The man tilted his head, but he put on his clothes very neatly. After buttoning the last button, he sat motionless on the bed like a good baby, waiting for Qinglan's praise.
"Sister, I'm fine." The mature voice was magnetic, but it was childish language.
Sure enough, he has some.
Xiang Qinggang looked at him as if he was facing a formidable enemy, but in fact he was just a child waiting for adults to praise him, and she couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"So good," she said, but it was silent. She patted his head gently, really treating this tall man, this mature man who looked about 30 years old, as a child.
"Haha, I understand, my sister is telling me that I am good." The man seemed to have a sense of accomplishment. He saw Xiang Qinggang's mouth movements clearly. Although she did not make a sound, he really listened.
Understood.
She was talking about how well-behaved he was.
Xiang Qinggang nodded once again.
Seeing Xiang Qinglan's affirmation, the man looked very happy as if he had eaten a piece of candy. He grabbed his hair. This seemed to be his habitual action. His fingers with clear joints were very beautiful. Xiang Qinglan looked very happy.
Gang then noticed that it turned out that she was not mistaken last night. His hair was indeed not black, but a brown color that was almost golden.
A foreigner, no, a mixed race. His facial features tend to be more Westernized, and the three-dimensional facial features are very perfect, but the shadow of the Oriental can still be seen.
"Sister, what are you looking at? I'm so hungry." The man put down his hands and put them on his stomach. Even when he finished speaking, his stomach growled in cooperation.
He smiled sheepishly, with a bit of innocent shyness, nodded to Qinglan, and walked towards the kitchen. Her kitchen was small, but it had everything. However, because she was too
She is busy, so she rarely uses it. She usually just gets some food. She is not picky, she just needs to eat enough. If she is really busy, she can just eat an extra pack of instant noodles.
.
The translation work itself is very hard, especially for her now. This job has become her only source of income. Only after she has completed the translation can she take on a new job, and only in this way can she get money.
She quickly cooked a side dish, then cooked a small pot of porridge, and then took it out. Only then did she realize that the man, who she didn't even know who she was, was curiously looking at everyone in her home.
, he nodded from time to time, but his innocent green eyes were exceptionally clear, and his eyes were as clean as a child's.
She sighed, already certain that this man's mind must not be normal. Her heart ached slightly. It was such a pity for such a good man.
"Sister," the man saw her and immediately walked down. He looked at the food in Xiang Qinglan's hand eagerly and swallowed with difficulty. He hadn't eaten properly for several days. Everyone saw him.
, ignored him, and he didn't take the initiative to ask for it from others, and other people like him stretched out their hands to buy things from others, but he, I don't know why, he didn't want to do this, even if he starved to death.
Will beg from others.
He is different from them.
But, he was really too hungry.
However, he still stood aside obediently. Xiang Qinglan placed the food on the only table. She took out two bowls, the larger one was given to him, and the smaller one was for herself. She usually ate it.
It wasn't much, just a little was enough, but she could see that he was already very hungry.
Xiang Qinglan looked at him, her black eyelashes swaying slightly, and there was a fresh smile in her eyes. This must be her rare smile recently. The man stood obediently at a distance, seeming to still be nervous. She stretched out her hand
Wave to him.
The man then sat opposite her with a smile on his face and looked at the big bowl in front of him. However, he did not move his chopsticks. He smiled slightly at Qing Lantong, put the chopsticks in his hand, and pointed.
The bowl on his table nodded to him.
The man glanced at her and understood what she meant. He lowered his head, picked up the bowl, and ate in large gulps. He was really hungry, so he ate very quickly, but Xiang Qinglan was
Unexpectedly, I found that although his movements were very fast, surprisingly, his finger movements seemed to be somewhat elegant, and his sitting posture was also very upright.
Xiang Qinglan picked up the bowl and drank the porridge in the bowl. His bowl could hold up to hers. The man quickly drank up the contents of the bowl. Because he hadn't eaten for too long, he just wanted to
Although he had eaten a lot, he was only sixty percent full now. He looked at Xiang Qinglan, with a desire for food in his eyes, but he did not say it out loud.