Today, the hostess, has she lost her studies?

Chapter 2409 Rejection (37)

There was a long silence, and he didn't speak.

Just watching her quietly.

She touched her empty stomach and walked towards the kitchen by herself.

Take the dishes and wash them.

Give him enough time and space to leave.

There was soup stewed on the stove, and she didn't make any fuss, she just ate as she wanted.

Carefully lifted the lid of the pot and smelled it.

The light and delicious smell of bones hits the face, which is due to his craftsmanship.

He can always make ordinary food delicious, which is very suitable for her appetite.

There was still a plaster on her right hand, she picked up the spoon beside her, and was about to scoop up a sip and taste it.

Unexpectedly, her spoon was suddenly snatched away.

A nameless shadow fell beside her, his deep breath came, and his voice was a little hoarse.

"I come."

With that said, there was a change of people in front of the stove.

She was held down and took two steps back.

Slightly froze.

Don't understand what he means.

Didn't you reject her?Why don't you leave?
Both hands were empty, the spoon was snatched, and the bowl was snatched.

Spreading her hands, she looked and opened her mouth.

"That... don't bother you, let me do it myself?"

As if he didn't hear, he filled the soup and covered the pot.

"... Mr. Shen?"

He went out with the soup, and she followed, wanting to take it with both hands.

"No, shall I come?"

The soup was just out of the pot and it was very hot, and she couldn't grab it directly, for fear of scalding him.

Followed to the dining table, looked at the living room, his computer was confiscated, and the documents were scattered aside.

She frowned and looked at him.

Still not looking at her, he lowered his eyes and quietly set the dishes.

She stared at him as he turned and went into the kitchen again.

Afterwards, rice, vegetables, and a large pot of soup were brought out.

Neatly arranged on the table, meticulous.

It seemed he did it all.

It's done, keep it warm, waiting for her to wake up.

"..." She grabbed his hand and looked at him fixedly.

His movements paused, and his dark eyes fell on the dining table.

The grasped hand flinched, as if trying to break free.

The next second, she let go again.

Withdraw your hand and put it behind your back.

Without saying a word, he pushed him away, pulled out the chair, and sat down to eat.

He took a step back and stood behind her.

The meals on the table were all small portions, and he didn't seem to prepare them for himself at all.

Pushed aside, he didn't speak, just quietly.

Watched her for a long time.

Standing like a servant, he is old-fashioned and not bright at all.

There was the sound of the collision of bowls and chopsticks, and he stood like a sculpture.

Neither leave nor speak.

Didn't even move much.

It's tempting to ignore, but——

She can't ignore it.

Her hand holding the chopsticks tightened, getting tighter.

When the bowls and chopsticks collided, in the overly quiet atmosphere, the anger gradually suppressed.

Unparalleled anger.

Unbearable anger.

This bad man...

It's like this every time, every time.

I like her but I don't take the initiative, I don't take the initiative every time!

Is the mouth long for decoration? ? ?
Know how to cook for her, know how to ask her if it hurts, know how to come to her door to deliver medicine, why don't you know how to say a word of love! ?

Let her guess every time, racking her brains to guess his mind.

Son of a bitch!

She stared at the dishes in front of her, annoyed.

As if to stare a hole in it, I wish I could take the knife to vent a thousand times.

The hand holding the chopsticks became tighter, almost breaking.

It was also in the previous life, and it was also in the previous life.

She is really...

enough.

(End of this chapter)