After the meal, Du Jiawen touched his belly and sighed with satisfaction: "Xiaochuang, it's your craftsmanship that is killing me. It seems that I will probably grow a beer belly before I reach middle age.
Come."
Xiang Xiaochuang pursed his lips and smiled: "I didn't prepare beer for you..."
Du Jiawen saw her moving and rushed to stand up to help Xiang Xiaochuang clear the table: "Sit still and I will help you take these to the kitchen."
It would be false to say that he was not touched. Although Du Jiawen poured all the leftovers into the trash can, Xiang Xiaochuang felt a little distressed. He could obviously put them in the refrigerator and have a meal next time...
However, the dishes that had been cooked overnight were indeed lacking in flavor, which was really difficult for Du Jiawen, who was a must-eat delicacies.
Looking at the dining table that Du Jiawen had wiped, there were traces of wiping, one after another. Under the light, it looked like glass scratched by a child. Xiang Xiaochuang couldn't help but bend over with laughter.
Du Jiawen became angry: "This is the first time I do it, and there will inevitably be problems like this..."
Xiang Xiaochuang nodded in agreement, but the smile still kept escaping from his lips. Du Jiawen smiled and complained: "Look, it's really hard to be a man. If you are willing to help with some housework, you still have to be laughed at, ugh
——”
He sighed protractedly, making Xiang Xiaochuang laugh again.
Du Jiawen hugged her from behind: "Look, you're still smiling..."
"Thank you, Jiawen." Xiang Xiaochuang suddenly turned around, looked at his face, and said seriously.
"Why do you want to say thank you?" Du Jiawen asked doubtfully.
"I know you won't do these things since you were born, and you did it for me. So, I want to thank you." Xiang Xiaochuang followed his embrace and threw herself into his arms. His chest was
Her warmest harbor. However, it may not only belong to herself.
A shadow fell on her heart, and it was so overwhelming that she could hardly breathe.
Du Jiawen didn't notice her emotional changes, and just hugged her contentedly. It turned out that once the closed door of the heart was opened, it was like a bright winter day, which could relieve the whole body and heart.
"Ding dong - ding dong -" When the doorbell rang, neither of them was willing to move. It wasn't until the doorbell rang over and over again that Xiang Xiaochuang got out of his arms.
"I gonna go see……"
"I'll go!" When Du Jiawen turned around, he took the opportunity to secretly lick her cheek. Xiang Xiaochuang dodged with a smile, his face as red as a half-ripe apple.
"Chen Jiaye!" Du Jiawen opened the door and looked at the modern girl standing at the door in surprise. The smile on his face froze into two lines before he could restrain it.
"Hi, Jiawen, where do you live?" Chen Jiaye's smile was perfect and touching, but in Du Jiawen's eyes, he felt a headache.
"Please come in..." Du Jiawen said habitually, and suddenly felt something was wrong. What would Xiang Xiaochuang think when he saw Chen Jiaye? It was easy to clear the clouds and see the sun. Just when he felt that life was beginning to be as sweet as pouring honey, it happened that Chen Jiaye came out again.
came out.
Xiang Xiaochuang wiped the dining table again before coming out of the kitchen: "Jiawen, who is it?"
She stared blankly at the woman in front of her. The bright red brocade dress highlighted her pretty face. The slim long coat reached to her knees. The diamond in her neck shone brightly.
She wears light makeup, but her eyelashes are very long. Her figure is impeccable, her facial features are impeccable, and her temperament is even better. Her body embodies the perfection of a woman.
"Hey, who are you? Why are you at Jiawen's house?" Because he was wearing a pair of ten-centimeter high heels, Chen Jiaye looked more than half a head taller than Xiang Xiaochuang, who was wearing flat slippers. Although he had a polite smile on his face,
That condescending attitude always makes people feel depressed.
Xiang Xiaochuang glanced at Du Jiawen and said slowly: "I think I should be the one to answer this question. Jiawen is my... friend, and this is my home."
Chen Jiaye looked surprised: "Really, Jiawen?"
Du Jiawen nodded awkwardly: "Yes."
"But, I clearly heard that... you have a lover who lives in this building."
Xiang Xiaochuang felt that her blood rushed to her head with another "boom". Could it be that because she made a mistake in one trip, she would never be able to get rid of the title of lover for the rest of her life?
Du Jiawen hurriedly took over the conversation: "Here, let me introduce you. This is Chen Jiaye, and this is Xiang Xiaochuang. This is Xiaochuang's home, don't get me wrong."
"But Jiawen, why are you here?" Chen Jiaye looked confused and blinked a few times with long mascara on his eyes.
Xiang Xiaochuang looked at the smile on her lips and understood immediately. In fact, she was probably doing enough work. Otherwise, how could she have found an apartment that was two floors away?
Du Jiawen smiled and made a "please sit down" gesture: "I'm here to have a meal at Xiaochuang. I'm sorry, I didn't know you would arrive today, so I didn't go to pick you up. What do you think? I think this city is better than
How is Singapore?”
Chen Jiaye sat down with a smile, and Xiang Xiaochuang reluctantly made two cups of tea. What's going on with these two people? If you want to chat about everyday things, please go back to your apartment. Taking advantage of her territory, she spoke in a clever way
When you come and go in Fengdi, which part of the show is that?
She was secretly glad that Tang Xiangtian rented the apartment on this floor for her because he knew her difficulties. Otherwise, if she stayed at Du Jiawen's place now, she would be treated as a free maid, and she would not even have a stand at all.
Already.
"It feels much colder than in Singapore. I just went to buy a coat. The decoration here is quite good." Chen Jiaye looked at the living room. Such kind words seemed to lack sincerity no matter how you heard them.
"Xiaochang's taste has always been good." Du Jiawen was not shy about praising Xiang Xiaochuang, which surprised Chen Jiaye. After looking at Xiang Xiaochuang again, a warning bell rang in his heart.
It seemed that he was still too careless. This so-called "lover" was definitely not normal for Du Jiawen, who had changed his female companions like changing clothes within three months.
"Really..." She smiled faintly, and her eyes that glanced at Xiang Xiaochuang intentionally or unintentionally were filled with blameless contempt.
Xiang Xiaochuang took off his coat at home and only wore thin cotton home clothes. Although the clothes were loose, the bulge in his abdomen was too large to be ignored.
Chen Jiaye scored in his mind for Xiang Xiaochuang. His delicate and delicate facial features, because he did not wear makeup, looked fresh and refined. If he had been carefully dressed up, he would have been even more stunning.
The heart that had always been full of confidence also began to ponder for a moment.