Mr. He’s Daily Affections

Su Zhixi was awakened by this voice and stared at him in a daze, only to find that Ning Yichen's face was unusually ugly.

"What's wrong with you? Are you uncomfortable?" Su Zhixi couldn't help asking.

Ning Yichen shook his head reluctantly: "I'm fine..."

The body is very cold, but there seems to be a fire burning on the chest, like sick, but not like...

There was a sudden burning heat in the abdomen...

Ning Yichen instantly recalled the smell of the aroma in Su Lianxi's room, she must have done something!

Thinking of this, he was ashamed and angry, followed by a strange flush on his face.

Su Zhixi was unclear. I thought he was uncomfortable because he had just been drenched in rain. I didn’t see anything suitable for the patient after watching it on the table. Hospital?"

"No need..." Ning Yichen smiled hoarsely.

Maybe this is his only chance to have dinner with her, how could he be willing to leave? Even though he is desperate, he wants to leave something memorable...

Su Zhixi frowned: "No hot water..."

Ning Yichen looked greedily at her still pale face. He liked to see her worried about him, although she might just be polite.

"I'll just eat this..." Ning Yichen saw the bowl of white and tender bean curds, and suddenly had an appetite, reaching for him in front of him, "This is hot."

Su Zhixi's lips moved, and she seemed to want to stop, but she didn't say anything in the end, just a soft "huh" sound.

Since He Jingyao is not coming, then this bowl of bean curd is a waste...

She thought so, but why was it so uncomfortable in her heart, the uncomfortable breathless.

It turned out that she was not as generous as she thought. She cared, she cared to die! She cared about his tender appointment, caring about him sitting with Ye Shutong at this time!

At the same time she could not restrain fear.

Maybe it’s just about work now, but what about the future? Ye Shutong can introduce Mr. President to him, so she has enough opportunities to meet with He Jingyao, and has enough chips for He Jingyao to value her.

And all she could do was make a bowl of bean curd.

She told herself that Jing Yao was not such a person, how proud he was in his bones, how could he empathize with Ye Shutong for these reasons?

But the **** facts lie ahead, so Su Zhixi has no chance of deceiving himself.

Thinking of this, Su Zhixi suddenly felt that she was about to hold a knife and fork.

Ning Yichen picked up the spoon and scooped a spoonful of bean curd into his mouth. The sweet taste brightened his eyes.

Then he suddenly realized that this is a western restaurant, how could there be bean curd? unless……

He looked at Su Zhixi's tranced face and blurted out: "Zhi Xi, did you make this bowl of bean curd?"

Su Zhixi raised his head, his eyes seemed to pass a trace of pain.

"It's not delicious, don't disdain it." She grinned reluctantly, and suddenly felt that He Jingyao didn't eat better. Anyway, such a snack, he must not be used to it.

Ning Yichen smiled self-deprecatingly: "You did it for He Jingyao?"

Su Zhixi lowered her eyes and didn't speak.

"But it doesn't matter." He scooped another spoon and smiled slightly, "It's delicious, I like it very much."

No matter who she planned to do at the beginning, he was the last person to eat it, didn't she?

Su Zhixi still did not speak, but stared out of the window in a daze.

Perhaps because of rain, the prosperous city of Yangdong now looks a little hazy, everything is hidden in the rain curtain.

There was a faint sound of the engine in my ear, as if several cars were driving at the same time...

Su Zhixi trance, thinking he had hallucinations.

Otherwise, why would she see a black Lincoln car not far away, when the door opened, a tall figure came down from the car, and held up a black umbrella.

His eyebrows were black and timeless, and his deep eyes seemed to have passed through the vastness of the universe and the torrent of time, and fell on her accurately.