Play coquettish with Joe

Chapter 1660 I drank too much last night

Josnian walked to her side, bent down, and saw the expression on her face clearly.

After standing for about 10 minutes, Ye Jiaqi didn't move.

Probably Josnian's sense of oppression was too strong. She moved her fingers and opened her eyes in a daze.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Josnian standing, wearing a neat black suit and a neat tie.

Seeing his eyes fall on the painting in his hand, Ye Jiaqi's face turned pale. He sat up with a "Teng", reached out and tore up the painting.

She randomly stuffed the debris into the trash can, her hair was disheveled, and she was panting slightly.

His deep, deep, and opaque eyes were still on her face, and Ye Jiaqi realized that he had overreacted and became 300 taels of silver here.

Sleepy.

She collected herself and looked at him: "I accidentally fell asleep, you... are you coming back for lunch?"

"Butler Sun said you didn't have breakfast."

"No, I ate, but I didn't eat too much, I can't eat any more." She smiled calmly, as if nothing had happened, "What time is it?"

"11:30."

"Oh, that's just right, let's go down and eat." Ye Jiaqi didn't dare to say too much.

Similarly, she was also afraid that he would suddenly say "Ye Jiaqi, you shouldn't be staying in Qiao's residence" in the next sentence, and that he would not even eat lunch with her.

Josnian stretched out his finger and stroked her face with his thumb: "Crying?"

"No, I didn't cry." Ye Jiaqi smiled.

"Yeah." Josnian put down his hands, "Let's eat."

After finishing speaking, he turned around, left the balcony, and walked downstairs to the restaurant.

Butler Sun had already made lunch. In the past, Ye Jiaqi would help her make it together. Today, Ye Jiaqi never came down from the balcony.

Ye Jiaqi followed behind Josnian. The royal blue pearl sweater skirt made her thin and petite.

On her feet were a pair of pink plush slippers, and she followed behind him, step by step.

She kept a distance of three or four steps from him, and he didn't stop to wait for her.

Sometimes, Ye Jiaqi looked up at his slender, stern back, feeling a little dazed.

That trance probably means that the stars and Tiny Herb will never get close.

He is as bright as a star, but she is as humble as grass.

Just like the three or four steps between them, in reality, they also have a gap that cannot be concealed.

At the dining table, as usual, he served her a bowl of rice first, and then poured her a small bowl of delicious black-bone chicken soup with astragalus and red dates.

Ye Jiaqi sat at the table, no coquettish expression on his face, and awkwardly took his soup: "Thank you."

Josnian frowned and looked up at her: "Thank you."

"No, nothing." She lowered her head.

In the past, she was used to sitting with him, but today, she didn't dare to act cautiously like a newcomer.

At the dinner table, she didn't speak again.

Josnian was not a person who talked too much. When she was quiet, the whole dinner table fell silent.

After eating half of the meal, Josnian said flatly, "I drank too much last night."

Ye Jiaqi lowered his head and picked the white rice in the bowl without making a sound.

"Not in the future." Josnian gave her a piece of braised pork.

He brought her food, and she ate it silently.

She didn't know what emotion was in her heart.

"Don't you like today's dish?" Josnian looked at her with deep eyes, "If you don't like it, I'll come back to make it earlier in the evening."

(End of this chapter)