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Chapter 14
That's it, that's it, Yaoyao will talk next time. "

Before Shen Yao could ask her question, Chen Yayun hung up the phone first, leaving Shen Yao alone at the dining table.

Is this the end?
Shen Yao sighed.

I can't eat nothing at night, why don't I cook some white porridge and send it up?

Shen Yao grabbed a handful of rice and put it into the pot, taking advantage of the porridge cooking time, she finished most of the cooked rice on the table.

The cooking time of rice porridge is not long, and after a while, the aroma of white rice rises up along the edge of the cooking pot.

Shen Yao found out a tray carrying the rice porridge up to the third floor.

The third floor is where Chen Yiqian's bedroom and study are located, and this is the first time for Shen Yao to go up there.

There are complicated patterns everywhere on both sides of the spiral staircase. After reaching the third floor, the entire space is shrouded in darkness, leaving only a few sporadic spots of light from downstairs.

Is it a voice-activated light?
Shen Yao tentatively stomped her feet, but there was no response.

She adjusted her position, supported the tray with one hand, and groped back and forth on the wall with the other.

The rough texture on the wall spread to the fingertips, which were slightly numb from the wear, and the darkness gradually paralyzed people's perception, leaving only the sound of their own footsteps around.

"Why did you come here?"

There was a sudden sound in the air, and Shen Yao screamed in fright, and the tray in her hand was knocked to the ground.

Shen Yao's back felt numb for a while, and her panting became a little quicker.

"Chen Yiqian, why are you silent when you walk?"

Chen Yiqian didn't make a sound, and suddenly approached her and grabbed Shen Yao's wrist: "Why did you come up?"

In the darkness, Shen Yao only felt that her wrist was tightly bound by iron tongs, unable to move at all.

Is she not supposed to come up at this time?
Shen Yao gradually regretted a little, snatched her wrist from Chen Yiqian's hand, and replied: "Seeing that your stomach is uncomfortable, come up and bring you a bowl of porridge."

The atmosphere between the two was a little stagnant, and after a while, Chen Yiqian put his hand around the back of Shen Yao's head and patted it lightly, "Thank you for your hard work."

"It's not hard, you won't be able to drink the porridge if it spills out." Shen Yao pulled the two of them away a little, and complained nonchalantly.

Why didn't he turn on the light, and stood quietly behind her at night, almost having a heart problem.

"Will it bother you?" Chen Yiqian asked suddenly.

It’s just cooking rice porridge, there are not many steps, just add water and rice in proportion, and then add some white sugar, it’s not too troublesome.

Shen Yao honestly shook her head.

"I'm not asking about cooking rice porridge." Chen Yiqian walked back, turned on the lights in the corridor, and suppressed the smile on his lips, "It's important for you to take special care of my eating habits and take care of my taboos." Will it be troublesome?"

The atmosphere is not quite right. Is this the capitalists showing sympathy to the lower working people?How could you ask such a strange topic?

Chen Yiqian looked at Shen Yao standing aside thinking hard, and suddenly changed the way of asking: "Or, do you think I'm a trouble?"

"How could it be!" Shen Yao quickly denied it. There is no reason for the beating worker to say that he thinks the boss is troublesome. "Eating habits are born, so I can't blame you."

"That's good." Chen Yiqian bent down and picked up the tray lying on the ground, and carefully picked up the broken tiles, "By the way, I want to drink pumpkin rice porridge, and I may have to give you another trip. "

Shen Yao's legs that were about to squat down to help him pick up the tiles instantly straightened up.

She now wants to retract what she just said.

Chen Yiqian was in trouble, why would he drink pumpkin porridge if he didn't drink the white porridge in the pot!

Shen Yao dared not speak out, gritted her teeth, turned and went downstairs, making loud noises with every step, clearly showing her dissatisfaction.

Chen Yiqian looked at Shen Yao's leaving back and smiled, the discomfort in his stomach has mostly healed after taking the regular medicine at home, he shouldn't bother her anymore, but now he really wants to drink pumpkin rice porridge.

It's just a little bit of his selfishness.

A little selfishness that can't be seen.

Chen Yiqian cleaned up the broken tiles on the floor, then went down to the second floor and walked around to the kitchen.

Shen Yao has cleaned up the pumpkin, and is putting the pumpkin into the rice pot that was left just now.

"After the pumpkin is fully ripe, the pumpkin rice porridge will be ready soon." Shen Yao noticed Chen Yiqian by the door, thinking that he was a little anxious to wait.

If you don’t eat something at night, you will definitely be hungry. Fortunately, there is enough rice porridge, otherwise you have to boil the water to wash the rice again, and you will have to wait longer.

Originally, Shen Yao also had some complaints in her heart, but when she thought that Chen Yiqian became like this because of the little tomato stuffed by herself, the anger in her heart was instantly wiped out.

"Don't worry, just take your time."

Just as the two of them were saying this, the air in the cooking pot gradually rose, and the lid was raised, bubbling and bubbling.

Shen Yao lifted the lid of the pot, picked up a spoon and stirred it slightly, and a big white smoke rushed out.

The white rice has been cooked for a longer time than before, and it is mixed with the pumpkin, giving off an attractive light.

Shen Yao took out a small bowl from the disinfection cabinet, but Chen Yiqian took it.

"Let me do it."

The moment the two exchanged soup bowls, their little fingers touched, and a burst of numbness quickly climbed up from the fingertips. Shen Yao stuffed the bowl into his hands, and hurriedly put her hands behind her back.

The surrounding heat surged up, and for a moment it was hard to tell whether it was the body heat between the two of them or the temperature of the pumpkin rice porridge.

The two looked at each other speechlessly, after a while Chen Yiqian spoke.

"It's late, go to rest." He slightly turned his body to make way for Shen Yao.

The distance between the stove and the wall is very close, and it cannot fully accommodate two people to pass together.

Shen Yao raised her eyes to look at Chen Yiqian, his expression was still the same as usual, as if the episode just now had no influence on him at all.

It's just that the tip of the ear seems to be a little redder than usual.

Shen Yao stood on her tiptoes and turned her body sideways, taking every step very carefully, trying her best to avoid physical contact between the two.

Chen Yiqian frowned a little.

Physical contact is a very normal thing, how can the wife he married back home avoid him like a scourge.

Before his brain had time to think, his own hands took the lead in making a choice, holding Shen Yao's waist with a little effort.

"Chen Yiqian, what are you doing?"

Shen Yao's waist was stressed, she leaned forward uncontrollably, and the tip of her nose happened to hit Chen Yiqian's chest.

The shock was intense, and the nose seemed to have transcended the limitations of the body and became a whole of its own.

Shen Yao struggled to stand up from Chen Yiqian's arms, rubbing the sore tip of her nose: "Fortunately, my nose is pure original, otherwise it would be a bad thing."

Chen Yiqian came up with a random reason and explained: "I saw a mosquito just now, and I was frightened."

Ridiculous, ridiculous.

It is late autumn now, and the mosquitoes have to freeze to death for three generations.

For this reason, it is more credible to say that he was taken away.

Shen Yao rubbed the tip of her nose, pushed Chen Yiqian away from her with the other hand, and returned to the bedroom angrily.

(End of this chapter)