Chapter 890

It was still chilly at night.

However, the conditions were so harsh that she looked at Arthur with a calm face and no sense of embarrassment.

Her eyes twinkled and she said, "it's been a hard time. Have you ever thought about the future..."

At this time, Arthur's body was stiff and prepared to give her a cup of hot water.

He was silent for a moment, and then a few words came out: "no, I'm going to walk and watch every day.

It doesn't seem to matter when he says that in the future.

I don't think it's hard to live now.

It seems that there is no fighting spirit, also do not want to forge ahead, such a day, muddle along, can live a day is a day.

But.

Bo Huan narrowed his eyes slightly.

She did not know why, but felt that Arthur was not as simple as he said, and seemed to hide some unknown secrets.

The water is boiling. Arthur is pouring water for her.

Tall and slender body back to her, wide shoulders, narrow waist, slender legs.

Black Hoodie, sweater, white jeans, canvas shoes, so simple to wear, but still can not block his body a special breath.

The back is straight.

There is a little elegance in the movement.

Neither humble nor overbearing.

With more contact with him, Bo Huan also felt that he seemed to have some unspeakable mystery.

"Sit down, please."

A cup of hot water on the table, he cut a piece of lemon thrown in, instant air seems to be filled with a touch of lemon sweet smell.

Bo Huan sat down and his hand fell on the glass.

"Wait, it's hot --"

in other words, Arthur's hand tried to take the hot water, but it touched her hand.

Instant.

The air is quiet.

One is sitting, the other is standing, and the hands of two people are touching each other

Arthur felt the cold temperature of her hands.

He reacted, his fingertips slightly retracted, his eyes away, "sorry."

Touching the cold temperature, she knew that she just wanted to warm her hands first.

But

Her hands, why are they so cold.

Bo Huan is still silent, in such an environment, the atmosphere of two people seems to gradually become a little subtle.

Bo Huan is a man who doesn't like to talk and doesn't know what to say.

And Arthur is quiet, even if he wants to ask something, he will feel it, because he is not familiar with it and may be abrupt.

At a certain degree of condensation, Arthur, standing in front of the window, suddenly said, "what about you? Where do you live? "

That's not true.

In Bo Huan's mind, he came up with his family's territory - a luxury villa in the most prosperous area of the city center, a villa with a bathroom much bigger than here Her eyes twinkled, light way: "my family lives in the city, there is a simple old house, occasionally plant flowers, raise grass."

It's just an old house with an area of 2000 square meters.

Arthur nodded and scratched his hair. He didn't know what to say.

Bo Huan said that his accommodation conditions were harsh and he was not embarrassed. Instead, he was embarrassed because he didn't know what to ask.

What did she come here for?

What's the matter with not saying a word.

Bo Huan just sat there and didn't mean to leave for a moment.

And it was just then.

Suddenly -

in the room next to the basement, something suddenly came.

Let Bo Huan first is a frown, and then, on the contrary, what is it? On that expressionless face, it seems that finally some of the cracks!

What's that noise?

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