Spring night kiss

She was lost in thought when she suddenly heard Song Zhaozhao let out a long sigh and said seriously: "Jiang Tan, if you are in this situation, if you get ahead, Zhou Yinghuai will fall into your hands."

Jiang Tan didn't answer, but there was an indescribable funny emotion in his heart.

Misunderstanding.

Otherwise, everyone in the world would say it was a mistake.

Jiang Tan left Song Zhaozhao's residence, and the latter sent her downstairs, still smiling and joking: "Tan Tan, remember to tell me how Zhou Yinghuai's cooking skills are."

Jiang Tan smiled and said something perfunctory.

Zhou Yinghuai's cooking skills are very good, or in other words, Zhou Yinghuai can do well no matter what he does.

As for cooking skills, Jiang Tan is one of the few people in the world who has long known that Zhou Yinghuai's cooking skills are very good.

On her birthday at that time, Zhou Yinghuai also cooked to make her happy.

But today is neither a holiday nor a New Year.

Jiang Tan was absent-minded all the way, and when he returned home, there was the smell of delicious food in the air.

The fireworks are ordinary, the world is cold and warm, it seems like this is the way it is.

Jiang Tan stood at the entrance, lowered his head and put on his slippers.

The kitchen is small. When Jiang Tan bought this house, he took a fancy to its warmth, remote location and high cost performance.

At the time, she thought there was nothing wrong with it, but now, when she saw Zhou Yinghuai in the small room, she couldn't hold it back and her eyes were sore.

It seems that he, Zhou Yinghuai, should not stay in such a simple place.

Jiang Tan walked towards him, walking very slowly.

The latter was cooking seriously and didn't notice it until Jiang Tan opened the kitchen door and walked in.

Zhou Yinghuai turned his head and looked in her direction.

He said: "You will be able to eat soon. There is a lot of oil smoke inside, which is not good for your skin. You go out and wait."

Jiang Tan didn't feel that her skin was more delicate than Zhou Yinghuai's.

She pursed her lips, swallowed, and whispered, "Are you tired?"

Zhou Yinghuai turned down the fire a little, walked to the podium, looked at the little girl, his eyebrows were still dignified, and smiled: "You are not tired, cooking for my Tantan, how can you be tired?"

"You don't have to be like this," Jiang Tan lowered his eyes, his voice had returned to calmness, and the emotion just now was more like a fleeting illusion.

Jiang Tan's voice was cold and he said calmly: "If you want to eat something, you can ask your chef to come over and make it, if he doesn't mind the small size of this place."

Zhou Yinghuai didn't answer for a long time.

Jiang Tan's psychological defense began to break down in Zhou Yinghuai's silence.

She finally couldn't hold it back and raised her head. The light was dim and the man was out of place among them. He clearly had only herself in his eyes. He said in an extremely calm voice: "Who dares to dislike your place?"

Jiang Tan opened his mouth and held it in for a long time before he said: "As long as you don't dislike it."

While Zhou Yinghuai went to cook, Jiang Tan made the bed in the guest room.

The two of them sat across from each other at the dining table, and in the middle were several home-cooked dishes.But I have to say that Zhou Yinghuai worked very hard, and his heart can be seen.

Jiang Tan bit the egg and did not look up at Zhou Yinghuai. She only said softly, "I just cleaned up your room for you."

Zhou Yinghuai picked up the vegetables for a moment, then calmly picked up a bamboo shoot with chopsticks for Jiang Tan: "Don't you want to sleep with me?"

"No one stipulates that you have to live together to fall in love." Jiang Tan gritted his teeth and thought of a reason for himself: "I think it's better for us to sleep separately, Zhou Yinghuai, I'm used to sleeping alone."

Zhou Yinghuai seemed to chuckle. When Jiang Tan tried to take a closer look, it was clear that there was nothing.

"Okay, let's sleep separately." There was no trace of anger in the voice.

Jiang Tan breathed a sigh of relief.

The two of them finished the meal peacefully. Zhou Yinghuai saw Jiang Tan put down the bowl and chopsticks, and stood up to clean up naturally.

"I'll come with you." Jiang Tan stood up and looked at Zhou Yinghuai a little uneasily.

"I'm already living in your house, so I can't live in vain." Zhou Yinghuai stacked the chopsticks and bowls together, raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked at Jiang Tan: "Just sit down and rest."

Jiang Tan was sitting in the living room, and the TV was showing popular movies and TV series, but Jiang Tan didn't even watch it.

Her peripheral vision fell on Zhou Yinghuai's figure cleaning up in the kitchen.

When did Young Master Zhou do these things?
This is probably the first time in my life.

Jiang Tan was not too moved, her mood was more uneasy.

Zhou Yinghuai compromised so much that she felt scared.

If he can achieve this level, does it mean that he is really determined to be with her?
But Jiang Tan really doesn't want to make the same mistake again. Zhou Yinghuai may be more interested in and fond of her than before, and he is not as helpless and weak as before.

But what else?

What's the difference?
She, Jiang Tan, paired with Young Master Zhou, still couldn't reach any higher.

Jiang Tan doesn't want to climb high, nor does he want his current stable life to be disrupted.

But Zhou Yinghuai.
How could he reach this point? He couldn't help but feel frightened.

Jiang Tan was slightly confused, and suddenly heard the sound of a bowl breaking in the kitchen.

Jiang Tan was startled and hurriedly walked over and saw Zhou Yinghuai squatting on the ground with a broken bowl in front of him.

He pinched the broken pieces of porcelain with his slender fingers and threw them into the trash can. He probably heard Jiang Tan's footsteps. Without raising his head, he said in a straight tone: "It's my first time washing dishes. I don't have much experience. Next time knew."

"Zhou Yinghuai." Jiang Tan's panic suddenly turned into a bit annoyed. Her voice was cold and hard: "We are just in love. You don't need to do this for me. We don't want to change for each other, okay?"

Zhou Yinghuai paused to pick up the broken pieces of porcelain, and then returned to his nonchalant appearance.

His tone was gentle and he said calmly: "No one wants you to change, Jiang Tan, just stay by my side and do what you like."

"I'm not talking about me, I'm talking about you!" Jiang Tan looked at the fragments in the trash can, as if it confirmed the four words "A broken mirror is hard to make a round". The corners of her eyes beat slightly, and her heart was involved. There was something indescribable. Suffocating, she whispered: "Zhou Yinghuai, I don't like you to be like this, and you don't have to be like this!"

Zhou Yinghuai is not a person without temper. In the end, today's meal was just because he felt that he had pushed Jiang Tan too hard, so he wanted to coax the little girl.

He thought, if there were no deviations in his memory, and if everything was not his fantasy, then Jiang Tan would have been really happy to be able to eat the food she cooked on her birthday, wouldn't she?
Now, he was also cooking for her. He was ten times more attentive than before. Why wasn't she happy?