Scrambled eggs with tomatoes, celery squid, water spinach with garlic paste, and shepherd's purse tofu soup. Three dishes and one soup, neatly placed on the dining table, red and green, the colors are really beautiful, and the steam of heat is wafting in the air, mixing
The aroma of the food makes people move their index fingers.
Then, Chu Qiao brought two more bowls of rice, one for Meng Yanchen and the other for herself. She said calmly: "The food is ready, eat it!" Her purpose of cooking this meal was not to get something.
Meng Yanchen's praise, she just didn't want him to be hungry.
There was an unknown emotion surging in Meng Yanchen's eyes. He hesitated for a while, then picked up his chopsticks, picked up a piece of water spinach, put it into his mouth slowly, and chewed it carefully.
The taste of water spinach is very fresh, not too strong, but in the light aftertaste, there is another strong umami flavor winding on the tip of the tongue. Although it is not necessarily delicious, it makes him want to eat it again.
One chopstick.
In the past eight years, if he came back to eat, the food would be cooked by Sister Wan. Every time Sister Wan would finish cooking, she would stand by the dining table and watch him eat. Although he did not regard Sister Wan as an outsider, she
But my sister insisted not to eat at the same table with him.
Therefore, often when he is alone, he does not particularly like to go home for dinner.
Because, when eating, his heart will feel a touch of loneliness.
But, now...
Meng Yanchen raised his head and looked at Chu Qiao, who was eating tomatoes in front of him. A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth unconsciously. There seemed to be a feeling of emotion in his left chest that expanded little by little, filling his entire chest. Very
The warm feeling made him indulge in it.
"It's delicious!" These two words were low and short, and the praise came from his heart.
Chu Qiao couldn't help but pause while picking up the vegetables, raised her head, and looked at him doubtfully.
Meng Yanchen's lips curled up slightly: "I said it was delicious..."
The corners of Chu Qiao's mouth rose up because of these words, but only she knew the bitterness and helplessness of her smile. She poked the small bowl a few times with her chopsticks, and pretended to say casually: "I want to ask, when can I
...No need to be your lover anymore?" Now that Xu Anran is back, her value has disappeared. So what else is she doing here? She just wants to ask this, and wants to know when she will be abandoned by him.
, so that she can be mentally prepared and not be in such a panic at that time.
The chopsticks landed on the dining table and made a crisp sound.
Meng Yanchen's eyes flashed with violence and sinisterness, and the corners of her mouth tightened, forming a faint green line. Why could she always make him fall from the sky to the ground when he was happy, igniting the anger in his chest?
!
She wanted to leave him so much, after all, he was also her first man! Besides, the agreement was still there, how could she just leave him like this? This kind of strong possessiveness had never been in his heart before
.He ignored that he had never felt this way about Xu Anran...
"Why do you ask that?" It's not a question but a question.
"Now that Miss Xu is back, I think it's possible that you... don't need me anymore?" Chu Qiao said carefully, speaking out her thoughts. As she spoke, she looked at Meng Yanchen's expression.
Meng Yanchen's hand crossed the dining table, grabbed her wrist, and stared into her almond-shaped eyes like a hawk.
"She is her, you are what you...need? What? Are you worried that I don't need you?" Meng Yanchen stood up, quickly walked to her side, leaned down and pressed against her ear,
He said coldly: "Well, I will use practical actions to prove my need!"
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