Her fingers tightly tied the handle of the insulation box, and an unspeakable feeling spread from her heart. Under the light, her knuckles were whiter little by little.

Her long eyelashes shook, and her eyes had not left the lock for a long time. She watched silently, motionless.

I didn't know what I was thinking, but I didn't seem to have any thoughts. The faint light outlined the outline of her soft face.

He closed his eyes gently, and Ye Jiaqi pursed his lips and remained silent.

There was not a single person in the corridor, only she stood in front of the door for a long time.

The light stretched her shadow, and her slender figure fell on the ground, more or less a little lonely.

I really broke up with her.

Ye Jiaqi lowered her head and glanced at the insulation box. She put the key into her clothes pocket.

She is hungry.

She originally brought two dinners to eat with him, but she had to eat them alone if he was not there.

There is a reception room downstairs of the apartment, but it is very simple, with only tables and chairs for people to rest.

The osmanthus brew in the insulation box is very fragrant. Once opened, the entire reception room is filled with fragrance.

Ye Jiaqi is not picky about food. She likes both the small rounds of red beans and the small rounds of osmanthus wine.

She took out one of her own from the insulation box and sat in the reception room to eat by herself.

The steaming is hot, and the osmanthus is filled with fragrance.

After taking a bite, Mr. Sun's craftsmanship is very good, which is different from Aunt Lu's craftsmanship, but it is as delicious as it is.

She herself tried to make this kind of small balls, but Qiao Sinian always said that she didn't make it well, the viscosity was not enough, and the wine taste was too strong. If you want to make this kind of small balls, you need to use aged fruit wine, which has a fruity aroma in the wine.

She didn't care so much about it, so she simply stopped learning it. It was too difficult.

Butler Sun made it just right, with no shortage of color, fragrance and taste, and it was particularly delicious.

Ye Jiaqi sat alone in the reception room and ate, occasionally looking at the dark sky outside the window.

This high-end community is very quiet and has no noise. Pedestrians can be seen everywhere on the road.

She took out the keychain from her pocket, gently tapped the little man with her fingers, and the pendant shook left and right.

Ye Jiaqi smiled.

As she ate, she sometimes looked blankly at the little man who was standing shoulder to shoulder on the keychain.

The past is just the past. He forgot the past. In the future, they will still go together.

She actually doesn't know how to control a man's heart, and she doesn't know how to coax a man.

Ye Jiaqi ate a bowl of small round pieces very slowly. He took half an hour to finish it, and he didn't have much appetite.

She greeted the blond American girl at the front desk, and told her when Qiao Sinian came back.

However, after she finished her bowl of small round pieces, the girl at the front desk still did not come in.

He said that there might be a late social engagement.

There were several magazines in the reception room. Ye Jiaqi picked up one casually, but it happened to be a fashion magazine from Jiangyao Magazine.

Unexpectedly, Xiaoxi is still a part-time model. There are many photos of Xiaoxi on it, hot and sexy, sometimes queen, sometimes pure.

Ye Jiaqi did not have any in-depth research on fashion magazines, so she changed to a literary magazine.

She was the only one in the entire reception room, quiet and quiet, the sound of her turning the pages sounded particularly crisp.

She also likes to read some short stories, pure English literary magazines, and she can understand them now, holding her cheek and reading them with relish.

(On New Year's Eve, I wish you all happiness~ Let's watch the Spring Festival Gala together~)
Chapter completed!