Quick Transmigration:Report to the Host,You Have Been Attacked!

"Why did you cook so many dishes today? Is there anything to celebrate? " Xi Ying asked.

Xue mingcan recovers and puts a piece of sweet and sour spareribs into his own bowl.

Ginger sugar ribs and pure white rice, it seems to be a very delicious match.

Xue mingcan looked at them and said slowly, "we have lived together for a week."

In a twinkling of an eye, it was the seventh day.

He thought that time passed quickly, but it was also very slow.

For example, when you can't see Zhiwei in the daytime, he feels that the sunlight has never been so long.

In the evening, when he returned to his apartment to cook and have dinner with Zhiwei, he felt that time had passed so quickly.

Xi Ying's face is light: "well, a week."

The atmosphere between the two fell into silence, leaving only silent chewing and swallowing.

Suddenly, Xi Ying put down his chopsticks and looked at Xue mingcan on the opposite side and asked, "what do you want?"

Xue mingcan is stunned: "ah?"

"A gift to live together for a week." I repeat.

Xue mingcan felt that her words were somewhat inconceivable.

Why do you need gifts to live together for a week?

He made so many dishes just for the dinner tomorrow night, so that she could remember that he would not completely forget.

A week is just an excuse.

"You've given me enough." Xue mingcan slightly lowered his head, "I don't need other gifts."

But if he could, he would like to know Wei's hug.

Don't do anything else, just a simple hug.

He was very nostalgic for the cold fragrance of Xi Ying and the taste exclusive to her.

It's a smell that can only be heard by burying her face on her shoulder.

It's the taste left in his memory under the madness of that night.

There is also the soft and warm touch in the arms, as if still lingering in the fingertips.

But, after all, those are illusory.

He wanted a real hug.

But he didn't say it.

He didn't know what position he should take.

He's just Zhiwei's nanny. He takes the money.

It's not his birthday, it's just a week's "anniversary" that seems meaningless.

He can't say.

Xi Ying looks at the boy who looks down slightly on the opposite side, and can feel the fluctuation of his mood.

She took a drink from the glass she had at hand, her eyes were not clear.

Host, what do I think you're waiting for? 】A billion dollars long time ago.

The main reason is that Xi Ying's temperament changes too much, even if she recovers her memory, she can't adapt to it for a while.

What's more, her direct contact with plane is different from that in Xi Ying's mind.

After so many days of acclimatization, she was able to talk to Xi Ying again.

Hearing xiaoyiyi's words, Xi Ying picked up chopsticks to eat again, and at the same time said in his heart: "when will he bravely tell me that he likes me?"

Why? 】Little billion don't understand.

In fact, she has never been able to understand human feelings about love.

She could see it, but she couldn't feel it.

I just know, it's a very complicated feeling.

"When he struggled and tangled for a long time, he got up the courage to show me his intention. This is the most exciting time to destroy."

Xi Ying ate a mouthful of rice, slightly under the dark eyes, a trace of indifference smile mixed with gorgeous black purple, diffuse diffusion.