A Billion Stars Can’t Amount to You

After her words were settled, Han Zhihui stared at her for a while before moving her lips: "Let's have a meal together at night. I have something to talk to you about."

Cheng Weiwan didn't know whether it was her own mentality. She felt that Han Zhihui looked back at her with a little coldness, and even with her heart became a bit cold.

Girls are naturally intuitive in this regard. She knows what Han Zhihui is going to talk to herself at night.

She couldn't help but start to panic, even though she knew that this love she thought was just a carefully scam, but she was still afraid of losing it.

Because she loved it... No, she still loves it...

Cheng Weiwan didn't dare to look directly at Han Zhihui's eyes, drooping his eyes slightly, "Uh", and after a while, she said aloud: "Go home and eat at night..."

"Too troublesome……"

"No, no trouble." Cheng Weiwan didn't wait for Han Zhihui's words to finish, and interrupted him: "I recently learned a new dish, and I wanted to make it for you..."

Han Zhihui was silent for a while, and finally obeyed her meaning: "Okay, then you are busy first. When you are finished, go to the parking lot to find me."

In fact, Cheng had been busy already, but after Han Zhihui left, she still spent a long time in the crew before going to the parking lot.

"Ninth Palace" is a machine opened in the film and television city in the southern suburbs of Beijing. It takes a long time to drive back to the city. Cheng Weiwei was afraid to be in the car. Han Zhihui talked to himself. As soon as he got on the bus, he pretended to be tired. Very sleepy, closed his eyes and pretended to fall asleep.

When he arrived at the home of Han Zhihui, the car stopped shortly, and Cheng got out of the car shortly before leaving the sentence, "I went to the supermarket to buy ingredients", and hurried away.

Carrying a bag of fresh ingredients, he returned to Han Zhihui's home. Cheng Weiwan didn't directly take the key to open the door as before, but knocked on the door.

When Han Zhihui opened the door for her, she lifted her back from the supermarket and tried to practice smiles many times, and then went into the kitchen without waiting for him to speak.

It's eight o'clock to cook the food.

Cheng Weiwan was in the restaurant, staring at the three dishes and soup he had laid on the table for a long time, and then yelled Han Zhi to come back for dinner.

When Han Zhi returned to his seat, Cheng Weiwan served him the same meal and soup as before, and handed the chopsticks to his hand.

Cheng Weiwan served himself a meal. After sitting down, he was just like that. He was afraid that Han Zhihui would speak again. He said, "I'm so hungry, let's eat."

Cheng Weiwan is really hungry. She is pregnant and can eat very much recently.

After the words were settled, she no matter whether Han Zhihui moved the chopsticks or not, she lowered her head and took care of herself.

When a bowl of rice was finished, Han Zhihui, who was sitting opposite, said, "Cheng is not late."

He used to call her "late and late", but now he calls her name...

Cheng Weiwan held the chopsticks' hands and shuddered suddenly, and then panicked: "That, I haven't had enough yet. Let's talk later, OK?"

With that said, Cheng Weiwan filled himself with a full bowl of rice and stuffed it into his mouth desperately.

Han Zhi leaned back in his chair and stared at the girl with her head down in front of her, who was desperately eating, and somehow felt that her breathing was a bit uncomfortable. He turned around and stayed for a while, realizing that the dullness still showed no signs of dissipation, and kicked off. The chair behind him stood up: "I'm going to wait for you."