He fell into troubled footsteps until he entered the room, and then he gradually recovered his thoughts that were wandering on the edge of inexplicable emotions, and there seemed to be the pleasant fragrance of gardenia on his body.
In my memory, it was a smell that only my mother could smell. Why did this little woman also smell it?
With his brows furrowed, he went upstairs.
Sang Xia watched the tall figure disappear from sight, then touched her still feverish face and walked towards the house.
This man came back so late and didn't even eat. Is he so busy at work? Humph, he should be busy to death!
Thinking of the way he held her tightly just now, Sang Xia's face felt hot again, and she began to scold herself for being a nymphomaniac, for she almost lost her mind in the man's embrace.
She didn't follow his request and make him four dishes and one soup because it was too late. Sangxia just made a simple hand-rolled noodle, which was also a midnight snack for herself, and waited for her to arrive with the noodles.
When they were in the living room, the man had already changed out of his coat and came downstairs wearing home clothes.
The man who took off his suit no longer looked as serious and nervous as before, but looked more casual like a family man.
The white sports shorts also made him look more energetic.
Because of the man's calmness, Sang Xia's inner embarrassment eased a little.
Thin shreds of green onion and coriander are sprinkled on the surface, and the fragrant sesame oil floats. It smells very good, but I don't know how it tastes.
When Yu Bingpo looked at the simple bowl of noodles in front of him, he glanced at Sang Xia with some displeasure. Sang Xia pretended not to notice, picked up the extremely long noodles with chopsticks, and blew on her mouth.
.While inhaling, he closed his eyes and looked like he was enjoying it greatly.
Yu Bingpo didn't say anything. Seeing the satisfaction on her face, he hesitantly picked up the chopsticks and followed her example, picked up the noodles, put them to his mouth, blew them, and then ate them.
After just one sip, Yu Bingpo's frowned brows just now gradually relaxed.
Well, it seems to taste pretty good.
Snoring, snoring, after a while, the bowl of noodles was eaten up, and the bottom of the bowl turned up.
"It's delicious. My grandma taught me how to make it." Sang Xia looked at him with some pride and said, "My grandma can make many kinds of delicious food. She used to be a cook in a wealthy family."
She lay on the table, looking at his sweet smile, her black eyes curved into crescent moons, and he felt depressed again for no reason.
"?????? Make me a cup of coffee." Yu Bingpo didn't answer her words, but just gave an order and got up and went upstairs.
"Tch, cold-blooded!" Sang Xia stuck out her tongue at the figure walking upstairs, packed up the two bowls and entered the kitchen.
Is it really boring to live with such a man? This man is like this house, either black or white, without any color at all. What’s the point of life? She deserves that little girl.
Dumped him.
Haha, it’s not that she is gossiping, it’s that the man has repeatedly treated her like that magical kid. Even a fool can tell that it was the woman who dumped him.
Just dump him. If you stay with such a cold-blooded, sullen and sinister man for the rest of your life, you will have to suffocate yourself to death and reflect on it.
"Dong dong dong!"
After three knocks on the door, Sangxia stood at the door of the study and waited for a reply before going in with a coffee cup.
"Mr. Yu, coffee." Sang Xia placed the cup in the hand of the man who was typing something on the keyboard.
This was the first time she came into this study, and she couldn't help but look at it curiously. When she looked up, she found that there were many paintings she liked on the bookshelf, many of which were works by world-famous painters that she wanted to buy but was reluctant to buy.
He lingered by the bookshelf, refusing to go out.
Yu Bingpo just glanced at it, then lowered his head and got busy again, without even the slightest change in his expression.
"Mr. Yu, I want to lend you a book, okay?" Sang Xia really couldn't convince herself to leave immediately. She was attracted by so many favorite books.
It's like a child who suddenly finds in front of him a huge lollipop that he coveted in his dreams. How can he move? The soles of his shoes seem to be stuck with glue, and he really can't move.
Yu Bingpo still didn't raise his head or answer. His fingers were tapping on the keyboard as if they were flying. The bouncing sound made Sang Xia's head feel confused.
Hey, man, if you agree, you will agree, and if you don't, you will be pulled down. Why are you so indifferent to me?
"Mr. Yu?" Sang Xia wanted to go away, but was really unwilling to do so, so she shamelessly shouted again. His sister Yu Bingpo just wanted to borrow a book, and it's not like he wouldn't return it to you. Just be quick.
no?!
Sang Xia smiled with eyes like crescent moons and squinted at the busy man, but she couldn't help but greet him countless times in her heart.
"Come back in time after reading it." Just when Sang Xia was about to lose the patience to wait any longer, Yu Bingpo replied softly.
Sang Xia breathed out immediately, and without having time to hide her excitement, she immediately said, "Thank you, Mr. Yu, I will return it as soon as I finish reading it." It's not difficult to borrow something and then borrow it again. She understands this principle.
Sang Xia clenched her little hands and made a cheering gesture, and the smile on her face almost turned into a flower. There was a large row of books. Although many of them were about business management, many of them were about painting.
The books look brand new, as if no one has read them.
Yu Bingpo glanced at the excited little woman, feeling agitated again. The movements in his hands seemed not as coherent as before, and a pair of deep eyes drifted towards her from time to time.
There was a trace of softness in his eyes that even he didn't feel.
Sang Xia carefully selected, not knowing which book to read first. The top one was the one she had always wanted to buy but had never bought, that was the one.
However, it is too high and cannot be reached.
Sang Xia tried several times and stretched her arms as far as possible, but still couldn't get it. She was thinking that the man on the side was still busy, so she was embarrassed to ask him for help. Besides, if she asked him for help,
Maybe the man will regret lending it to her again, which would be too bad.
By the way, move a stool.
Moving the stool next to her, Sangxia stepped on the stool and reached for the top book with her tiptoes.
Being short has this advantage. Although the altitude is not enough, people are still very dexterous, right?
Sangxia reached for the book, feeling a little proud in her heart, and raised her feet to get down, but she didn't know what happened. Suddenly the bench tilted, and her little body fell backwards??????
"Ah??????!" With an exclamation, the book in Sangxia's hand drew a graceful arc and landed on the computer keyboard in front of the man behind him with a "pop" sound.
And she originally thought she was going to fall to the ground, but found that she actually landed firmly in a broad embrace.