Su Yan looked at herself in the mirror.
It is a very young face.
Even less pure and more charming.
While watching, Xiao Hua's voice appeared in my mind again
"Host, you came to look for Xiaohua, but Xiaohua doesn't know where she is, soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow .”
As soon as the childish voice fell, the contact between the two was cut off again.
Su Yan got dressed.
Don't study these anymore.
Open the door and go outside.
As soon as she came out, she heard the nanny calling her
"Mrs. Song, you're awake. Mr. Song is having breakfast downstairs."
Mr. Song? Mrs. Song
married
Su Yan walked down the stairs.
A creamy-white wool blanket covers the wooden stairs.
Step on it without making a sound.
Go downstairs.
Look at the whole living room.
Cold and concise.
It is in sharp contrast with the pink princess room in the original house.
Most importantly, that room is for one person.
There is no breath of another person's life.
She didn't come down to eat.
Ben was going out to find his son.
After all, listening to her Tongzi's voice, she looked a little scared.
she turned her head
The morning sun shines down.
He happened to see the man sitting at the table.
Black suit pants, a white shirt, the cuffs, and the buttons above the collar are tightly buttoned.
The rush of abstinence, the feeling of meticulousness.
Look up and look up.
A man with a nice face.
Cold lines, expressionless face, drooping eyelids.
Cut the beef under your hands one by one.
The fingers are long and slender, with well-defined joints.
He must have heard Su Yan's conversation with the nanny.
They should also know that Su Yan has gone downstairs.
The man didn't look up.
He just carefully cut the beef under his hands.
Su Yan's footsteps that were about to leave stopped.
He turned around, walked to the dining table, pulled out the chair and sat down opposite.
The man paused as he cut the beef.
Then he looked up and looked at him.
His eyes were dark and unwavering.
After glancing at it, he lowered his head and continued cutting.
He seems to like to chop everything up and eat it.
Su Yan watched him cut the beef.
Following the texture of the beef, the incision is smooth, and the key is that the size of the cut is almost the same size.
Su Yan picked up the milk in front of her and took a sip.
The nanny quickly brought up another portion of beef.
She took a bite.
The two remained silent.
Each eats his own food.
It was as if two strangers who didn't know each other just happened to eat at the same table.
Fifteen minutes later, the man opposite wiped the corners of his mouth and stood up.
He picked up his suit jacket and walked outside.
Finally, Su Yan spoke
"wait"
The man's footsteps stopped at the entrance of the door.
stand there.
Waiting for her next words.
Su Yan stood up and walked over.
Then, give him a hug.
Imagine a wife sending her husband to work.
then said
"come back earlier."
When she hugged the man, she obviously felt the man's back stiffen.
With the meaning of resistance.
It can be seen that the man has very little physical contact with the original body.
As soon as she spoke, the man didn't speak, but stared at her blankly for a while.
Su Yan blinked and said
"Or do you want me to pick you up?"
Su Yan's words brought the man back to his senses.
He turned around, opened the door, and walked out.
Su Yan pondered.
Does he want her to pick him up, or does he want to come back by himself
After waiting for the man to leave for a while, she remembered that there was another missing item that she needed to find.