"When are you going to stand there?"
Gong Yan looked at the woman clubbing outside the door with a few bags of things in her hand. His eyes moved down from her face to the outside of the bag, revealing a section of green vegetable leaves.
"You... Why are you here?"
Half a ring, Pei Luoyi found her voice and asked.
If she remembered correctly, someone said yesterday that he would give her a free time. Wouldn't he make a promise yesterday and go back on it today? Is that too fast? She hasn't even had time to figure out how to spend the weekend.
Pei Luoyi felt that she was about to cry without tears.
When the man saw her sad expression, his cold and indifferent face softened a bit, and even a few invisible smiles crossed his eyes.
"This is the house I bought. I can't be here?" He replied in a soft voice.
Pei Luoyi is like a frost eggplant. The whole person is dying. "No... I thought you would be very busy today. I didn't expect you to appear suddenly."
Today is Grandpa Gong's funeral. She didn't intend to mention such a heavy thing, but she couldn't take it back as soon as she said it. She was at a loss for a while.
Raised his eyes, and sure enough, he saw the man's face sink.
"Sorry, I'm quick to say..."
"Grandpa is buried. I just came back. It's not long."
Pei Luoyi wanted to apologize. Before she finished, she was cut off by a man. She was silent for a while and answered.
Look at him and focus on him.
In fact, as soon as he opened the door, she noticed for the first time that he was in a wheelchair.
"Your legs..."
Gong Yanshun looked down at the wheelchair sitting under her. Her face was still very light and there were no waves. "Well, her legs were inflamed. The doctor said not to move for the time being."
Peloy still choked her breath.
I couldn't help thinking, if he hadn't held her back to the villa from the lake, would his legs... Be so serious
But even if there was a if, she couldn't change anything. She seemed to have fainted and couldn't decide.
The man drove the wheelchair and turned back to the living room first. Pei Luoyi went in with her things, classified the bought ingredients into the refrigerator, remembered something and went out of the kitchen.
As soon as I went out, I saw that the food had been set on the table, but it was out of heat and cold.
Some time ago, the man invited a housekeeping sister-in-law to take care of the house. Today, when he came, he should let her come and cook first.
But the whole dish looks like it hasn't been moved.
There was a slight sound of the keyboard in the study. Pei Luoyi could only follow her in. When she entered the door, she saw the man sitting hard in front of the computer, his eyes focused on the screen.
Hearing the news of her coming in, Gong Yan raised his eyes from the screen and looked at the woman pestling by the door. He just glanced and returned to the screen. He asked in a faint voice, "what's up?"
Pei Luoyi stirred his fingers, looked at his concentration, hesitated and said, "I think there are prepared dishes on the table. Have you... Eaten yet?"
"No." The man knocked on the keyboard and replied quickly.
Pei Luoyi said, thinking about whether to cook or cook two bowls of noodles again. By the way, heat up the dishes and eat at will, so the man added another word.
"Pour out all the cold dishes and cook them again."
She looked up at him, frowned and asked, "why did you pour it out? Isn't that just done? Can you eat it when it's hot? I'll cook two more bowls of noodles. We can just... "
"Pour it out."
The man frowned clearly and deeply, and his eyes always fell on the screen, but his voice was determined not to eat those cold dishes.
Pei Luoyi frowned discontentedly, "OK, I pour it out. Do you have any opinion if I cook noodles?"
The man's bony hand stopped and put it on the edge of the keyboard. His eyes were free from the screen. He looked at the woman standing by the door, "I don't want to eat noodles today. It's difficult for you to cook a few dishes again?"
Pei Luoyi scolded secretly in the bottom of her heart. This product must be because she came back with several bags of ingredients. The evil essence in her body broke out again. Isn't he unwilling to squeeze her?
And cooking is about mood, okay?
Before seeing him today, she thought about how to relax and be happy at the weekend tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. As a result, no matter how good she was after seeing him.
Hold the fire, really hold the fire.
Anger rose and fell back and forth, and finally was pressed down.
Pei Luoyi managed to squeeze out a fake smile. She learned from several servants in Qianyu biezhuang who owed their lower bodies to the men and replied in their tone, "yes, Gong Shao, I'll prepare dinner for you right away."
Then he suddenly turned around and strode out of the study with a look of disgust.
The man condenses the petite figure of the woman, and the cool thin lip line bends a smile arc slightly.
In half an hour.
Pei Luoyi brought the last dish to the table, then opened her chair and sat down, pinching her collar and fanning.
The delicate facial features are full of sweat, and a few strands of hair stick to the clean face, but they don't feel it.
The man who had already sat down at the other end of the table rested his mobile phone on the screen and put it back in his pocket.
The deep black eyes naturally fell on the sweaty face opposite.
She seemed unaware of her actions at this time. She looked a little charming. The white neck leaked a large piece of white skin because of the torn collar, and then went down. Although she could not see it, it would inevitably make people think.
Looking at the picture in front of him, the man's Adam's apple rolled involuntarily. Compared with the dishes on the table, his appetite seemed to be transferred elsewhere.
His eyes were tinged with heat.
Pei Luoyi felt the sight that couldn't be ignored. Her hand fanned, looked at it and blinked foolishly, "what are you looking at me for? When the food is ready, you can eat it. "
The man looked at her clear eyes and didn't look away. Well, he immediately picked up his chopsticks and picked up the white porcelain bowl containing rice.
He took a chopstick to fry meat, put it into his mouth gracefully and chewed it twice.
In the woman's eager and expectant eyes, there was no emotion and said, "the meat is old."
Pei Luoyi's shoulder collapsed for a moment, but she still pointed to a dish of green vegetables in front of her with a strong spirit, "then try this dish of green vegetables?"
The man made a sound, took a chopstick, put the green vegetables into his mouth, chewed, and then gave an expressionless evaluation, "it's old."
"How could it be... Then try this again."
"Salty."
"What about this?"
"Not cooked."
……
When the man finally finished evaluating all the dishes, Pei Luoyi finally broke out.
"Gong Yan, do you mean it?"
The woman got up from her chair, put her arms on the table and looked at the man eating with an expressionless face.
He must have done it on purpose!