Chapter 166

Xinyi didn't drive out because she went to the bar to drink. Chi Yufeng's car came out, but it stopped in the parking lot of the bar.

At this time, there is no other way but to take a taxi.

The location of the hospital is a little biased. The environment is beautiful, but there are no commercial streets around.

So when the driver asked them where they were going, they looked at each other.

Finally, Xin Yi hesitated and suggested, "if you don't mind, how about going to my house to eat? I can cook, the taste is OK, and there are ingredients in the fridge. I can make you what you want. "

At this time, most restaurants are closed, and the temperature drops sharply at night, several degrees lower than during the day. It's unrealistic to wander around.

When she asked, she had actually made it possible to be rejected. Unexpectedly, the man just looked at her with a smile and should say, "OK, if you don't mind, I don't care."

He handled it well.

Xinyi reported her home address.

It's almost a ten minute drive. It'll be there soon.

She is similar to Pei Luoyi. Because of her work, she rented an apartment and lived alone.

They took the elevator upstairs. After opening the door, Xinyi struggled to find a pair of large slippers from the shoe cabinet and put them on for the man. However, they were still a little small.

Chi Yufeng looked at the pink plush cotton mop on his feet, and finally there was a sign of indifference in the corners of his lips.

She was a little embarrassed. "Sorry, I usually come here with more girls and are not equipped with men's slippers. You... Make do with it?"

Chi Yufeng reluctantly pulled down the corner of his mouth, "... It doesn't matter."

Then he went into the living room and sat down on the sofa.

Xinyi breathed a sigh of relief, walked over and said, "then you have a rest first, and I'll make a snack."

I caught a glimpse of his shirt stained with blood and wine stains. I suddenly remembered something. I quickly stepped into the room, and then walked out of the living room with a shopping bag in my hand.

She took out a white sweater from the inside and handed it to the man. "Take it and change your clothes first. Your coat is dirty."

Chi Yufeng was looking at his mobile phone. Seeing this, he looked at her and didn't move.

Xinyi thought he was worried about whether it was clean, and added, "this is new. Don't worry. I bought it when I was on sale at the mall last time. No one has worn it yet."

Seeing that he still didn't reach for it, she simply put her clothes next to him. "The bathroom is over there. If you need a towel, there's a new one in the second drawer of the cabinet."

She said that the man had turned into the kitchen.

Chi Yufeng sat in the living room and watched her open the refrigerator, take out the ingredients and wash them. Until she took out the chopping board and cut vegetables quickly, he slowly drew back his sight, lowered his head and looked down on the white sweater, picked it up, got up and went into the bathroom.

Closing the door, I could still hear the movement from the kitchen. This kind of fireworks seemed to pull him to some memory fragments that were about to be blurred by years many years ago.

Chi Yufeng looked at the man in the mirror. Without his usual smile, the handsome and gentle face felt a little more gloomy and cold.

Maybe it has been too long, and he has long been used to a lonely day.

But suddenly he saw such a scene again. The empty chest seemed to be gradually filled with something, warm and full. He couldn't curb his desire for this warmth.

His right hand was injured and couldn't move. It took him some time to take off his shirt. He took out a new towel from the drawer said by the woman and wiped his body with water.

He finished this, put on his clothes, opened the door and returned to the living room.

The woman in the kitchen was still busy. He took the opportunity to swing around in the living room.

The area of dozens of square meters is not large, but it's almost the same if only one woman lives.

The decoration style of northern European style is simple and clean. Many of the decorations can see the careful thinking of women, which also makes the room less deserted.

Single, living alone.

Chi Yufeng had a faint smile on his lips. He went back to the sofa and sat down. His mind automatically recalled the figure of a woman in the bar.

Xin Yi came out of the kitchen with two bowls of noodles and saw the figure sitting quietly on the sofa with her eyelids closed.

The gentle and handsome face is full of heavy fatigue. It may be that he has lost too much blood before. It will be late at night. A heavy weakness and a heavy sleepiness brought by the biological clock make the man look like he is asleep.

Xinyi went over, bent down and patted him on the shoulder. His voice was unconsciously lightened, "Hey, wake up, the midnight snack is ready."

The man's eyelids slowly opened and looked at her with a hint of just waking up.

"Sorry, I fell asleep accidentally." Chi Yufeng raised his hand and pinched the center of his eyebrows. Then he stood up from the sofa and looked at the steaming face on the table.

"Because I didn't know what you wanted to eat, I made some casually, and you are hurt now. I didn't dare to put so many spices. It may be a little light."

They rolled over to the table and sat down.

Xinyi put up her chopsticks and looked at the man sitting opposite the table. After thinking for a while, she said, "by the way, I'll drive you back after you finish eating. Now it's too late. It's not easy to take a taxi here."

Chi Yufeng looked down at the bowl of noodles that hooked people's appetite. He didn't refuse. He picked up chopsticks in his left hand and said hello.

It's said to be light. In fact, there are enough materials. Even if it's just a bowl of noodles, it can be seen that it's done very well.

Xin Yi's cooking level and Pei Luoyi's level of having to touch the menu to cook a meal are completely different. Even if it's just a bowl of noodles, she has to do it with complete coloring, fragrance and effort. Moreover, she feels guilty about this man and almost uses her housekeeping skills.

Chi Yufeng picked up a chopstick with his left hand and put it into his mouth. He chewed, paused, and picked up another chopstick.

He eats very fast, but his actions are always gentle. Even if he only eats bowl noodles, it seems to be pleasing to the eye because of his excessively handsome face.

"Are you professional?" The man suddenly raised his head and asked.

Xinyi was stunned for a moment. After a while, she realized that he was asking her about her cooking.

She smiled. "How could it be? It's just an amateur level. My mother has a deep knowledge of eating, and I've learned some fur."

Chi Yufeng looked at her and sneered, "I didn't expect you to be modest."

Xinyi picked his eyebrows and heard the implication of his words. "What you said is really... I'm a little tough in the bar, but it's not because the scum man annoyed me first that I beat him. I'm not unreasonable."

Chi Yufeng laughed even more and was overjoyed. "Yes, you are the most reasonable."

After eating, Xin Yiyan drove the man back to his house.

In a high-end villa community, Xinyi put down the window and looked at the villa outside. He turned back and asked the man who was unfastening his seat belt, "you live here alone?"