A few people were sitting at the dinner table. Jiu Lanlong held his chin in one hand and said casually: "You did a good job."
Amisha smiled: "Thanks to Mo Xue's help, otherwise I would be too busy by myself and I wouldn't be able to prepare these dishes smoothly."
"I just handed over something, but I didn't help much."
"Although it's just a little effort, it has already helped a lot." Amisa smiled and said, "Come on, let's try something quickly."
Mo Xue has always been very silent and doesn't talk much.
And Amisha would always glance at Mo Xue inadvertently, always feeling that they were deliberately hiding something. What was strange was that Mo Xue was very familiar with the kitchen at home, where the dishes and chopsticks were, and even the placement of the plates.
So natural. Just like he folded his clothes skillfully that day.
Hao, Moxue, is there really something going on between you two? Amisha quietly raised her head and glanced at An Yuchen, does Yuchen know?
"Miss Ai, what's the matter?" An Yuchen asked sharply than expected.
Misha just glanced at An Yuchen with doubtful eyes, and he could already tell that something was wrong, and smiled: "It's okay, I just want to see if what you are eating tastes good?"
"Very good." An Yuchen replied as a gentleman.
After the meal, everyone said little. Although the food was delicious, Mo Xue didn't eat much. She always felt like the food she ate was stuck in her heart. After the meal, Mo Xue stood up and said, "I
It’s already getting late, so I won’t bother you today and I’d better go back first.”
An Yuchen stood up and hugged her shoulders.
Hao slowly put down the bowl and chopsticks: "Okay, I'll take you back."
"Long, everyone is really tired today. It's not good to drive in this state. It's better to be like this. As you can see, it's getting late today, so just stay together. Anyway, Lun's house is big and has many guest rooms.
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An Yuchen glanced at Mo Xue.
Mo Xue frowned deeply: "Isn't this bad? Staying here will disturb you too much..."
"It won't be too intrusive, I'll go and help clean up the room now, okay?" Amisha also stood up, preparing to go upstairs to pack things.
Jiu Lan nodded: "Okay."
Amisha didn't waste any time and immediately went upstairs to clean up the room.
Seeing this situation, Mo Xue couldn't talk about leaving anymore, so she had to sit down and said, "Excuse me." It doesn't matter, just hold on for one night, just like in Japan, you close your eyes and open them for a while.
It's over.
The corner of her eyes fell on Jiu Lanlu's body, and the silver-gray one happened to meet her in the air. Mo Xue looked away and hoped that tonight would be a good one...
The sky is getting darker, bringing with it an increasingly cold wind.
In Xuanyuan Che's home, in the huge living room, Lan Le's clothes fell to the floor, and she stood in front of Xuanyuan Che wearing only the most intimate clothes.
"Lan Le, what are you doing? Put your clothes on quickly." Xuanyuan Che narrowed his black eyes with seriousness.
Lan Le slowly raised her eyes and looked at Xuanyuan Che: "You know what I am doing!" When Xuanyuan Che said this, her heart was already hurt.
"I will treat what happened today as if it never happened." Xuanyuan Che's tone has turned cold, and he is about to step in and pass Lan Le.
She quickly grabbed him with her little hands: "Toru...don't pretend it never happened, don't treat me as transparent. Can you look at me squarely? You obviously know everything, why do you pretend you don't know anything? It's so hard."
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Her little hand held Xuanyuan Che's hand tightly.
The black eyes came back. Her body was so beautiful in the dim light, and it seemed that if she looked at it again, it would fascinate people's eyes: "Lele, do you know what you are doing now?"
"I know, I know!"
"Okay, Lele, stop making trouble..."
She was anxious: "I'm not going to make trouble again, Xuanyuan Che, do you think I'm joking now? Even if it's just once, don't treat me as a child, can you treat me as...a woman?"
Seeing her praying, Xuanyuan Che's heart really softened. He loved Lan Le very much, but he always felt that it was just like a sister's love.
Xuanyuan Che slowly pushed Lan Le's hand away.
Lan Le looked at Xuanyuan Che in despair: "Why? Why do you always treat me like a child, just because you are a few years older than me?"
Xuanyuan Che said nothing, took off his clothes and covered Lan Le's body: "What do you want to eat tonight?"
His clothes smelled of him, and they were warm when covering her body, but her heart could no longer be warmed: "I want to eat strawberries."
"Okay, sit here. I'll get it for you." Xuanyuan Che said calmly, as if nothing had been said. He still felt sorry for Lan Le as always, but he didn't know what the reason for this love was.
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Even if I endure the pain, I still don’t want to...
Lan Le sat on the sofa. She looked at Xuanyuan Che's back as he walked to the kitchen, her eyes slowly turned red, then she picked up the clothes on the floor and threw Xuanyuan Che's coat aside.
After a while, Xuanyuan Che came out with a plate of strawberries. There was always no shortage of fresh strawberries at his house, and coincidentally, this was Lan Le's favorite fruit.
When he walked to the living room, he saw his coat thrown on the sofa, the clothes on the floor were gone, and she was gone. He forgot to take a look at the door of the living room, which was slightly open. Had he already left?
On the path outside Xuanyuan Che's house, Lan Le looked extremely embarrassed. His clothes were just thrown on his body casually, and he looked very messy. His hair was also messy.
That beautiful little face is also a little haggard, and it is full of sadness. The pink doll has now turned into a tearful doll. Because you always treat me like a child, like a girl, there will always be a gap between you and me.
An unbridgeable gap?
Brother Che, I thought that when I grow up, one day I will wait for your sight, wait for you to take a look at me, but everything is just my own sentimentality.
No matter how much I grow up, you don't like me, so no matter how hard you try, you can't love me.
Lan Le has never been so lost and embarrassed. Should she really let go? If she doesn't let go, what will happen?
Wait another three years? Wait another five years? But not everyone is Sister Xinmeng and can wait for that love. Her waiting is too painful.
Walking in the hustle and bustle of the city, I unknowingly arrived at a prosperous place with flashing neon lights.
"Miss, our bar has a special sale today, buy one bottle and get one free, do you want to try it?" A person was frantically handing out flyers outside the bar door.
Lan Le didn't know why, but after taking the flyer, he was pushed into the bar in a daze and sat at the bar.