Ten minutes later, Tong en finally cooked the noodles and brought them to him. Zuo Yan picked up his chopsticks and took a mouthful. He took a second mouthful in silence. He could not see any change in his expression. He chewed slowly like an elegant gentleman. There was no untimely sound from the beginning to the end. He was polite. Just because of this, he could not see whether it was suitable or not.
Tong en licked his lips and asked, "my skill is not as good as sister Lin. you may not be used to it..."
"Very good." After drinking a mouthful of soup, he took out a paper towel and wiped the corner of his mouth. His eyes lingered on her face: "don't have no confidence in yourself."
As soon as the words came out, Tong en raised his head and looked up at Zuoyan's dark and calm eyes. He couldn't see any waves. Tong en lowered his head nervously and took a deep breath before he said, "can you let me?"
"The rain has stopped and I'm going."
The car passed quickly, the rain outside has stopped, only the wind leaves shed some rain.
Just when he thought of Wan xiuren, Tong en thought of that horrible night. He didn't know what his intention was. He was afraid and just wanted to stay away from him.
On second thought, it's also true that Yujing mansion was originally a rich man's house built in Yuzhou, and it's not unusual for thousands of people to live here.
He even lives in the imperial palace.
Wan xiuren.
A gorgeous car passed quickly, and Tong en blinked quickly, doubting that he was wrong. Though separated by the glass, she could see who was sitting in the car, even though she only had a few meetings with him. However, he was a man that Tong en remembered deeply.
Tong en was oppressed by a heavy sense of suffocation. She took a deep breath, released her grip, and inadvertently glimpsed a scene outside the window. The view of the house was very good, even from the kitchen window. Of course, if the weather was better, she could still see the warm glow of the sky in the evening. When it was rainy, the color was not very moving, but it was not too bad It's a landscape.
"I'll try." He said to her with a smile, as if he didn't listen to her.
Tong en took the bright candy back into her pocket. She didn't know what to do next. She just said, "your body is your own. Smoke less, drink less and eat on time."
He doesn't really like sugar.
Sure enough
Zuo Yan felt bitter after drinking the medicine. He frowned and rinsed his mouth with clear water. When he looked at Tong en again, he saw a piece of sugar in front of him. Without saying a word, he avoided: "no, I always don't eat sweet things."
Tong en blushed and took a candy from the sugar jar given by sister Lin.
He dropped his eyes, took the medicine at hand, drank it, and then took the bowl to indicate that Tong en had not left a drop.
Zuo Yan looks at her quietly. As soon as Tong en's words are finished, the air is silent. She was very anxious just now and completely exposed her anxiety.
"It's for your stomach. It's a bitter medicine. It's very effective for your condition."
Tong en has been holding back, now he can't help it.
"I don't like medicine. Take it away. " The tone is almost non-negotiable.
Tong en didn't speak. He took another bowl of brown bitter medicine and said, "drink the medicine while it's hot."
When did he get in her way?
Zuo Yan did not move and kept his original posture. The thin lip curved slightly and said, "where can I go? Want to go with a bowl of noodles and medicine? Who allowed you to leave? "
As the voice cools down, he comes to Tong en and pulls down the curtain of the window. The light turns gray in a moment, and Tong en's eyelids jump. The dark kitchen adds a lot of unstable factors to the uneasy atmosphere.