He stiffened and shook his head.

She felt very happy in her heart, then, in calculation, he had never touched another woman, only touched her.

He still smiled and said, "Why haven't you even kissed your former fiancee?"

"I don't like other women touching me." He frowned, "That would make me feel uncomfortable."

She raised her eyebrows and grabbed the hand where he was eating her tofu. "Then you still..."

"You are different." There was no expression on his face.

She was interested, "How am I different?"

"At least, I don't feel disgusted when I touch you."

"I'd rather you resent it." She wanted to stand up from his thigh, and he tied her waist, "Where?"

"I'll cook a pot of boiling tea." The tea was not taken.

"I'll do it." He walked into the kitchen and opened the refrigerator. He accidentally ate nothing in the refrigerator. "Why didn't you eat at home?"

"I don't cook much, basically I eat at the company, or takeaway. I don't eat much at home, it just happens to be finished again." She gave a perfect explanation. You know, she has a child, and Aunt Nanny has been living at home for a long time to help her take the children. The family eats the most, but the food is taken to the new home.

Here, she didn't eat anything to deal with him temporarily.

He was undecided about her explanation.

She sat in the living room, watching him use the electric kettle to boil a pot of water in the kitchen, and made another cup of tea, and put it on the coffee table in front of her.

"Don't you drink?" she said, "make a cup more."

"A drink with you is enough."

She glanced dubiously at his cold face, "Aren't you a cleansing lover?"

He also felt incredible. Usually, the utensils he uses are strictly sterilized. He never eats and shares with others, neither can his parents. When she comes to her... it seems tolerable.

Seeing him not speaking, she also delved into it.

At this time, the doorbell rang.

She opened the door and saw Zheng Wei and the maid Chensao carrying two large trays inside.

Several dishes on the tray were still steaming, as if they had just been fried.

"Isn't the package ready?" Cheng Yingxuan suspiciously.

Chensao explained, "Young Master never eats food packed in a plastic box. If it is packed in a box, the taste will change. In the young master's villa, let the chef cook. If you come over a long distance, the food will be cold. The food is on the side. The kitchen of the five-star hotel on the site is ready and brought directly."

"..." Well, Cheng Yingxuan felt that Yan Shiting's life was really picky.

Zheng Wei is now a full-time driver of Yan Shiting. He came to deliver meals, and Cheng Yingxuan was not surprised.

Chensao put a few hot dishes on the table and set up chopsticks.

Cheng Yingxuan discovered that the tableware was in Yan Shiting’s villa, and it was estimated that his servant took the tableware to the hotel kitchen to load the food.

Putting the food in disposable gloves, Chensao said respectfully, "Master, Miss Cheng, you can eat."

Cheng Yingxuan hasn't eaten dinner yet, and she's welcome. She sits at the table and waits for Yan Shiting to speak.

Seeing this, Chensao frowned, "Miss Cheng, the young master didn't say it's dinner, you can't eat it first."

Cheng Yingxuan pointed to the door, "This is my home, you can go."

I don't know why, although Chen's sister-in-law didn't show it clearly, she always felt that Chen's sister-in-law was hostile to her.

"You..." Chensao carefully glanced at Yan Shiting, "Young Master, look at her so politely..."

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