such a man, if, if it is really allowed, really ......

Don't want to think about it anymore, close your eyes and calm yourself.

When she changed her clothes and walked out of the room, there were already some plates on the table in the dining room.

I couldn't resist the urge to slowly walk to the table, looking at the yellow fried eggs and some appetizers on it.

The man heard the voice and walked out, standing by the kitchen door, looking at her.

The floral tablecloth and the simple meal for two people are her long-lost taste.

The life of two people is like this, his taste matches hers, her will be his, and then it will be ordinary for a lifetime.

Blinked, indescribable feeling.

Looking in the direction of the kitchen man, her uncontrollable throbbing, she pursed her mouth to smile.

The man looked at her with the taste of immersion in happiness, "Eat something and I'll send you back." ”

Shaking his head almost stiffly, "No need. ”

No, such an unfamiliar answer.

The man's gaze darkened for a moment, and then quickly recovered, trying to control his smile, "What's the matter, are you afraid that my craftsmanship will not match your appetite, don't worry, even grandma ......"

Looking up, she tugged at the corners of her lips, "Ah Chen, I want to go back." ”

Still reluctant to stay.

Reluctantly, "Then you wait for me to change your clothes and send you back." ”

The man walked quickly, probably for fear of hearing her refusal again.

Watching him disappear from sight, Lan Xianshu turned around and looked around at the house.

It's still the same, everything hasn't changed.

The living room was cleaned up by the man, and her phone and some things were placed on the coffee table.

And on the hanger next to the entrance is her thick long black coat.

Walked to the coffee table, picked up her phone and wallet, took her coat, changed her shoes, took a look at the home she was so attached to, and opened the door.