He is addicted to roses

"I won't say much else. I just want to tell you that if you can't unconditionally trust Xiao Jiang, love her and protect her, then please stay away from her, and others will naturally love her." Wanyan Xin didn't stay for more than a second, then turned around and left.

Just then the driver she called arrived.

Yan Xin went over and took Jiang Ye's hand, "Xiao Jiang, let's go."

Jiang Ye was confused, holding a balloon in one hand and being held in the other.

She looked at Yan Xin and then at Zhou Siyi, but was pulled away before she could say anything.

Song Ciyou followed closely behind.

Zhou Siyi stood there, clenching and unclenching his fists.

How could he be willing to just watch Jiang Ye go with someone else?

If he hadn't been drunk, he would have followed him in his car.

in the car.

She got tired of the balloon in Jiang Ye's hand in less than two minutes and pulled Yan Xin's arm, "Where's my handsome guy?"

Yan Xin's anger has not subsided yet.

When I saw Zhou Siyi, I felt very angry.

Now she saw Jiang Ye asking about the handsome guy. She rolled her eyes and said angrily: "What handsome guy? No."

Jiang Ye, who was hurt, pouted and said aggrievedly: "Huh, I just saw the handsome guy."

Yan Xin: "..."

Fortunately, Jiang Ye just muttered a few words, and Yan Xin ignored her and started to sleep leaning on Yan Xin's arm.

Half an hour later, the car slowly drove into Leo Gardens and parked downstairs of Jiang Ye's house.

Yan Xin pushed her twice but she didn't wake up, so she could only ask Song Ciyou to help her carry her up.

Jiang Ye was still quite honest. He found a comfortable position on the bed and became silent.

Yan Xin put down her things and sat by the bed to watch over her.

Song Ciyou went to make some honey water, "Do you want her to get up and drink some?"

Yan Xin nodded and forcefully pulled Jiang Ye up to let her drink some honey water to avoid having a headache the next day.

Jiang Ye was not in a good mood because his sleep was disturbed. He pouted his little mouth, but he still drank obediently.

Yan Xin asked her again, "Go and take off your makeup?"

Jiang Ye blinked and looked at Yan Xin, his face flushed, his eyes blurred, and he didn't know if he heard her words clearly.

Yan Xin is quite patient when dealing with a little drunkard, "If you don't take off your makeup before going to bed, you will look ugly tomorrow."

Jiang Ye's beautiful long eyelashes fluttered, as if he understood Yan Xin's words, he nodded sluggishly, and led Yan Xin to the bathroom to remove his makeup.

In fact, she didn't do anything, she just sat there while Yan Xin rolled up his sleeves to remove her makeup and wash her face.

Jiang Ye was probably in a good mood tonight, and he hummed a little tune in the middle of unloading.

Later, I didn't know if Yan Xin accidentally got the facial cleanser into her eyes, but Jiang Ye actually started to shed tears.

Yan Xin had known Jiang Ye for so many years and had never seen her cry before. This sudden burst of tears left her helpless.

"Xiao Jiang, what's wrong with you? Is the facial cleanser irritating your eyes?"

Jiang Ye sniffed and cried loudly, "Ooooooo, Zhou Siyi, you bastard!"

Yan Xin: "..."

"..."

That night, Jiang also struggled for a long time, crying and laughing at times, and didn't fall asleep until midnight.

Yan Xin and Song Ciyou were both annoyed by her.

Looking at the person who finally fell asleep on the bed, Yan Xin breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Oh, she is still asleep. If I had known that Xiao Jiang was so difficult to deal with when she was drunk, I wouldn't have let her drink so much!"

Song Ciyou didn't say anything, but looked at Jiang Ye with soft eyes.

If possible, he really wanted to stay with her like this.

It's just a pity that when she was drunk, she shouted Zhou Siyi's name. Song Ciyou lowered his eyelids, put away his thoughts, moved his lips, and before he could say anything, a "gulu" suddenly broke the silence.

Yan Xin: "..."

The two looked at each other, a bit of embarrassment filling the air.

Yan Xin smiled coquettishly, "Well, I didn't eat at night, so I'm a little hungry."

I don't know where Song Ciyou's smile came from, but he smiled lightly.

Then he asked: "How about cooking some noodles?"

Yan Xin said, "Okay."

Going to bed hungry is not a problem.

Jiang Ye didn't have much food in the refrigerator, but there was still some pasta.

Song Ciyou simply boiled an egg and stewed the noodles.

Yan Xin took this time to wash her hair. By the time she finished washing, Song Ciyou's egg stewed noodles were already out of the pot, and the aroma filled the whole room.

She was already hungry, but when she was stimulated by the scent, her stomach began to growl like crazy.

Putting her hair up, Yan Xin walked over and pulled out the dining chair and sat down, "Wow, it smells so good!"

Song Ciyou filled a bowl and put it in front of her, "Here, have a taste, I haven't made it for a long time."

Yan Xin first said thank you, and then said: "No need to look, it must be delicious!"

It smells so good just by smelling it!

Before starting to eat, she took a photo with her mobile phone and posted it on WeChat Moments.

Copywriting: Men who can cook are a plus! ! !

The accompanying picture is the pot of braised noodles that is full of color, flavor and flavor.

Song Ciyou was also included in the photo, but it was just a blurry figure.

But it was enough to tell that he was a man.

Yan Xin has always been very casual in her social media posts, and she doesn’t think there is anything wrong with her copywriting.

Until Jiang Zhan's call came in, she was making noodles while answering the call.

She felt that she and Jiang Zhan had no shady conversations, so she put her phone directly on the table and turned it on speakerphone.

Before the lazy "Hello" came to his lips, Jiang Zhan heard Jiang Zhan's low questioning voice: "Yan Xin, why don't you go home?!"

It was almost a sentence squeezed out from between the teeth. Anyone who knows Jiang Zhan knows how restrained he is now.

Yan Xin was so excited that all he could think about was the bowl of stewed noodles. He didn't notice Jiang Zhan's mood at all, and replied casually: "I'm back! I'm here with Xiao Jiang."

"Xiao Jiang was in a bad mood. He drank a lot at night and just lay down."

Hearing this, Jiang Zhan's expression softened a little.

But when he thought about the man in the photo, he felt very unhappy. Why was Yan Xin still staying with a man so late?

He also said that men who can cook are the best.

Jiang Zhan's jealousy boiled over, and he was so sour that he couldn't taste it: "You... like men who cook?"

The second half of his words became softer and softer, and Yan Xin almost didn't hear them clearly.

She was stunned for a moment and subconsciously looked at Song Ciyou opposite.

Song Ciyou was looking at her phone with her head down, and didn't seem to be paying attention to her phone call with Jiang Zhan.

Yan Xin turned off the speakerphone, picked up the phone and put it to her ear, saying in a lazy tone, "It's not bad!"

"But who doesn't like a partner who can cook? It's so nice to have something to eat without having to move when you get home from get off work!"

Anyway, she doesn't know how to do laundry and cooking.

Jiang Zhan said oh, without any emotion.

Yan Xin was not at ease about this matter. After being quiet for a while, she asked: "It's so late, why don't you go to bed?"

Jiang Zhan is not usually someone who stays up late.