Xie Yan: "The restaurant is opposite the community."

In this era when all the staff are working as a meal, Xie Tiantian, a classmate in Qingliu, seems to be not very interested in eating and speaks casually.

"I usually eat there and occasionally make it myself."

While speaking, he lowered his body slightly, reached out and pulled open the drawer of the coffee table, and habitually took the box of unopened cigarettes from it.

Liner watched him take apart the cigarette box and knocked out a long cigarette.

When Xie Yan lowered his head and touched the lighter, Lin Er suddenly reached out and intercepted the cigarette and lighter in his hand.

Suddenly, Xie Yan raised his eyes.

Lin Er didn't even look at him, and stuffed the cigarette box into his schoolbag on his own, with the expression on his face still unchanged.

"I said, I'll give it to you if the cold is cured."

His voice is soft and his tone is calm, but he has the power to speak one thing.

Xie Yan raised his eyebrows, not annoyed, but just smiled for a moment, and let her take away everything, and leaned into the sofa lazily like a young master.

Pulling the zipper on the backpack, Liner stood up, went over and kicked his legs lightly, and looked down at him condescendingly.

"Then how do you have dinner tonight?"

"Um……"

Xie Yan dragged the tail tone and nodded. He seemed to have no intention of eating at all, but he also felt that he seemed very ignorant when he said he would not eat.

So Xie Yan thought about it and changed the statement: "In a dream?"

Liner: “…”

Yes, there is everything in the dream.

As if I saw the expression of my speechlessness on her face, Xie Yan smiled loudly, reached out and gently ticked her slightly cold fingertips on the back of her hanging hands.

"Worry about me?"

Lin Er didn't say anything, but just pursed his lips and expressed his emotions in silent silence.

Seeing that she didn't say anything, Xie Yan laughed again, straightened her waist, pinched her fingertips as if she was teasing a kitten, and compromised, "Then I'll make some food by myself later, huh?"

"..." Liner slapped his hand unhappily, "Just just treat me perfunctorily."

With Xie Yan's personality, this will probably become tomorrow after a while.

"I didn't treat you perfunctorily."

As if to increase his persuasion, Xie Yan stood up, "Then I'll go now, can I do it?"

Lin Er didn't say anything, but just spoke sideways, giving way to him, and watched him roll up his sleeves and walk to the liberal arts table.

The boy is tall, with a straight and straight back, and his skeleton is stretched slender and beautiful. Just standing there is a pleasing landscape painting.

The crystal chandeliers on the roof reflected bright light and hit him diagonally from behind Xie Yan, as if they had a soft and gentle light and shadow all over him.

He was wearing a solid-color sweatshirt inside, with his cuffs loosely wrapped to his elbow, revealing half of his slender and pale arms, and his thin wrist bones were particularly distinct under the cold light.

Standing in the kitchen, the boy's bones were a little light and his beautiful and cold eyebrows were finally stained with a little bit of fireworks.

Liner stared at his hand washing fruit for a while, then suddenly walked over and suggested, "Why don't I cook, right?"

“…”

Xie Yan paused for a while and was silent for a while.
Chapter completed!