When Jian Fan went downstairs.
Yu Sizhou did not follow.
When he heard that Jian Fan was going to make breakfast for Shen Qinghuan, he looked a little surprised, looked at Jian Fan from top to bottom, but then rubbed the space between his brows and yawned.
"You really care about my sister, I have to catch up on sleep."
When Jian Fan closed the door, Yu Sizhou indeed walked towards the bed.
Shen Qinghuan never thought that Jian and Fan would make breakfast, so the breakfast she ordered yesterday was rather complicated, it was steamed buns and deep-fried dough sticks.
Making fritters requires fermentation, which takes about one to two hours.
Jian Fan estimated the time when Shen Qinghuan would wake up, and got down early.
The kitchen design of Jianfanjia is also full of high-tech.
His kitchen is made of glass, so the outside can be seen from the inside, but the inside cannot be seen from the outside, and there is also a built-in projection. If you are bored while waiting for meals, you can watch the projection while passing the time.
Shen Qinghuan usually wakes up at a fixed time if there is no announcement, and the time is about eight o'clock in the morning.
Jian Fan looked at his watch, it was about 7:30.
He pressed a few times on the glass wall, preparing to watch the morning news for half an hour and waiting for breakfast to be ready.
Just as his hand was close to the glass wall, he suddenly paused.
Through the glass wall, he looked at the living room outside.
…
Shen Qinghuan slept very well this time.
I don't know if it's because I finally thought about it, or being with Jian Fan made her too happy.
A good night's sleep, peace of mind and peace of mind like never before.
As early as when she turned the corner, she could smell the delicious food below.
So, she muttered as she went downstairs.
"smell good!"
"Fan, your cook is really good at cooking."
Without an elder, Shen Qinghuan naturally called out the address agreed upon with Jian Fan yesterday.
But when she was walking towards the dining room, she saw Jian Fan who hadn't taken off her apron, her footsteps froze for a moment, and she couldn't believe it.
"You did it?"
Jian Fan nodded calmly, as if she didn't feel that she had done any great things.
"In the future, if I have time, I will do it for you."
Shen Qinghuan was a little surprised that Jian Fan could even make steamed buns and deep-fried dough sticks, but after hearing Jian Fan's words, Shen Qinghuan suddenly felt a little warm.
Jian Fan is very busy, how can such a busy person have so much time to cook for her.
But he said that as long as he has time, he will do it for her.
In those small spare time, Shen Qinghuan seemed to occupy the first place in Jian Fan's heart.
These words made Shen Qinghuan feel like this.
The corners of Shen Qinghuan's mouth couldn't help turning up, and she sat down on the chair that Jian Fan dragged away.
As soon as she sat down, there was a bowl of corn porridge in front of her.
Nature is also simple and prosperous.
In the ear is Jian Fan's exhortation.
"Although you want to eat steamed buns and deep-fried dough sticks today, don't eat too greasy for the first bite in the morning. Drink some porridge first to moisten your stomach."
Shen Qinghuan listened to Jian Fan's cold and concerned tone, the smile on the corner of her mouth couldn't stop growing, she said "um", and drank the porridge first.
Then I ate fried dough sticks and steamed buns.
I have to say that Jian Fan's cooking skills are really good.
Shen Qinghuan was basically swept away. Fortunately, she has a natural physique that does not gain weight, otherwise she would have committed the "crime" of a female star.
After eating everything, Shen Qinghuan glanced at the ceramic white milk cup on the side of the table, and there was a thermostatic coaster under it, which showed the temperature was 75 degrees.
Shen Qinghuan raised her eyebrows: "I know you know that I like to drink warm milk, but I didn't expect you to know how much milk I like to drink?!"
"And the clothes in the closet yesterday, Ah Fan, you have been investigating me a lot."
Although Shen Qinghuan said that Jian Fan investigated her, she didn't mean to be disgusted, instead she seemed to be happy.
While she was talking, she held up the warm milk beside her, pursed her lips and took a sip.
The soft, waxy and warm milk fragrance instantly filled Shen Qinghuan's face with a sense of satisfaction.
Unexpectedly, Jian Fan on the opposite side gently stirred the corn porridge in front of her with a spoon, raised her eyes and said.
"I agree with the matter of clothes."
"It's about the milk, not me."
Shen Qinghuan held up the milk cup for a meal, looking at Jian Fan with inexplicable eyes.
"What's the meaning?"
"Not you? Who else?"
Jian Fan took a sip of porridge, wiped the corners of his mouth with a black handkerchief, and said.
"Guess what."
…
The sun is not particularly bright today.
in the afternoon.
The three of Jian and Fan drank coffee leisurely in his house.
Neither Jian Fan nor Shen Qinghuan are coffee lovers, the person who suggested this was Yu Sizhou.
Shen Qinghuan looked at the opposite Yu Sizhou who was drinking coffee casually, his eyes inevitably became a little more complicated.
Shen Qinghuan could understand what she said in the morning, except for Jian Fan who had specially investigated her, the only person who knew her habit was Yu Sizhou in the whole room.
