Chapter 30

Ning Huan opened the door two times before he put the key in and opened it.

She pushed the door open, pressed the door and looked up at Shen Shiyuan at the entrance: "three little, my family is a little small."

"You're not going to play football."

He said and came in with his legs raised.

Ning Huan closes the door and finds that Shen Shiyuan hasn't gone in yet.

She Leng for a while: "three little?"

"Slippers."

He casually pointed to the slippers on the ground, but they were usually worn by Ning Huan. Her feet were small. She didn't feel small when she was thirty-five yards old, but now they were beside Shen Shiyuan's feet, so they were very small.

Ning Huan quickly turned back to open the shoe cabinet, turned for a while, and then took out a pair of spare men's slippers bought a year ago.

The shoes have not been unpacked, but there is some dust on them.

Ning Huan put his shoes beside his feet and looked up at him: "there is no man in my family."

Shen Shiyuan took a look at her and laughed inexplicably: "fortunately, there is no man in your family."

Ning Huan didn't understand what he meant inside, but his face was burning with his eyes.

While he was changing his shoes, Ning Huan went into the kitchen to find a box of Pu'er that he had bought a few years ago, but he couldn't find a set for making tea, so he had to use the glass bottle for making flower tea.

When Shen Shiyuan came in to wash his hands, the six square meter kitchen suddenly became narrow.

Ning Huan shook his hand with the teacup and looked up at him: "I don't have any tools to make tea at home..."

"What do you usually use this for?"

His fingers are stained with water, pointing to the glass pot on the table. The water drops fall from the tips of his fingers, which are elongated and beautiful.

Ning Huan noticed that he was observing his fingers. He burned his face and quickly took back his sight: "it's for making flower tea."

Men are wrong.

Shen Shiyuan took her actions to the bottom of her eyes, quietly gathered a smile: "then make flower tea."

"Can -"

he said, turned and went out, leaving her a sentence to say the first word.

Ning Huan didn't dare to really make flower tea for Shen Shiyuan. Finally, he found a lemon slice and made him a cup of lemonade.

"Three less."

Shen Shiyuan looked down at the lemonade in front of him, raised his hand to loosen his bow tie, and really raised it to drink.

"Do you think I'm used to it?"

He looked up at her with a casual smile in his eyes.

Ning Huan sat down on one side of the single sofa: "should, get used to it."

"Oh." He snorted and took another drink: "so don't guess what didn't happen."

He's beating her, punning.

"I know it's wrong. I'm sorry."

Shen Shiyuan raised his hand and took off his tie. He put it on the ivory sofa. He leaned back, his long legs under the tea table, and looked at her askew: "I'll sit for a while, you can do it yourself."

It was her home, but he was not polite at all.

But Ning Huan has no other way. It's Shen Shiyuan who sits on her sofa.

She didn't want to sit here awkwardly, so she just went to the kitchen to clean up the things she had just bought.

When Ning Huan comes out of the kitchen again, the man's eyes are closed and he seems to be asleep.

Ning Huan called him in a low voice: "three little?"

Shen Shiyuan didn't answer.

She raised her hand and touched him again, but there was no response.

Ning Huan had to accept the fact that the man had fallen asleep.

Although it's not cold in September, it's easy to catch cold when you fall asleep.

Ning Huan struggled for a while, and finally went to the room to find a blanket to cover him.

It was only when he was close that he found that Shen Shiyuan had some obvious dark circles under his eyes.

She could not help but be stunned for a moment, thinking that she had just come out of the mall to see him.

So, did he wait for her?

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