Seeing Yan Ci's expression, the smile on Qi Yanchen's face was even worse, not at all strict about his happy mood at the moment, the finger holding the steering wheel nodded, and said, "Look inside the bouquet." ”

Yan Ci stretched out his hand and pulled the bouquet, the rose leaves and a circle of stars surrounded by delicate white roses, wrapped in layers of beautiful paper, and a small card in the middle.

Yan Ci raised his finger, gently pushed away the petals, and took out the card hidden among the flowers

She took out the card, a small one, caught between her white fingers.

Qi Yanchen raised his chin and motioned for Yan Ci to open it and take a look.

Her fingers were white and shining, like fine white porcelain.

Yan Ci held his breath and opened the small card, "Miss Shen: Roses for you, crowned with glory." ”

"Crown me, and you're going to send me a bouquet of roses, no crown or something?"

The man next to him chuckled, his voice as if it contained boundless tenderness, "No, but you will take your own crown." ”

Yan Ci tilted his head slightly, smiled very sweetly, and his long satin-like hair snaked down, "Okay, I'll forgive you this time." ”

Starting again, she naturally hopes to be able to prove her strength with her acting skills and attitude.

Qi Yanchen asked while driving, "Where to eat?" ”

"Go to my house.

happened to meet the traffic light, Qi Yanchen stepped on the brakes and stepped on the brakes heavily, with an emergency stop, the stars in his eyes reflected the bright sunset, and his lips were thin.

Realizing that something was wrong, Yan Ci hurriedly made up for it: "I mean let's buy ingredients and make them ourselves, there is a projector at home, and you can watch movies." ”

Qi Yanchen chuckled lowly, as if there was boundless softness in his voice, "Okay." ”

"Let's go to your house"

Yan Ci turned her head, her arms holding roses tightened a little, she looked down at the delicate and pure white roses that bloomed, but her head was recalling the scene when she went out.

Pajamas aren't hanging on the couch, are they? Throw away all the takeaway boxes, right? Have you packed up your clothes hanging on the balcony?

There shouldn't be chaos at home, right? Otherwise, what a shame!

Qi Yanchen drove very steadily, all the way into the underground parking lot, if Yan Ci didn't think so intently, but paid more attention to him, you could find that Qi Yanchen's jaw jumped very tightly.

The Adam's apple rolls, cold and lustful.

Although it was not the first time that Qi Yanchen had picked her up, it was the first time she had gone upstairs, and as soon as the sentence "Go to my house" was spoken, she already felt remorseful.

Does he feel unreserved?

The two walked to the elevator room one after the other, Qi Yanchen walked behind her, the wide space was still full of presence, and the incandescent light above their heads hit the two of them, stretching the shadows very long.

There was no one along the way, but the two of them still wore their masks and hats very tightly.

In the elevator, Qi Yanchen was long and jade, she was holding a bouquet of flowers in her arms, and he helped her carry her bag, and the silver ring on the finger of her right hand reflected the brilliance, making the hands look more textured.

After opening the door with his fingerprints, Yan Ci quickly scanned a group of rooms, and found that it was quite tidy, so he breathed a sigh of relief, entered the door and put the words on the shoe cabinet, and bent down to take out his slippers and a pair of disposable slippers.

The disposable slippers were placed in front of Qi Yanchen, "It may be a little small, you will take it first, and then go to the supermarket to buy another pair." ”

Buy a pair?

The man hooked his thin red lips, his dark and deep eyes were bent into two arcs of the moon, and a shallow smile hung on the corner of his lips, "Okay." ”

After changing his slippers, Qi Yanchen did not look around and look around after entering the house, but sat down on the sofa and waited for Yan Ci to arrange the flowers.

In fact, the tulips that Qi Yanchen gave her last time had already withered, and the vibrant flowers had become decadent and decadent, with a different kind of beauty, she was reluctant to throw them away, and they were still inserted in the white porcelain vase on the dining table

As for the rest, she has made it into an immortal flower with her own hands and hung it on the wall.

Qi Yanchen saw the tulips hanging on the wall at a glance, if it wasn't framed and hung on the wall, people would not be able to tell that this was not a flower at all.

"Need my help?"

Yan Ci held the vase and prepared to go to the kitchen to fetch water "No need, I'm fast, do you want to drink water, there is it in the refrigerator." After speaking, he pointed to the refrigerator in the corner of the restaurant.

Seeing that the girl's fair-skinned little face was pink and tender, Qi Yanchen lowered his eyes and shook his head, "No, I'm not thirsty, you don't have to worry." ”

Although the two have been together for a while, Qi Yanchen still regards himself as a guest very measured.

Yan Ci finished packing up the flowers, changed into loose clothes, tied up his hair, and the two set off again.

Next to the community is a supermarket, because this is a rich area, so the size of the supermarket is not small, a total of five floors, it is a small department store.

The supermarket is on the second floor, and the two of them walked to it.

It was dark late in August, and it was still bright at six or seven o'clock, but the ground had been sunburned for a day, and the soles of my feet were hot when I stepped on it.

Because the sky was getting darker, the two didn't wear masks, just sunglasses and caps, and walked side by side, without any intimate movements, but each other's state and atmosphere formed a space, and others couldn't fit in.

The two borrowed a cart outside the supermarket, and Qi Yanchen pushed the cart very naturally, walking in front with long legs and tall legs, and asked Yan Ci from time to time what he wanted to buy.

