After arriving at the Five Grains Palace, Di Yanyi put her on a chair, and then turned around and walked towards a cabinet in the hall.

Cheng Xinyan's feet had just touched the ground, and without looking at him, she wanted to get up and walk out, but she caught a glimpse of him walking towards the cabinet in the corner of her eyes.

His eyes flashed slightly, and he forgot his movements for a while, and just stared at him directly.

Watching him take out the contents from the cabinet, then turned around indifferently, and put those things on the table the same, as if he had just noticed her direct gaze, suddenly he raised his head and looked at her gently, as if the initial estrangement between the two no longer existed, picked the corners of his mouth and slowly sat down.

Suddenly, he said, "What are you doing standing there?" But how about a taste of these dishes? I've been looking forward to it for a long time. ”

Cheng Xinyan, who heard this, wanted to say, "I have already tasted these things with Huan and him last night, and what you want to eat is also the leftover from what Huan and I ate last night." ’

But when the words came to her lips, she took a deep breath, but asked what she wanted to know more in her heart, ignoring the words "eat the leftovers".

"You didn't go to the retreat last night?" Cheng Xinyan said an affirmative sentence.

Not only did she not go, but she also paid attention to her every move!

Otherwise, how would he have known that there was something in the cupboard?

When she came, she also said that she was asked to eat what she had made, but then she turned around and went to the cabinet and took out what she had put in last night?

It's usually idle, not to mention the spiritual power suppression, not to mention the smell of the vegetables.

The function of this cabinet was only told to Di Yanyi when she had no intention of mentioning it one day, and then she would use it occasionally.

And Di Yanyi never puts leftovers in it on weekdays, so naturally there will be no leftovers, and all along, he has cooked just the right amount for the two of them.

She wasted so much food last night because she was venting, otherwise that cabinet would not have placed food except for some vegetables on weekdays.

Di Yanyi's eyes flashed slightly, and then he indifferently picked up the chopsticks on the table, put the chopsticks on one of the bowls of dishes, put them on his lips and touched them gently, and then slowly put them into his mouth, chewed them twice, and suddenly said: "There is too much salt." But he ate it anyway.

When he saw her eating with the snow dragon lion yesterday, he wanted to taste the taste of the dishes she made when she vented.

I don't want to have breakfast, lunch, and dinner with her on weekdays, obviously I'm used to it, but when I occasionally watch her have dinner with others, a trace of weirdness rises in his heart, and even a little bit of boredom, and the eyes of the snow dragon and lion are naturally not so kind.

What's more, at that time, the snow dragon lion was still a man who turned into a human body.

Cheng Xinyan frowned, took a deep breath and ignored his dislike of her food, but seemed to be able to feel that the reason for Di Yanyi's coldness was slowly emerging.

Then she turned around and walked over, but she sat opposite Di Yanyi, watching Di Yanyi move her chopsticks indifferently, and evaluated them one by one, but most of them were bad comments.

Cheng Xinyan took a deep breath, suddenly stood up and grabbed Di Yanyi's pair of chopsticks that were raised to pick up vegetables and put them in front of her, snorted, she turned her head: "Don't eat if you don't like it!" ”

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