Only then did Ai Xueer remember that he had given her the key when he left, so she dug around in her pajamas bag for a long time and finally found the shining golden key.
The door opened, and Xueer rushed in excitedly, running around her new home.
Bei Xijue brought a pair of slippers for Ai Xueer.
"Take off your idiot shoes."
Although Ai Xueer was reluctant, she still took off her shoes and put on the pair of furry slippers he gave her. The size was just right. She didn't think that Bei Xijue specially prepared this for her. She thought to herself
This man on the eighth floor often brought home all kinds of women, so he kept a lot of women's clothes at home.
"What's that look in your eyes?"
Bei Xijue sat on the sofa and glanced at Ai Xueer, who was still standing at the entrance.
"How can I look at you? I mean, what do you want from me?"
"Of course I'm looking for you because I have something to do."
He casually took the remote control and turned on the huge inlaid LCD TV, changing channels inadvertently.
"I'm hungry."
Ai Xueer's eyes widened and she looked at the wall clock on the wall. The hands clearly pointed to 3:30 in the morning. She thought it was already dawn the next day.
"Then what?"
"Go cook."
"What?"
Ai Xueer yelled out in surprise.
"It's half past three and you actually asked me to cook?"
Crazy, he must be crazy.
Bei Xi never looked at someone who was in a rage.
"I'm hungry."
Okay, bear with it, she is starving to death anyway, and by the way, she can also get a free, um, early morning meal.
"Just do it."
She is now his nanny and servant, and she deserves to be treated poorly by him.
Ai Xueer ran to the kitchen with her slippers on. Not even half a minute later, she ran out with a spatula and stood in front of Bei Xijue.
"Where's the vegetables? Where's the rice?"
Bei Xijue casually threw the remote control aside, spread his hands and leaned back on the leather sofa.
"Shouldn't this be your business?"
"You mean, you don't have rice or vegetables, and you still want to eat?"
Bei Xijue nodded awkwardly.
"Any questions?"
There are problems, big, big problems.
"Bei Xijue, do you think I am a god? How can I cook for you without ingredients?"
If possible, she wanted to throw the spatula in her hand and completely disfigure the unnaturally handsome face in front of her.
Bei Xijue raised his eyebrows, as if he was thinking about something. After a while, he took out his wallet and handed her a banknote.
"Go buy it."
Ai Xueer tried her best to suppress the anger in her heart and explained patiently.
"Mr. Bei, it's half past three in the morning. I'm afraid the supermarket downstairs has long been closed."
Bei Xijue's eyebrows furrowed, and for a long time, just when Ai Xueer thought he would let her go back to sleep, he opened his thin lips and faintly uttered a few words.
"I'm hungry."
At the end, I added another sentence.
"Xue'er is hungry too."
I'm hungry too!
Ai Xueer yelled in her heart, angrily snatched the money from his hand, and ran out angrily. She didn't notice the man behind her curling his lips into a perfect arc, showing a bit of success and a bit of favor.
Drowning, a bit playful.
Half an hour later, the apartment door was pushed open again. Bei Xijue's eyes flashed, and he immediately turned his eyes that had been staring at the apartment door. He quietly picked up the remote control in his hand, looking at Ai Xueer.
In his eyes, he seemed to have been watching the program leisurely.