In the deep mountains and dense forests, the fallen leaves rustled, covering the road.
One of them looked at the bamboo forest and held the meal in a complicated expression. The jade steps made a creaking sound, slowly stopped in front of the door and buckled it gently.
"Uncle, can I come in? I'll give you some food."
"Come in."
The plain sound in the house was without any turmoil, but with lifeless force, it made a ripple in Xiaoyue's heart. With a slightly frowning of her eyebrows, she walked in as if nothing had happened.
"I thought you wouldn't let me in."
"How could it be, no matter how many things happen, I will not turn you out."
The man who was taking a nap on the soft collapse closed his eyes and rested. He suddenly put down his arms, opened his eyes and sat up with his body, looking at the busy petite figure in front of him, with a smile on his eyes.
"I don't know what delicious food Xiaoyue has prepared for me."
"You are like this, so you can't slack off."
Xiaoyue took out the small plate from the bamboo basket and put it on the table, saying one by one.
"I have prepared it for you. Erbazhen cake and longan lotus seeds and glutinous rice porridge are all for nourishing the heart and blood. In addition, some refreshing and not greasy side dishes are the best match."
"You have a heart, Xiaoyue."
Di Weike walked to Xiaoyue's side and whipped her clothes and sat down. Looking at the delicacies displayed in front of her, she was in a happy mood and entered her throat and ready to eat.
"Don't you sit down and eat together?"
"I'm not hungry yet."
Xiaoyue's eyelids drooped, and she actually held her eyes and pursed her lips and sniffed.
"You can eat as long as you want, don't worry about me. If I'm hungry, I'll find food by myself."
"oh."
When Di Weike saw that she had no intention of sitting with her, he was not forced. For a moment, the atmosphere suddenly became subtle, which made Xiaoyue dodge his eyes with some discomfort.
Just as she was thinking about whether to leave here, the man spoke at this moment.
"Xiaoyue, do you have something to tell me?"
"ah?"
Xiaoyue's heart tightened, obviously she didn't expect him to say something so suddenly. After she calmed down, she barely smiled.
"Things are not."
"Yeah?"
Di Weike put down the chopsticks in his hand and looked at her with his eyes lifted. A swaying light jumped in his straight eyes, sharp and explicit.
When she looked at it like this, Xiaoyue turned her head and ignored her ashamedly.
"Why are you looking at me like that?"
"Because I know, you're not telling the truth."
Di Weike took a deep breath and said solemnly.
"You were never like this before in front of me. Why, now you are becoming unfamiliar."
"I'm not going to be unfamiliar with you..."
Xiaoyue frowned indescribableness. She was worried and bit her thin lips tightly.
"Just don't want to be too embarrassed about each other."
After all, she told him so righteously about her relationship with him before. She did not forget that before she left, she saw him looking like she was in a state of dismay.
She was worried that she would continue to be so tough. Not only would she not get the result she wanted, but she might also lose her relative.
Perhaps, it is so serious that even friends can't do it.
Di Weike smiled. He already understood what Xiaoyue meant. For a moment, he was mixed with jealousy and curled his lips.
"It's okay, you just want to know whether Hong Zhao's affairs have anything to do with me, right?"
"uncle……"
Xiaoyue looked at him with some concern, and after thinking about it, thousands of words finally formed one sentence.