She wanted him to be moved and really fall in love with her, and then, at the right time, Tang Yue would appear and humiliate her as usual, and then completely realize her real purpose of setting this trap.
The abacus was so loud, he was almost, almost, really going to fall in love with her.
He stared at her, not saying much, but his expression was scary.
Qianxun suffocated before replying softly, "I hope you get better soon."
She turned around and left, returning to the kitchen, feeling annoyed at her recklessness.
Why did she impulsively say those words to him just now? She wanted to comfort him, let him relax and face the matter positively, but as soon as she finished speaking, it had the opposite effect and made him doubt something.
.
Chop chop chop chop chop chop chop chop chop chop chop chop chop chop chop, she is not only timid, but also a complete fool, Feng Xing is the kind of person, even if she can't be a real man, there are probably countless women who are willing to bear the name of Mrs. Feng, where is the turn?
She was here to worry about him.
Idiot! Big idiot!!
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The atmosphere between the two people finally relaxed, but because of Qian Xun's confession, it became tense again.
Different from the previous cynicism, this time Fengxing was silent.
Most of the time, he was alone, busy with the computer, and there were endless calls on his mobile phone, from morning to night, and into the night.
He no longer dines with her.
He no longer tried to peek at her with affectionate eyes, and occasionally got distracted from his work to find her location.
He even refused to look at her again and only treated her as a real little maid.
We obviously live in the same room, and the footsteps can be heard clearly, but the distance between them suddenly widens so far that they are insurmountable across thousands of rivers and mountains.
Qianxun was hiding in the kitchen, feeling as annoyed as a raging little beast.
After finishing dinner, she brought it to Feng Xing to eat. She dug out another carrot, put it on the cutting board, and quickly cut it.
The blade rolled up the afterimage, and the speed was so real that every knife seemed to be about to chop off the pair of green fingers, but it was narrowly avoided at the last moment.
At the door, a man with an empty glass in his hand stood there with bated breath, frowning and looking at it, not daring to make a sound, for fear of suddenly scaring her at this moment.
His heart, mentioning Lao Gao, clenched his fists, trying his best to suppress his worries.
It wasn't until Qianxun finished cutting a whole carrot and was groping for something else to cut, that he stepped forward and grabbed her knife with his cane, "Are you crazy? You're in a daze.
Chopping vegetables! What if you get it all? What if your finger is cut off? There is some beautiful scenery over there, you must keep looking at it."
Qianxun opened his mouth and stared blankly at him. He was really frightened.
She wanted to say that she would not be able to cut her hand. She had been practicing this thing since she was a child. The blade was like an extension of her limbs. She controlled it with instinct, so how could she accidentally hurt herself.
But when I saw his livid face and angry expression, his pink mouth only opened and closed a few times, but no sound came out.