Xiang Jichen simply wiped the water stains on his body, put on his robe and went out.
No one in the bedroom.
He went out with a steady pace, and sure enough he saw a slender figure downstairs-Fanger.
"Er, what are you doing?"
Fang Er turned around and smiled softly. "Achen, I heard that Chen Tezhu said that you have just returned from socializing. You must have to drink alcohol. I am worried that you will have another stomach problem, so I want to come and cook a soup with you."
The man whispered, "I didn't drink, I don't need to cook."
Fang Er was a little lost. "Ah, I have been preparing for a long time."
Xiang Jichen had already turned around. Before leaving, he murmured lowly: "I've cooked it and sent it to the study. I'll handle the business first."
When Fang Er heard this sentence, his face suddenly gave a happy smile. "Okay, wait for a few minutes."
Xiang Jichen went to the study. He stared at the ragdoll for a while, then took his eyes off and started to deal with the work.
About 20 minutes later, Fang Er brought a bowl of porridge.
Xiang Jichen belongs to the type that once it is put into work, it must be solved.
Without raising his head, he said directly, "Let's put it, I'll drink it later."
After a minute, the person in front didn't move, which raised the man's eyes. "It's very late, Er, don't you take a rest?"
Fang Er ran in Wen Zhai and here, and occasionally lived here, but most of them were in Wen Zhai.
Fang Er smiled, "Achen, I'll wait for you to drink the porridge before leaving. I want to know if I've made any progress this time."
The man heard the words, put down his pen, held the spoon and raised the porridge.
He took a few sips symbolically and gave a comment, "Nice."
Fang Er's mouth suddenly smiled. "Then I'll go to rest first, good night."
She turned around, and the gentle smile disappeared instantly, then replaced by a successful smile.
As soon as he left, Xiang Jichen put the porridge on the table and continued to handle his official duties.
After about 10 minutes, he suddenly felt very hot and thirsty.
The documents in my hand could not be seen, and the whole person was very irritable.
The study door opened at this time.
It's Fanger.
The traditional dress she just wore was replaced with an exposed suspender skirt, and she came slowly and called, "Achen."
What Xiang Jichen thought of almost instantly, he glanced at the white porridge, and then his deep eyes fell on the woman, "You put medicine in the porridge?"
Faced with the man's questioning, Fang Er's body trembled, and she bit her lip, her eyes red and said, "Achen, we have talked for a year. During this period, you have never kissed me, at most it is related. My hand, I am also a normal woman. Recently, many students have asked when we two will get married. "
"It will be 24 when I have my birthday. I don't want to wait any longer. And I heard people say that it is most suitable to have a 23-year-old child. Doesn't Achen like babies?"
Xiang Jichen heard the two words of the baby, and the little faces of the two children flashed in his mind.
Fang Er took a look at the man's emotions and thought he was listening to his words.
She seemed to be motivated and took a few steps forward. "Achen, I think about it. After we get married, I will take my child home at ease. You go out to work. My baby and I wait for you to come back from work every day. "
Xiang Jichen felt very hot. He tried to restrain his emotions. He closed his eyes and said, "I don't want to get married yet."
Fang Er heard this sentence, his eyes were hurt and he asked, "Why?"