Yan Shiqi seemed to be ironed out of exhaustion by the man's caring tone, sat up in his burning sight, his slender legs folded at his side, his hands supported the side of the bed, his eyes were embedded in his eye sockets, and he said crisply: "Why did you pick me up here tonight?"

"I'm not going to Quancheng tomorrow, I should meet before I leave. ”

The man's voice was low and gentle, looking at her watery pupils, and the warm light reflected each other's figures.

At this moment, his mind moved, and he took her tender face and put a kiss on her lips.

Outside the window was the kind twilight of the clouds and the moon, and he was beside the bed.

The deep eyes are like black jade under a waterhole, surging with a faint dark light.

What followed was a tacit silence between each other.

Yan Shiqi pursed the corners of his lips.

Her face was pale, her eyelashes drooped, her fingertips ticking the edge of the bed from time to time, and her heart was beating like a drum.

Qin Baiyu caught her small movements, and it seemed that every time she was nervous, she would unconsciously make such a move.

He said hoarsely, "Have you eaten at night?"

Upon his inquiry, Yan Shiqi shook his head blankly: "No, I've been recording, I don't have time." ”

"Go take a shower and go downstairs for dinner later. ”

The man smoothed the hair from her ear as he spoke, pinched her soft face, got up and went out.

Yan Shiqi looked at his broad back in a daze, until the door closed, he slowly bent his knees, wrapped his hands around his ankles, his chin was on his knees, his lips were bent, and he inadvertently thought of Fang Cai's kiss.

……

Half an hour later, Yan Shiqi came out of the shower and saw a brand new nightdress on the bedside table. The aqua blue silk fabric is knee-length and is just the right amount of comfort to wear in the current season.

After changing into a nightdress, she wiped her hair briefly and went downstairs with her slippers.

In the kitchen, Qin Baiyu sat on the side of the dining table, holding half a cigarette in his hand, holding an Ipad and seemed to be busy.

Hearing the footsteps, he turned off the screen, saw her wet hair, and frowned slightly, "Didn't blow your hair?"

Yan Shiqi rubbed the side of his ear indifferently, "I didn't blow it, it will dry in a while." ”

Actually, she was hungry and didn't want to waste time.

The man was noncommittal, put the iPad aside, "Come over and eat first." ”

On the table, there is a bowl of simple white porridge and a stir-fried bamboo shoot, which is light and nutritious.

After Yan Shiqi sat down, he took a spoon and drank a mouthful of porridge, which was not bland and tasteless, and there were vegetables in it, and a bamboo shoot was sandwiched, the entrance was crisp and the taste was moderate.

She chewed it carefully, swallowed it, and asked him, "Did you make these?"

The man leaned back in the chair, the cigarette on his fingertips had been extinguished, he bowed his head slightly, his eyes were warm, "Hmm, is it delicious?"

"Yes!

Yan Shiqi's hand holding the spoon gave a thumbs up to the man, and his face looked like a man with honor.

How is it so good!

After dinner, it was nearly eleven o'clock in the evening.

Yan Shiqi straightened his waist and rubbed his stomach, eating contented and comfortable.

Qin Baiyu was not there, and when she was about to finish eating, she took her Ipad upstairs.

She thought it might be on business.

Yan Shiqi scratched her face, got up and cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, the bamboo shoots and vegetable porridge were all eaten, and she planned to wash the dishes.

The man who had just put the dishes and chopsticks into the sink and returned was already standing at the kitchen door and said, "Put it away, Sister-in-law Lin will clean it up tomorrow." Come and sit and blow dry your hair. ”