He turned and looked around Erya's study.
Sincerely said: "Erya, your house is well decorated, which is in line with your temperament."
Erya shrugged and was not modest: "sister Tang Huai and sister Jiajia said so."
"Is there anything else I can do for you?" Ma Zhihao took back his eyes around the study and looked at Erya.
Erya winked at his lovely. Her youthful round face was filled with an infectious smile: "no, thank you tonight."
"Don't mention it." Ma Zhihao looks very gentleman.
"Have a snack?" Erya had only a little dinner. She was going to cook something to eat, otherwise she would be too hungry to sleep all night.
Ma Zhihao drank a lot of wine tonight and his stomach has been burning.
The wine is making trouble.
The smell of alcohol rose from his esophagus and made his throat burn and his mouth dry.
Just now a cold coke went into his stomach to make him feel better.
He has no appetite now and doesn't want to eat.
He shook his head and said, "I'm leaving. If you need my help, you can find me on the seventh floor."
Erya said with a smile, "OK."
Ma Zhihao walked out of his study.
Erya followed him and sent him out.
Ma Zhihao walked towards the stairs. As soon as he reached the corner, he stopped.
Turning around, Erya was still standing at the door, smiling and watching him.
Do you have his phone number
Erya shook her head, "No."
He took out a phone of the same style as Tang Huai from his trouser pocket: "what's your number?"
Erya reported her mobile phone number.
After inputting and saving, Ma Zhihao raised his eyes and looked at her: "the landline at home."
Erya reported it again.
Ma Zhihao's slender green fingers were inputting a string of numbers quickly.
After saving it, Ma Zhihao raised the phone and slightly raised his lips: "OK."
Erya waved to him: "Bye ~"
……
After Ma Zhihao left, Erya began to cook porridge.
Because of work problems, she never eats on time.
Tang Huai said that like her, she is prone to stomach disease.
Let her cook more lotus seeds and Lily soup when she is free.
Before going out in the morning, she soaked Hericium erinaceus.
Clean the prepared lotus seeds, tremella, lily, Hericium erinaceus, dried longan, medlar and other ingredients, and put them into the pot to boil.
After cooking for two hours, it's already 12:30.
Late at night, the street outside is already very quiet, not to mention the community.
Erya turned on the light on the balcony, then with lotus seed soup and a book in her hand, came to the balcony and read while eating. In the dead of night, she liked this atmosphere best. For her, she enjoyed it and was comfortable.
The fresh lotus seed soup out of the pot is still very hot. She eats it very slowly. She scoops it and puts it into her mouth to cool it gently.
She added yellow rock sugar, thick and smooth, slightly sweet, with the unique taste of Lily and lotus seeds.
This Lily soup is delicious and nourishing. She likes it very much. Just put all the materials into the pot and boil it in enough water. It's simple and convenient, and there's no need to pay attention to cooking.
When you like sweet, put more yellow rock candy, otherwise put less.
Suddenly, a smell that didn't belong to Lianzi soup broke into Erya's nasal cavity.
Erya smelled the smell of cigarettes.
Smelling the secondhand smoke, she got up, picked up the bowl and prepared to go into the house.
The residual light from the corner of the eye swept a beam of light projected from below.
Seventh floor?
Erya subconsciously thought of Ma Zhihao.
He lives in 703. It's her downstairs.
Erya put the bowl away, then leaned out of the guardrail and looked down.
She could see that the balcony light downstairs was on, and when she came out like this, she smelled more smoke.
Don't guess, Ma Zhihao is smoking downstairs.
Erya took back her upper body, put her hands gently on the guardrail and tapped with her index finger.
I thought: what's on your mind when you go to the balcony to smoke so late?
She just smelled the smell of wine from him.
He won't be unhappy, will he?
Then drink and smoke.
Erya leaned out again, stretched her neck and looked down. Her voice was not very loud. She shouted, "Ma Zhihao?"
Ma Zhihao, who was lying in the hanging chair on the balcony and smoking comfortably, was surprised when he heard Erya's voice.
On such a quiet night, her voice was not loud and loud.
Ma Zhihao suddenly got up, went to the guardrail, leaned out his head and looked up: "Erya, you call me?"
Erya giggled twice. She was in a good mood, and her laughter was as beautiful as a yellow warbler, which could intoxicate her: "what's bothering you?"
Ma Zhihao was stunned. Why did the girl ask?
Does he look like someone who's upset?
He is a very open-minded person and never gets upset.
Even if he encounters setbacks at work, he feels that it will always pass.
He is quite cheerful, seriously pursues his career, and his thoughts are humorous and casual.
"What's the matter?" Ma Zhihao asked.
"I haven't slept so late, smoking and drinking. Why torture myself like this?"
"..." I'm enjoying life, girl.
"I've boiled Lily soup. Would you like a bowl?"
I wasn't hungry at her house just now, but two hours have passed. I ate with the senior customs officials and drank a lot.
After drinking a bottle of coke and taking a few piss, I lost all the wine in my stomach. I'm really hungry.
"Will you send it down or will I go up?" Ma Zhihao, you're welcome.
"You come up." After eating, she can clean up the dishes and chopsticks together.
"OK." Ma Zhihao put out the smoke.
……
In less than two minutes, Erya heard a knock at the door.
She came to open the door, and Ma Zhihao, who was sleeping in pure cotton home pajamas, stood at the door.
The pajamas with short sleeved shorts and legs are light gray, which makes him look tall and sunny.
Ma Zhihao came in and joked: "in the middle of the night, you dare to invite men to come home. Aren't you afraid to lead wolves into the house?"
Erya closed the door and locked it.
When she is at home alone, she will lock the door back, so that she can have a sense of security in her heart.
She went to the Chaoyang Terrace: "I'll serve you the porridge. It's so hot. Eat it cool on the balcony."
After sitting down, she looked up and looked at Ma Zhihao with a smile in her mouth and eyes. Then he asked, "are you a wolf?"
Ma Zhihao sat down in front of the bowl of soup. They faced each other: "a man can be called a wolf. Look what kind of wolf he is."
"Then I've put the wolf at home. What do you say?"
"Eat, what else can I do?" Ma Zhihao smiled, picked up the spoon and ate.
Erya frowned slightly, and her eyes stayed on his face for two seconds. The man looked good when he smiled.
Erya lowered her head and asked, "have you met anything unhappy?"
"No." Ma Zhihao answered quickly.
Erya thought he was deliberately hiding it. She looked up at him and said, "it's time to come up for porridge. Take advantage of this file and talk to me about it. If you're unhappy, you'll be happy."
"My grandmother told me about you today."
Erya moves once. Is it because of her that he is unhappy?