Chapter 57: It's called Evening Primrose

Although she knew that Xie Xingqian was right, she was married, and Xie Xingqi's home was her home.

But hearing this, Jiang Jianyue still felt a subtle ripple in her heart.

Xie Xingqian adjusted the air conditioner in the house and said to her, "You get familiar with it first, I'll take a shower." ”

Jiang Jianyue nodded: "Okay." ”

He strode to the bathroom, and Jiang Jianyue's gaze fell on this exquisite house again.

Because it was a real estate project three years ago, the structure of the house also caters to the aesthetics of today's young people. The living room is a large horizontal hall that is popular and connects to the dining room, and the long floor-to-ceiling windows have an excellent view of the large urban garden in the center of the South District.

The living room and dining room are only separated by black leather sofas, and the supporting furniture lines are simple and smooth.

It's just that it may be because Xie Xingqian has only moved back to Jiangcheng not long ago, and the house has no traces of life left by him, except for three small pots of plants that indicate that this family is inhabited.

Further inside, there is the study, the guest room, and the master bedroom, where the bedding is so neatly arranged that it is as if no one has ever laid down on it. A white T-shirt was placed on the recliner next to the bed, and there was a sound of rushing water in the bathroom, Jiang Jianyue retracted her gaze and turned back to the living room.

Soon, the sound of water in the bathroom stopped. Jiang Jianyue stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the rain outside.

The sound of slippers came from far and near, Xie Xingqi walked behind her and asked her, "Are you done visiting?" ”

"Hmm." Jiang Jianyue could smell the fragrance of the shower gel coming from his body, and through the reflection of the glass, he could see a little of his shadow, tall, like a mountain shrouded behind him.

"Are you still satisfied?" He asked in a low voice.

Jiang Jianyue blinked and exclaimed, "It's beautiful, it's just dreamhOUSe." ”

Xie Xingqian said lightly: "It's good if you like it." ”

Jiang Jianyue was silent.

As her future home, she really likes ......

"Are you hungry, I don't have any ingredients at home, I'll cook some noodles to make do with?" Xie Xingqian asked.

I was going to come back from dinner in the peach blossoms, but I changed my plan to come back early and didn't eat.

Jiang Jianyue turned around and said, "I'll come." ”

When I turned around, I saw Xie Xingqian wearing the T-shirt that he had just put on the recliner, as fresh as a college student, with wet hair, a little more sexy that he usually didn't have.

Jiang Jianyue: "...... Why don't you blow your hair? ”

Xie Xingqian didn't care much: "Short hair, dry fast." ”

Jiang Jianyue couldn't help but say: "With the air conditioner on, wet hair is still easy to catch a cold." ”

Xie Xingqian looked at her and chuckled: "Okay, listen to you." ”

He took out the blow from the drawer, and Jiang Jianyue walked to the kitchen.

The kitchen is not small, with a marble island in the center, and the cabinets are also simple colors, which are obviously the places where oil stains have accumulated the most, but they have been cleaned cleanly.

Jiang Jianyue walked to the stove, and there were several bottles of oil, salt, sauce and vinegar on the countertop, but they didn't seem to have moved much.

"Don't you usually cook at home?" She asked without looking back.

"Less," the hair dryer roared, and Xie Xingqi's voice raised slightly, "There are some eggs and vegetables in the refrigerator, and there are noodles in the cabinet." ”

Jiang Jianyue opened the refrigerator door, there were a few simple ingredients in it, she took two eggs, washed a few green vegetables, and stayed in front of the stove to cook noodles.

After a while, Xie Xingqian finished blowing her hair and walked over to lean against the island and looked at her quietly.

The water and bones were bubbling, Jiang Jianyue lifted the lid of the pot and put the noodles into the pot, the heat steamed, and her cheeks contained a light pink.

