Chapter 1939

Half ring later, Fu Jincheng's car into a high-end community, Fu Jincheng with her into a building inside, and he lives on the top floor.

The top floor is a duplex floor. If you live alone, it's already very big, and the decoration is pretty good. But generally speaking, compared with the place where Fu Jincheng used to live, this place is relatively poor.

And

It looks very new. It seems that Fu Jincheng didn't live here before.

"I moved in two days ago. I haven't got anything yet."

Fu Jincheng took his coat to the sofa and went into the kitchen. After a long time, he found a ceramic cup to wash in the kitchen and poured a glass of water for her at the water dispenser.

When they were together, Fu Jincheng also poured water for her, but she didn't wash the cup. She was flattered. She got up and took the cup he handed over and said "thank you".

"You're welcome." He sat down beside her, too.

It's a bit awkward for them to sit like this and have no topic to talk about.

She got up uneasily, "then I'll go into the kitchen and have a look."

"Good."

She went to the kitchen to have a look and found that there were all kinds of kitchenware and tableware, but

She looked around the kitchen, then ran out and rummaged in the fridge.

Nothing there?

Fu Jincheng also seems to think of this problem, "I haven't cooked anything here."

Gao Yunjin rubbed his eyebrows and had a headache. "Is there a small supermarket in your community?"

Although, she thinks that this point, the small supermarket is estimated to have closed.

"I remember it was downstairs."

"Let's go." Take a chance. What if there is one, right?

Fu Jincheng leads the way, goes out with Gao Yunjin, and goes around to the downstairs of another residential area. As expected, he sees a small supermarket with its door open, but it's almost closed.

Although Fu Jincheng didn't wait for the Fu family to see him when he was a child, he was also a young master with clothes and food. He didn't touch anything like firewood, rice, oil and salt.

Gao Yunjin has already guessed that he doesn't understand anything. She thinks that he may not spend time making it by himself in the future. When buying rice, she thinks that she still weighs it in bulk according to the weight. She doesn't buy a bag, so that he won't be able to eat it and waste it.

Then I bought him some eggs, ham and noodles.

There is no fresh meat, but there are still one or two small crucian carp left.

It's very good for crucian carp to boil porridge. Gao Yunjin wants two small crucian carp, and then selects the vegetables, rice, oil, salt, sauce and vinegar. That's about it.

Although it was a simple purchase, when I left, there were a lot of things, but they were all taken by Fu Jincheng.

Back at his house, she began to cook porridge.

Fish downstairs small supermarket someone helped to kill, she just need to wash clean can use, porridge is not trouble, besides, he ate alone.

But to ginger onion these processing, still want oneself busy.

She was busy in the kitchen. He leaned against the door and watched her figure in her apron.

Her hair was longer than when she was with him. She was worried about getting dirty. She used a rubber band to tie a ponytail at the back of her head. She didn't even use a comb. It was simple and casual.

Her thin and white neck is exposed, her features are very beautiful, in the kitchen light, set off a more beautiful.

It seems that she often cooks. When she cuts things, she is very familiar with it. She looks at her small arms, but her posture of holding a knife is very sharp. There is no sense of weakness that a woman has.

As if, she can support a sky for herself.

Fu Jincheng looked at her back, eyes deeper and deeper, more and more confused.

Generally speaking, Gao Yunjin is very devoted when he is busy.

After half a sound, she noticed his presence and knew he was there. She was uncomfortable. "What are you doing here?"

Fu Jincheng vomited smoke, just said: "casually look."

"If you have nothing to do, do your business. I'll call you when I handle it."

Fu Jincheng looked at her white and tender, beautiful face, and although some uncomfortable, but still very soft eyes, even feel some peace of mind, "good."

Then he left.

Gao Yunjin sees him go away, and then concentrates on his own business.

Cooking porridge is still very simple. After working in the kitchen for half an hour, she served porridge to him and put it on the dining table in the living room.

But when she came out, she didn't see him in the living room.

She called twice, not very loud, but no one answered.

She froze, hesitated, and went upstairs.

Upstairs, there was a room whose door was open. She didn't go there. She stood a few steps away from the door and stopped to call him.

But no one answered.

Gao Yunjin had to get close to the door.

Compared with the villa where Fu Jincheng lived before, it's really not big, because as soon as she walked to the door, she could directly see the bed in the bedroom, and Fu Jincheng also lay on the bed and had already slept in the past.

He didn't take off his shoes, but he took off his tie and was still wearing a white shirt and trousers.

Gao Yunjin hesitated and went in.

Although Fu Jincheng had already gone to sleep, he didn't seem to be very comfortable. In his sleep, his eyebrows were still frowning.

She looked at his beautiful face as before and stood there for a long time. After a long time, she sighed helplessly, took back her eyes, squatted down, took off his shoes and socks for him, put his legs on the bed, and covered him with a thin quilt to prevent him from catching cold, because she found that his room was cold

The air conditioner is on, but the windows and doors are not closed

It may be the first time that he came out to live alone and didn't know the details, or he was too busy to pay attention to them when he got home.

Before she left, she closed his windows and doors. When she went downstairs, she saw the steaming porridge. She went to the refrigerator and wrapped it with plastic wrap and put it in the refrigerator.

Although

She didn't know whether she could eat fish porridge overnight, but she couldn't bear to throw away the porridge she had just cooked.

She took care of everything and left.

Fu Jincheng, wearing a shirt to sleep, was very uncomfortable, but he fell asleep very deeply. He didn't wake up until six o'clock in the morning when it was already light.

When he woke up, his mind was blank for a moment.

A moment later, I recalled what happened last night.

He hesitated to get up and went downstairs. Downstairs as yesterday, clean, neat, or no popularity, can not see a second person here.