The living room was unlit, it was pitch black, and I couldn't see my fingers. [No pop-ups. 】

A thick blanket was spread on the ground, and Ye Jiaqi walked on it without making too much noise.

Despite this, the vigilant Josnian woke up.

He saw Ye Jiaqi's back, his voice was hoarse, and his eyes were tired: "Where are you going?" ”

Ye Jiaqi paused in fright and whispered, "Go to the kitchen and get something to eat." ”

"Hungry?"

“”

"How many times have I said, don't be willful, your body is your own."

"I know."

Ye Jiaqi didn't want to quarrel with him, after all, it was late at night.

The living room was so quiet, so quiet that she could hear her own breathing.

"What do you want to eat?"

"I go to the kitchen and eat whatever I have, I'm not a picky eater."

She knew that there were a lot of delicious foods in the kitchen of Qiao's house, and it didn't matter if she called the maid to get up at night to cook it, but Ye Jiaqi knew her identity, and she hadn't reached the point where she could bother the maid.

"What do you want to eat?" He repeated it again, raising his voice.

In the darkness, he looked at her through the glimmer of light outside the window.

She stood on the ground in a long pajama in light pink, her hair was a little messy and scattered over her shoulders, and her pink face was a light flush.

She stood on the ground and looked at him.

"Noodle, I don't know if there's a kitchen." Ye Jiaqi groaned for dozens of seconds.

"It's cold at night, go back to the bed, I'll make it for you." Josnian said lightly.

Ye Jiaqi was stunned: "No, I can do it myself, I will." ”

"You made it, can you eat it?"

"I don't pick."

"Go upstairs!"

Ye Jiaqi was yelled at by him for no reason, she twisted her hands and folded them in front of her pajamas.

Josnian had already sat up from the couch.

He wears a black lace-up dressing gown and a notebook next to the couch.

Ye Jiaqi was not polite to him: "Then I'll go upstairs." ”

"Hmm."

Joss walked out of his long legs and headed towards the kitchen, his figure quickly disappearing into the living room.

Ye Jiaqi was a little cold, hugged his arms and walked to the bedroom.

Ten minutes later.

Josnian carried a bowl of noodles on the cabinet at the head of her bed.

The noodles are fragrant, exuding a thick steam, with a layer of green onions floating on top, and a poached egg is added.

Ye Jiaqi swallowed his saliva and looked at him with blazing eyes.

She craves it.

He handed her the chopsticks: "Take it." ”

"Thank you."

Ye Jiaqi held the noodles, very hungry, and his stomach rumbled.

None of them spoke again.

Joss didn't leave, sat on the sofa opposite her, and looked at her: "What time is the plane ticket?" ”

Ye Jiaqi was very hungry: "Wait until I am finished eating?" ”

Qiao Sinian hooked the corners of his lips: "You eat." ”

Ye Jiaqi, who didn't eat dinner, devoured noodles, Qiao Sinian's craftsmanship was very good, and she ate it very fragrantly.

She doesn't care about what is not imaged, she only cares about eating.

In the past, I liked to be restrained in front of the people I liked, pretend to be elegant, and pretend to be a lady, but now I think about it, naïve.

"Eat slowly." He told that his gaze never left her face, and the deep underside of his eyes was an impenetrable trace.

She was so hungry that she quickly finished a bowl of noodles.

If you are full of food and drink, your body is warm, and your stomach is full.

She wrapped herself in the quilt, and when she saw that Qiao Sinian had no intention of leaving, she frowned and urged: "It's not early, you should go back to sleep." Staying up late is not good for the skin for women, and the same is true for men, no one likes them when they are old. ”

"What time is the plane ticket?"

"Ten o'clock."