The warm light overhead, the kitchen was full of fireworks, she suddenly turned her head and glared at him: "Look at what I'm doing, bring the bowl over and serve the noodles." ”

Xie Xingqian smiled faintly and came to her with a bowl.

"Jiang Jianyue," his voice rang lazily in his ears, "I seem to feel the real feeling of getting married." ”

Jiang Jianyue moved.

Immediately, she lowered her eyes and placed the noodles beside her.

The good-looking egg noodles are served in an open white porcelain bowl and brought to the dining table.

Both of them were hungry and picked up chopsticks and ate deliciously.

Jiang Jianyue picked up the noodles and raised her eyes to look at the other side.

Xie Xingqian eats very gently, but the speed is not slow, and the big sea bowl she specially served him has only a small half left.

"Is it delicious?"

Xie Xingqian raised his eyebrows and gave a question, "It's not delicious, can I eat it so quickly?" Looks.

Jiang Jianyue: "There is not even onion and garlic, do you really think it is delicious?" ”

Xie Xingqian nodded, and finally added: "I usually eat in the cafeteria, there is less fire at home, you make a list later, what else do you need to add at home, I will buy it when I list it." ”

That tone seemed to have put Jiang Jianyue in the position of the mistress of the house.

“…… Well. ”

After eating, Xie Xingqian got up to clean up the dishes and chopsticks, and Jiang Jianyue reached out to take it.

"You cook, I'll clean up," he blocked back, urging her, "Go take a shower, change your clothes, wash and dry early." ”

I couldn't go back to the apartment to clean up my things, Jiang Jianyue only has one set of clothes to wear at present, and she has to go to work tomorrow, so she must wash and dry it early.

After doing a while of mental construction, Jiang Jianyue asked slowly: "Can you find a short-sleeved one that I can wear?" ”

Xie Xingqian stopped moving, stared at her sideways for two seconds, and then turned around and walked towards the master bedroom at the end of the corridor.

Jiang Jianyue followed him into the cloakroom, and when he looked around, most of the black, white and gray in the transparent cabinet were occupied.

He pulled out a T-shirt and pulled out a pair of pants from the cupboard.

Handing her the clothes, Xie Xingqian lowered his eyes and said, "The towels and disposable underwear are all in the main bathroom, you make do with them first, and I will send you back to the peach blossom to pack up some change of clothes after work tomorrow." ”

Jiang saw that the roots of Yueyue's ears were a little hot, and he should go down.

The bathroom in the master bedroom is very Xie Xingqi's temperament. In addition to the warm lighting, the walls, floors and countertops are all cool white grey.

After taking a shower in the bathroom and drying the water droplets on her body with a towel, Jiang Jianyue changed into a T-shirt and pants and looked at herself in the mirror.

I don't know if it's because I've just taken a shower, my cheeks are red.

After looking at each other silently for a while, she patted her face, barely suppressed the subtle tension in her heart, and pushed open the door with the clothes that needed to be washed.

There was no one in the living room, and walking a little further, Xie Xingqian stood in the corner of the floor-to-ceiling window, holding a small watering can and watering the flowers.

"Where's the washing machine?" She asked.

Xie Xingqian turned his head, his gaze stayed on her face for a while, put down the watering can, and walked to the living balcony.

The washer and dryer were on one side of the wall, and in the next crate was a white shirt and black trousers, apparently he had just replaced.

"Put it together and wash it, don't you mind?" He asked.

Jiang Jianyue shook his head, he turned on the washing machine, threw a few pieces of clothes into it, and then poured in the laundry detergent.

Soon, the sound of the washing machine running, accompanied by the sound of rain outside the window.

But in this small space, both of them were a little quiet at this moment.

The delicate atmosphere quietly breeded, and Jiang Jianyue realized that the two were extremely close at this moment.

She tried to find a topic: "I saw you watering the flowers just now, that little pink flower is quite cute, what is it called?" ”

Xie Xingqian looked at her and said leisurely: "Evening primrose." ”