Yemo didn't say anything more, and the idea of leaving was dispelled.

He sat quietly across from Jane Anning.

Jian Anning smiled at him, and then continued to eat the noodles in the bowl by himself.

In fact, at this moment, Jian Anning's heart was nervous and uneasy, and even when facing him, there was a trace of rustiness and fear.

So she tried to make herself appear naturally and familiarly in front of him

She really didn't want to get along with him, as if it was a polite stranger.

"You shouldn't have eaten either, have you? Would you like to eat some? Jian Anning slowly raised her eyes and glanced at the man opposite, "I remember before, you ...... They also like to eat noodles with me. ”

Two people eat a bowl of noodles, that's a common thing,

Once, they all enjoyed that sense of intimacy.

It's just that it's somewhat ironic to mention it now.

Seeing that Yemo didn't speak, Jian Anning knew that her words were inappropriate, so she said 'I'm sorry' to him, and never mentioned anything about their past again.

She ate very elegantly, chewed slowly, and Yemo didn't say much, and from beginning to end, he showed enough patience to wait for her.

"I'm done." Jian Anning put down the chopsticks in his hand, "I'll pay the bill." ”

"I'll go." After speaking, Yemo quickly got up in one step.

After paying the bill, the two came out of the hotel, and it was almost dusk.

The setting sun casts a soft golden glow on this bustling fashion capital.

Jian An stood quietly under the warm sky, raised her head slightly, looked at this long-lost city, and the corners of her lips quietly rose.

"It's beautiful." She couldn't help but sigh.

Yemo glanced sideways slightly, glanced at the woman standing beside him, and saw her satisfied look, and her always cold and hard heart slowed down a lot.

"Let's go."

"Where?"

"Find a hotel to stay in."

*

Royal Park Hotel.

Presidential Suite.

After Jian Anning took a bath, she walked out of the bathroom with only a bath towel.

She secretly came back from France with Yemo, and when she came back, she was very anxious, and she didn't bring any extra luggage, so she brought a carry-on bag, which only contained a mobile phone, some important documents, a little cash and a bank card.

"Night ......" Jian Anning walked to the living room and looked at the man sitting on the sofa smoking a cigarette.

Yemo heard the movement, and after exhaling a puff of smoke, he raised his eyes lazily.

Jian Anning unconsciously raised her hand and wrapped the bath towel on her body tightly.

She hung her head, a flash of shame on her face.

She is a very shy person, and Yemo knows this better than anyone else.

He used to kiss her for a while, and she would blush for a while, and then he ...... Later, when I did it with her, I turned off the lights almost every time.

"What's the matter?" He raised his eyebrows and asked lightly.

"I came back without luggage, so ...... Can you please help me get a set of clothes, one set is enough, and I will buy the rest myself. ”

Even if Jian Anning wanted to behave naturally and familiarly in front of him, Yemo's cold and hard appearance still made her feel a sense of distance.

Jian Anning's character has always been like this, weak, timid, and her face is thinner than paper......

In the past, Yemo had always thought that Luo Yan and Jian Anning were very similar, but now it seems to be an illusion.

The two of them, except for the dedication and seriousness of their acting careers, are inseparable in other aspects.