Night nine engine has been following behind, calmly sitting on the sofa in the living room, looking at the busy shadow in the kitchen from a distance, and an imperceptible smile appeared in his eyebrows and eyes.

After waiting for more than ten minutes, Xia Qingsi finally warmed up the dishes, but yejiuqing didn't eat, but sat carelessly at the table and looked at the dishes.

"I can't finish it."

Xia Qingsi, who was about to go upstairs to sleep, heard yejiuqing's words. The whole person almost fell on the stairs. Yejiuqing must not finish eating such a big table of vegetables! And no one forced him!

Xia Qingsi was a little helpless: "just have enough to eat. A maid will come to clean up the table later."

"That's a waste."

Night nine engine is another sentence, which forces Xia Qingsi to ask, waste?

Every night, the cook of Tianxiang small building will cook more than ten different dishes. It's a waste to go back after eating. However, Xia Qingsi only heated three dishes just now, which is very poor for the value of yejiuqing, okay? And when will this guy care about these?

Xia Qingsi was deeply puzzled, but ye Jiuqing didn't want to explain at all. She had to open the chair opposite ye Jiuqing and sit down, "if you think it's a waste, I'll eat with you?"

The man didn't speak, and he didn't know whether he agreed or what. Anyway, Xia Qingsi took it as his default.

To tell you the truth, the taste of this dish changes when it is heated after it is cold. Fortunately, Xia Qingsi is not picky and can eat it. As for yejiuqing, Xia Qingsi has no intention to pay attention to him at all.

Xia Qingsi had eaten fruits and snacks before. In fact, she was easy to get hungry. She ate a lot this meal. In contrast, ye Jiuqing opposite didn't eat much. If she didn't see that the rice in ye Jiuqing's bowl was half less, Xia Qingsi really suspected that this guy hadn't moved from beginning to end.

He can be so gentle to eat a meal. He's not like him at all.

Xia Qingsi whispered in her heart. When she raised her head, she found that night Jiuqing had been staring at herself. Xia Qingsi was more confused and tangled for a long time before she asked weakly, "are you full?"

"Not full." Night nine engine leisurely replied.

Xia Qingsi mumbled her pink lips, "I'm full."

Night nine engine looked at her eyes suddenly became sharp.

Xia Qingsi, who was uneasy with this look, couldn't help shrinking her neck and staring at her again? What are you staring at her for? Don't you let people eat?

Night nine engine is a wonderful flower. Normal people can't understand his brain circuit at all.

Waiting silently, Xia Qingsi dared to get up after ye Jiuqing was full. She packed all the things on the table, washed the dishes and came out. Ye Jiuqing was gone.

Xia Qingsi thought he was going to bed, so she didn't care too much. After washing her hands, she went upstairs. She didn't want to live in the same room with yejiuqing, so she went directly to the guest room.

The door was closed. She couldn't open it even if she pushed it a few times. She pushed the next few doors. They were all closed and couldn't get in at all!

Xia Qingsi was depressed. If she remembered correctly, the door was open. Even if it was closed, it wouldn't be locked. But now these guest rooms are obviously locked. Xia Qingsi can't get in without a key. Where does she sleep tonight?

Seeing Bi Hai coming down from upstairs, Xia Qingsi asked quickly, "do you have the key to the guest room?"

Bi Hai was stunned. "What do you want the key for?"

"Open the door."

Bi Hai looked at the closed doors behind Xia Qingsi, and instantly understood whose masterpiece it was.

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