"..." Qiao Nian really didn't expect that he would actually go to the store and wait in line for an hour just to buy Yufu breakfast for himself.
In a daze, her left hand was pulled up again.
He held her hand with his big, generous hand, and pinched the tips of her fingers with his rough fingertips, which made her feel itchy and dry, like an electric shock.
She raised her head, and before she could frown, she heard the man's deep and hoarse voice: "Oh, I finally feel a little warmer."
Qiao Nian: "..."
Ye Wangchuan looked at the girl's irritated porcelain white face and said, "Would you like to go out for a walk later?"
"Now?"
Qiao Nian's attention was diverted, and she forgot that someone was still holding her hand.
The weather in Beijing was quite cold in December, especially as the temperature dropped in the past two days. The weather got even colder, and she was reluctant to go out.
"Not really..." I didn't want to finish my sentence.
Ye Wangchuan said in a low voice: "I will make hot pot for you tonight, but there are no ingredients in the refrigerator. If you want to eat, you have to go out and buy some ingredients. Do you want to eat?"
The taste here in Beijing is generally bland, and Qiao Nian himself has reached the point where she doesn't like anything spicy.
I ate northern food all day yesterday, and the food was very bland.
As soon as she heard about hot pot, she was really moved, with a hesitant expression on her face.
Ye Wangchuan had made hot pot once before, and the taste was just as good as the ones sold outside. Even Jiang Li couldn't forget it for a long time after eating it once.
As soon as he mentioned it, Qiao Nian remembered the smell of hot pot that time.
He lowered his eyelashes and thought about it for less than a minute before he finally thought about it. He raised his head and looked at him: "Eat!"
"Then you go shopping with me to buy ingredients?" the man whispered with a smile.
Qiao Nian has no objection to eating people with a short mouth and taking people with soft hands. She shrugged her shoulders and said sternly: "Well, where can I buy it?"
"There is a supermarket outside Jiusuo, which sells fresh food." Ye Wangchuan had already expected that she would agree, and immediately said: "There is also a cold drink shop next to the supermarket. The aloe vera and sago juice there is good. Come out and give it to you.
Buy a drink.”
Qiao Nian raised the ends of her eyes but did not refuse.
Gu San, who was following them, watched as his Mr. Wang arranged for a date with just a few words, and even ate Miss Qiao's tofu several times. He kept a stern look on his face and kept smacking his lips behind him, feeling deeply suspicious.
What's wrong with you? A single guy is following a young couple. Isn't this looking for abuse?
"Then I'll drive?"
Now that he had decided to go shopping, Ye Wangchuan took out his car keys and stopped to ask her.
"I'll wait for you." Qiao Nian doesn't have a car, at least not here in Beijing for the time being. When she comes back after finishing the college entrance examination, she thinks about asking Aunt Yuan to get her a car to make traveling more convenient.
Ye Wangchuan drove off.
Gu San took Chen Zhu and found an excuse to escape.
Qiao Nian stayed here alone for the time being and waited. While waiting, she played on her mobile phone and played games.
As soon as she started talking, she received a message from Wen Ruxia.
Qiao Nian put her phone up and looked down.
[Light-chasing boss, I heard Mr. Nie said that you won’t come to this music exchange meeting? What’s going on? What’s the reason? 】
Qiao Nian tapped the screen with her slender fingers and replied to her.
【Something's wrong.】
Very concise and concise.
It took Wen Ruxia three seconds to reply.
[OK, I understand. You can do your business first, and you can come back next time if you have the opportunity. By the way, there is an assessment at the end of this music exchange meeting, which mainly assesses the personal abilities of this group of newcomers. Look at you.
Is it convenient? Can you help me with a question?】