Burn You All Night: The Spinster's Body Trade

As soon as the door opened, you could see the person in front of you, and the man's action was rigid and weird on the spot.

Strange silence.

Four eyes meet, Huo meets the restless retreat in the eyes, instantly changed the light of Sen Leng.

Opposite him is Ji Chuan.

The man with a proper dress and elegant appearance, and the man with an apron in front of him is definitely a good gentleman. His gentle eyes disappeared at the moment when he opened the door. Even the hand hidden in his sleeve could not help holding the nest.

Huo Yu is a tall man with a pink apron that doesn't fit him. However, Ji Chuan can't laugh at all. This is Shen Jiayin's apartment, but Huo Yuzheng opens the door in this way. He still has a faint smell of cooking oil smoke. A clear kiss on his throat almost makes him dare not think about what they have done Yes.

He didn't believe in the newspaper's so-called billions of betrothal gifts, but all he saw at the moment told him that it was a fact. Huo Yu was the richest man in the city, and billions of dollars hurt his company's vitality. He suddenly couldn't laugh at Huo Yu's childishness, because he knew that if it were him, he would not have made such a decision in such a short time.

Even if a person is a heart made of ice, such a red crown will melt a woman completely. He stubbornly thinks that Shen Jiayin will be the exception. He is obstinately unwilling to believe that Shen Jiayin's feelings for him have been buried in his forgotten time. Therefore, he came back from a business trip today and immediately checked with Shen Jiayin. He wants to know that the betrothal gifts mentioned in the newspaper are fake, which is Huo Encounter wishful thinking, is his sugar coated cannonball, but at the moment, all words are blocked in the throat, dry like a fire will burn him.

Shen Jiayin's hand holding chopsticks is inexplicably stunned. She gets up and walks to the door. The door is quiet and frightening. She is not at ease.

"Who's here?"

As soon as I approached, I saw the man standing motionless at the door like a statue, and frowned, as if thinking of something, and asked, "is it the property? I called yesterday, so the lamp was broken, and they said"

the voice stopped suddenly.

Shen Jiayin looks at the man in front of the door and purses her lips slightly.

Ji Chuan also looks at her. His eyes have returned to calm. Looking at Shen Jiayin, there is even a reproach and tenderness in it. Huo Yu swears that if Shen Jiayin was not standing beside him, he would walk around in a circle. Damn it, he dares to hook up in front of Laozi and lead his wife. He just doesn't want to live!

"Why did you come?"

Shen Jiayin asked in a low voice. Her voice was light and there was no fluctuation.

Jichuan fingers slightly curled up for a moment, hook out a smile, droop eyes son, half ring just way.

"Yinyin, I want to have a word with you alone."

The man looked cold and said in a sharp voice,

"no way!"

Shen Jiayin frowned and pulled his arm. In a low voice,

"you go first."

The man stares at me. I'll let you go in and let you have an outsider. There's no door!

BR, < BR, < BR, < BR,

, he said in a low voice when he took off his apron

Without waiting for Shen Jiayin to speak, she left first. Shen Jiayin looked at his back. For a moment, she suddenly understood why he made such a concession. It was in the middle of winter. It was cold outside. How could he let her stand outside and talk with others in thin clothes? He preferred to be frozen by himself.

Shen Jiayin clenched her fist and watched him disappear in the corridor. Her eyes were slightly hot.

As soon as she was dark, the man in front of her had blocked her sight. Shen Jiayin took back her eyes and looked at him quietly and said, "come on in."

After that, he turned around and went first.

There is no redundant words, as if he is just a strange visitor, and she is just a host. Just out of courtesy.

Jichuan tight fist, quietly followed in.

The apartment is not very big, but it is still spacious to live alone. All the decorations are elegant and generous, but there are some other flavors, which seem to be the taste of home. When he saw the food that had not been moved a few mouthfuls at the dining table, he opened his eyes in surprise, looked at the two bowls neatly placed on his face, pursed the corners of his mouth, and said after a long time,

"I I didn't know you could cook. "

After a meal, Shen Jiayin looks at a table of food, and her lips slightly hook up. She says, "I won't, it's not made by me."

Jichuan is in a trance, which reminds him of the apron Huo Yu has just thrown aside. Is it so? He clenched his fist slightly, but his memory of the original fuzzy situation is clear.

On her 18th birthday, he took her to the place he rented. It was also winter. It was so cold that people could not stand in the simple bungalow without heating. However, because of her, it was inexplicably warm.Dim yellow light, simple desk and chair, he is clumsy in the face.

Shen Jiayin, 18, stood by quietly, looking at his work with a smile and a soft voice,

"Ji Chuan, you can't cook."

He stretched out his hand with noodles, gently rubbed his nose, and snorted, "cooking is a woman's business. Why should I do it?"

After that, he looked at the dough that had been gradually kneaded in his hand, bent up the corners of his lips, and said in a warm voice,

"but for you and I'd like to wait a moment, and wait for me to make a long-lived noodles several meters long, to celebrate your birthday. I'll be happy all my life and live a long life."

Shen Jiayin smiles and doesn't speak. How beautiful the time was then and how painful it is to think about it now.

After all, Shen Jiayin didn't do well in the long-life noodles. Shen Jiayin took them one by one, and the thickness was uneven. It seemed that the noodles were very Shanzhai. Some scallions were floating on the noodles, and the poached eggs were also scattered. It looked really bad. But Shen Jiayin didn't complain at all, and ate them all. The world said that she was cold and thin, but didn't know how true her friendship was The kind of true, no longer belong to their own.

In a moment of pain, he suddenly reached out and grabbed Shen Jiayin's wrist. The latter was stunned, then frowned and tried to shake off. He refused to give her a chance and said obstinately,

"Yinyin, let's start again."

This sentence, let Shen Jiayin stop action, cold eyes quietly looking at him, did not speak, but she spoke more chilling, he seems to be able to feel her body full of irony, she said Ji Chuan, why do you! Jichuan, don't let me look down on you! Jichuan, it's you who let go first! Ji Chuan let go of his hands in a dispirited way, squeezed out his evil smile, and hooked his lips,

"make a joke, don't take it seriously."

Shen Jiayin shook off her hand and took a few steps to distance herself from him