But, can Yu Sizhou warm her milk
It's better to believe that the aunt of Jian Fan's family happened to be wrong.
Shen Qinghuan pursed her lips, and looked at Yu Sizhou hesitantly.
This glance happened to be caught by Yu Sizhou again.
Yu Sizhou raised his eyebrows: "What do you see me doing? What? Want to introduce me to a girlfriend?"
Shen Qinghuan: "You don't need me to introduce you."
The implication is that Yu Sizhou has many fans and confidantes, and it is not her turn to introduce them.
Yu Sizhou: "That's right, your brother and my confidante are all over the world, don't be too envious."
Hearing this, Shen Qinghuan paused the hand holding the coffee cup, Yu Sizhou paused with a smile after finishing speaking.
A few seconds later, Shen Qinghuan put down the coffee cup and said quietly.
"It's Yu Sizhou."
It seemed to be a sentence without context, but both of them understood it.
The word "your brother" in Yu Sizhou's words just now was too natural, so natural that the two of them are really like brothers and sisters, and they are still close brothers and sisters.
But Shen Qinghuan, who was extremely self-aware and overly sober, knew it.
Yu Sizhou was just used to hitting her with a gun, a stick, and always used the word "brother and sister" to provoke the fact that the two were not real siblings, and she was not from the Yu family.
The nature just now was brought out like this.
When Shen Qinghuan reminded Yu Sizhou to change his words, he was also reminding himself that there were few expectations and delusions.
When Yu Sizhou heard Shen Qinghuan's reminder, he seemed to pause, and after a while, he spoke in a disdainful tone.
"Hey, you deliberately reminded me that I'm your brother?!"
"Shen Qinghuan, you are too narcissistic."
As soon as the words fell, Yu Sizhou put the coffee heavily on the table, got up and left without looking back.
Shen Qinghuan looked at the coffee cup that was still steaming, her eyes drooping slightly.
I heard that Yu Sizhou played chess with Jian Fan all night last night.
In the morning is to catch up on sleep.
It seemed that it was indeed not Yu Sizhou who warmed her milk in the morning.
Jian Fan stared at the relationship between the two, and opened his thin lips slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but soon, he closed it again.
Looking at Shen Qing who was somewhat depressed, said happily.
"Qing Huan, let me take you fishing."
"good."
The fishing location is still the "ecological forest" yesterday, but it's just another artificial lake.
Shen Qinghuan was a little unhappy at first because of Yu Sizhou's matter.
But when she actually got here and started fishing, she calmed down a lot.
Maybe it's because of the environment, maybe it's because of Jian and Fan's company.
The melancholy in Shen Qinghuan's bones seemed to be slowly diluting.
Shen Qinghuan could feel this change, she felt as if she was embracing the sunshine and warmth bit by bit.
but…
Shen Qinghuan lowered her eyes, looking at her hand holding the fishing rod.
The autumn wind is gradually picking up, and the mid-mountain is more chilly than the usual city.
Shen Qinghuan's hands are cold, such hands can't give people warmth.
Just like her person.
Thinking of this, a little inferiority complex and frustration flashed across Shen Qinghuan's brows.
Coincidentally at this moment, Shen Qinghuan's fishing line hanging in the lake moved, but she didn't respond. Seeing this, Jian Fan grabbed Shen Qinghuan's fishing rod and Shen Qinghuan's hand, picking it together , caught a fish.
But Shen Qinghuan quickly pulled his hand out of Jian Fan's like a subconscious reaction.
Jian Fan paused slightly while holding the fishing rod, and silently put the fish back into the fishing basket next to it.
Turn around and ask Shen Qinghuan.
"Qing Huan, what's wrong with you?"
Shen Qinghuan blinked guiltily.
"nothing."
Jian Fan couldn't tell that Shen Qinghuan was lying, he frowned slightly, and put down his fishing rod.
Walking up to Shen Qinghuan, squatting down halfway, holding Shen Qinghuan's hand on his knee.
The hands that have been blown by the autumn wind are still very cold.
Jian Fan rubbed her subconsciously, but Shen Qinghuan wanted to pump it out again.
"My hands are cold, it's not good to freeze you."
Jian Fan frowned even tighter.
"Nothing bad."
"Your hands are cold, let me warm them."
Facing the rare and tough Jian Fan, Shen Qinghuan seemed to have nothing to say, but she didn't pull her hand out again.
After the palm of his hand was warmed by Jian Fan's temperature, Jian Fan opened his mouth lightly.
"Qing Huan, you have concerns."
It is an affirmative sentence, Jian Fan can see it.
Shen Qinghuan was even more flustered, even though she had gained the courage for a short time before, boldly being with Jian Fan.
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But when they were really together, he was afraid that the more Jian Fan got to know her, the more he would find that they were not suitable, and that she was not the person he really wanted to find.
Such concerns obviously made Shen Qinghuan worry about gains and losses.
Shen Qinghuan didn't know how to answer.