Seeing Qi Yanchen picking up steak in the freezer, Yan Ci interrupted her very embarrassedly: "Actually, my cooking is very ordinary. ”

Qi Yanchen put down the things in his hand and rubbed her hair, "You don't need to do it, I'll do it." ”

"You know how to cook?" Yan Ci's mouth opened wide.

Emperor Qi looks pampered and does not eat the fireworks of the world, and looks like a "person who can't take care of himself".

"Surprised?" The corners of Qi Yanchen's mouth were slightly hooked, and he calmly recounted his past: "I have studied abroad for a few years, and I cook for myself by myself. "It makes sense, he can cook.

"Oh, actually, I grew up living with my grandfather, and I learned to cook very early, but I didn't do it very well."

After picking two well-colored steaks, the two went to the vegetable and fruit section to buy some fresh vegetables and fruits.

The aunt who weighed her eyes dangled over the two of them, and it didn't land.

The two of them were calm and composed, without the slightest sense of being caught, and after taking things from their aunt's hands, they pushed the cart and walked away very naturally, just like an ordinary little couple.

After they left, the aunt said confusedly: "Why do you wear sunglasses when you go to the supermarket at night?" I really don't understand the trend of being young now. ”

After working in the crew for a day, Qi Yanchen couldn't see a trace of fatigue, the white shirt on his body was still neat, and he looked more and more breezy and unworldly.

Yan Ci walked half a step behind him, and the little girl passing by turned her head frequently, and her voice was not small.

"Ahh

"See, the figure is also superb!"

"Have you seen his girlfriend, so white and skinny!"

"He's so far away, isn't he a boyfriend and girlfriend?"

The voice slowly drifted away, and the ghost made a difference, Yan Ci pursed his lips, walked two big strides, and walked to the man with the cart in his hand.

Is it handsome? Is it in good shape? Her!

Where Yan Ci couldn't see, Qi Yanchen's eyebrows and eyes were crooked, like stars and ink.

When Yan Ci was filled with this sense of pride, Qi Yanchen pushed the cart and stopped in front of a snack shelf, and naturally turned sideways and asked, "Do you want to get some snacks, I remember your favorite."

Cucumber-flavored potato chips. ”

"Do you remember that I like potato chips?"

Compared with her somewhat surprised tone, Qi Yanchen seemed much calmer, Qi Yanchen raised his hand to take the cucumber-flavored potato chips from the high shelf, and said, "I remember that my girlfriend's preferences are not very positive."

Often? You've eaten it when you're on the show, and the most of it at home is cucumber flavor. ”

In fact, during this period of time, Yan Ci was fluctuating, and she was still in the feeling that this relationship was unreal, she thought that maybe Qi Yanchen was an emotionally restrained person, and they rarely kissed except holding hands and hugging.

didn't expect the other party to secretly remember her preferences in her heart, and Yan Ci became proud again.

If Qi Yanchen could know Yan Ci's heart, then he would definitely tell her with practical actions that he was not a restrained and humble gentleman, but he was afraid that she would think the progress was too fast.

Of course, that's all for later.

……

The vegetables and meat were all held by Qi Yanchen, full of two large bags, which looked a little handy, and Yan Ci was carrying her small snacks in his hands.

The snacks were also packed in a large bag, but they were very light and were puffed up.

The night is like ink, the street lamp illuminates the figures of the two, and when they walk through a street lamp, the shadows of the two side by side are gradually elongated.

"I'm going to the capital tomorrow afternoon, I may not be able to contact me, if there is something, look for Brother Wang." Qi Yanchen reported in advance.

Never before did a person say to her, "Well, is it work?" before leaving. ”

Qi Yanchen pulled down his mask and put it in his pocket, and the quartz watch reflected the light of the street lamp.

"No, it's a private matter, and I have to deal with it at work."

As usual, Qi Yanchen didn't say much, Yan Ci didn't ask more, gave each other private space, just nodded, "I'm going to the capital next week." ”

Participate in an exhibition of the works of her little fan.

Previously, three small fans were selected on Weibo to fulfill their wishes, one of which was to participate in the exhibition of her works, which happened to be in Beijing.

Coincidentally, that little girl's name is Kong Xiaoxiao, and she is the little girl she met on the plane who used post-it notes to ask her for an autograph.

The two walked back from the mall, and as soon as they came back, Qi Yanchen took out the slippers he had just bought in the mall, put them on, rolled up his sleeves neatly, and took the dishes into the kitchen.

"Need my help?"

Qi Yanchen turned around and walked out of the kitchen, a face that was so good-looking that people were ashamed of themselves, it was okay not to laugh, and there was a sense of bewitching beauty when he smiled.

"No, you're hungry, aren't you? Eat a snack first, play by yourself, and you'll be fine soon. After taking two eggs from the fridge, she went into the kitchen again.

Yan Ci's cheeks bulged, the tips of her ears were hot, and she lowered her head to untie her shoes, she was so old, she still called her a child.

Although, she actually heard a bit of pampering from her usual words.

Even her parents had never called her "child" so dotingly

They don't call her by her nickname gently, they just call her by her first name.

She knew that her family didn't like her, her mother abandoned her, and in order to chase the so-called love, her father had a grudge and devoted himself to work, and her stepmother and brother were separated from her after all. But so what?

She watched the busy figure in the kitchen, and even without them, she was doing well.

took a box of chocolate biscuits into the kitchen, and saw Qi Yanchen tying an apron with his backhand.

He was tall and long-legged, and when he stood in the kitchen, the not so small kitchen seemed to be much tighter.

His sleeves were rolled up, the texture of his forearms was evenly distributed, and the green tendons were cold and lustful.