She had just had supper that time, and she was not very happy.

Qiao Sinian could tell at a glance that she had some thoughts, and just pulled the back of her hand.

"What's wrong? The food is not to your liking? Huh?"

Ye Jiaqi shrank his hands and took two bites of rice.

"No, it's pretty good."

He grabbed her bowl: "Tell me if you have anything to say. I don't like to beat around the bush."

Ye Jiaqi still didn't say anything.

Qiao Sinian frowned and glanced at her with a cold look.

"Actually, I want to eat hot pot..." The further I said, the lower her voice became.

She was afraid that he would be unhappy.

Qiao Sinian smiled softly.

"Why didn't I say it earlier? I want to eat it too."

"Really?" She almost jumped up happily.

He stood up, took his coat from the hanger, and held her hand as if he was holding a little cat.

"Yeah. Let's go, take you out for a meal."

That night, he took her out to have hot pot alone.

She was in a very good mood and ate a lot.

Qiao Sinian didn't eat much, and he was watching her eat most of the time.

She kept talking to him while eating-

She said a boy in the class had a fight with the class teacher today, she said that the class monitor was in love with the life committee member, she said that under the osmanthus tree on the first floor, a cute kitten often appeared recently...

She said, he listened.

He never interrupted her or made a very opinion.

Ye Jiaqi didn't know if he liked listening or didn't like listening.

After eating hot pot, the smell was quite strong.

She smiled and rubbed against him: "Master Qiao, will I help you wash your clothes? Just treat it as the reward for accompanying me to eat hot pot."

"Hmm?" He glanced at her, "Okay."

Ye Jiaqi was stunned, hey, she was just polite, why did he take it seriously?

How could she do laundry?

That night, Qiao Sinian did not rush home, but walked on the street with her for a long time.

The winter night in the capital is bleak and cold.

The wind blew.

She walked beside him without feeling cold at all, and sometimes she would jump to the front of him.

Qiao Sinian has a steady pace, but he does not restrict Ye Jiaqi.

When she made a fuss, he curled up the corners of his lips slightly.

That night, they really walked a long way under the street lights.

That night, she was really noisy and was rarely so happy.

Every time I am with him, no matter how long the road is, she thinks the journey is short.

What's the night? I don't ask about the return date.

After putting away the memories, Ye Jiaqi picked up a piece of rib.

The ribs are delicious, but she can't taste any taste.

After taking a bite, it really didn't taste any, so she simply put down her chopsticks.

A large pot of hot pot is steaming.

White smoke rose up, covering the entire dining table.

She looked at the heat silently, tears were still hanging on her face, her eyes were hollow and blurred.

...

The waiting process is long.

At exactly seven o'clock in the evening, the door was knocked.

A "boom" sounded like a knock on the heart!

Ye Jiaqi was very sensitive and jumped out of bed quickly.

Today, especially at night, she was shrouded in the shadow of knocking on the door.

But now, the door is still knocked.

"Mr. Ji?"

"It's me." A dull male voice sounded outside the door.

Ye Jiaqi's hand covered the door handle and trembled slightly.

As soon as the door opened, Ji Qinghan took off his scarf.

"Miss Ye, disturb me."

"It's foggy outside?" She saw him dusty, and the ends of his hair were filled with moisture.

Ji Qinghan nodded: "Yes, it's just foggy, it's not small."

"It's very cold, come in."
Chapter completed!