Chapter Ninety-Four: He was ten times more attentive than before, why was she unhappy
She was distracted, and suddenly heard Song Zhaozhao sigh and said seriously: "Jiang Tan, if you put this situation in the circle, you have survived, and he Zhou Yinghuai is planted in your hands." ”
Jiang Tan didn't answer, but there was an indescribable amusement in his heart.
Mistakes.
Otherwise, the world will say that it is wrong.
Jiang Tan left from Song Zhaozhao's residence, and the latter sent her downstairs, still laughing and quipping: "Tantan, remember to tell me how Zhou Yinghuai's cooking skills are." ”
Jiang Tan smiled and said a perfunctory word casually.
Zhou Yinghuai's cooking skills are very good, or in other words, Zhou Yinghuai can do a good job no matter what he does.
As for cooking, Jiang Tan is one of the few people in the world who has long known that Zhou Yinghuai has good cooking skills.
At that time, on her birthday, Zhou Yinghuai also cooked to make her happy.
But today, it is neither a festival nor a New Year.
Jiang Tan was absent-minded all the way, and when he returned home, there was a smell of fragrant food in the air.
The fireworks are ordinary, and the world is warm and cold, as if this is the case.
Jiang Tan stood at the entrance, lowered his head and put on his slippers.
The kitchen is very small, when Jiang Tan bought this house, he took a fancy to his warmth, and the location is remote and cost-effective.
At that time, she felt that there was nothing bad, but now, seeing Zhou Yinghuai in a small room, she didn't hold back, and her eyes were sour.
He Zhou Yinghuai didn't seem to be supposed to stay in such a humble place.
Jiang Tan walked towards him, his pace was very slow.
The latter was cooking seriously, without noticing it, until Jiang Tan pushed open the kitchen door and walked in.
Zhou Yinghuai turned his head and looked in her direction.
He said: "Soon you will be able to eat, there is a lot of smoke in it, it is not good for your skin, you go out and wait." ”
Jiang Tan didn't feel that his skin was more delicate than Zhou Yinghuai's.
She pursed her lips, swallowed in her throat, and whispered, "Are you tired?" ”
Zhou Yinghuai turned off the fire a little less, he walked to the podium, looked at the little girl, his eyebrows were still noble, and he smiled: "Don't be tired, cook for my Tantan, where will you be tired?" ”
"You don't have to be like this," Jiang Tan lowered his eyes, his voice had regained calm, and the emotion just now was more like a fleeting illusion.
Jiang Tan's voice was cold, and he said lightly: "If you want to eat something, you can ask your chef to come and cook it, if he doesn't dislike this place is small." ”
Zhou Yinghuai didn't answer for a long time.
Jiang Tan's psychological defense line began to break down in Zhou Yinghuai's silence.
She finally couldn't hold back, raised her head, the light was dim, the man was in it, out of place, there was only himself in his eyes, and he said in a faint voice: "Your place, who dares to dislike it?" ”
Jiang Tan opened his mouth for a long time before he held back a sentence: "It's good if you don't dislike it." ”
When Zhou Yinghuai went to cook, Jiang Tan packed up the bed in the guest room.
The two sat across from the table, with a few home-looking dishes in the middle.
But I have to say that Zhou Yinghuai did it very carefully, and it was a good intention.
Jiang Tan bit the egg, didn't look up at Zhou Yinghuai, and only said softly: "I just helped you clean up your room." ”
Zhou Yinghuai took a pause in the action of picking up vegetables, and after that, he quietly sandwiched a chopstick and bamboo shoot for Jiang Tan: "Don't want to sleep with me?" ”
"Nobody says you have to live together to be in love." Jiang Tan gritted his teeth and thought of a reason for himself: "I think it's better for us to sleep separately, Zhou Yinghuai, I'm used to sleeping alone." ”
Zhou Yinghuai seemed to chuckle, and when Jiang Tan tried to spy on it again, it was clear that there was nothing.
"Okay, then sleep separately." There was no hint of anger in his voice.
Jiang Tan breathed a sigh of relief.
The two finished their meal so calmly and peacefully, and Zhou Yinghuai saw Jiang Tan put down the dishes and chopsticks, and naturally got up to clean up.
"I'll be with you." Jiang Tan got up and looked at Zhou Yinghuai a little uneasily.
"I'm already living in your house, I can't live in vain." Zhou Yinghuai stacked the chopsticks and bowls together, raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked at Jiang Tan: "Just sit and rest." ”
Jiang Tan was sitting in the living room, and the TV was showing popular film and television dramas, and Jiang Tan didn't even look into it.
Her afterglow fell on Zhou Yinghuai's figure of tidying up and cleaning in the kitchen.
When did Young Master Zhou do these things?
This is probably the first time in my life.
Jiang Tan was not too moved, her mood was more uneasy.
Zhou Yinghuai compromised and conceded too much, so much that she felt scared.
If he can achieve this level, does it mean that he is really determined to be with him?
But Jiang Tan really doesn't want to repeat the mistakes of the past, Zhou Yinghuai may be more attentive and like her than before, and she is not as helpless and weak as before.
But what about other than that?
What's the difference?
She Jiang Tan is matched with Young Master Zhou, and she is still too high to climb higher.
Jiang Tan didn't want to climb high, and he didn't want his current stable life to be broken.
But Zhou Yinghuai.
How could he do it to such an extent that he had to feel honestly afraid.
Jiang Tan's mind was slightly confused, and he suddenly heard the sound of a bowl breaking in the kitchen.
Jiang Tan was startled, and hurriedly walked over, and saw Zhou Yinghuai squatting on the ground, with a broken bowl in front of him.
His slender fingers pinched the broken porcelain pieces and threw the pieces into the trash, probably hearing Jiang Tan's footsteps, he didn't look up, and said in a straight tone: "The first time I washed dishes, I didn't have any experience, but next time I know." ”
"Zhou Yinghuai." Jiang Tan's heart was flustered, and suddenly became a little bored, her voice was cold and hard: "We're just in love, you don't need to do this for me, we don't want to change for each other, okay?" ”
Zhou Yinghuai picked up the broken porcelain pieces for a moment, and then returned to his casual appearance.
He said in a gentle tone and calmly: "No one wants you to change, Jiang Tan, you are by my side and do what you like." ”
"I'm not talking about me, I'm talking about you!" Jiang Tan looked at the fragments in the trash can, as if confirming the four words that it is difficult to circle the broken mirror, the corners of her eyes beat slightly, pulling her heart, there was an indescribable suffocation, she whispered: "Zhou Yinghuai, I don't like you like this, you don't have to be like this!" ”
Zhou Yinghuai is not a person without a temper, and in the final analysis, today's meal is just that he felt that he forced Jiang Tan too hard at that time, so he just wanted to coax the little girl.
He thought, if there was no deviation in his memory, if everything was not his fantasy, then Jiang Tan at the beginning, on his birthday, was really happy to eat the food he cooked, wasn't it?
Now, he is also cooking for her, he is ten times more attentive than before, why is she unhappy?