Tong Yan turned towards him from the corner of her eyes, stared at him blankly, and said nothing for a while.
Shi Jinyang walked towards her slowly, holding her hand naturally and leading her towards her villa, "Let's go!"
His movements were very logical.
It seems that the best way for two people to walk side by side is like this.
He had done many such actions when he was a child.
You can do it as a child, but in Shi Jinyang’s opinion, what’s wrong with it when you grow up
Tong Yan was stiff and allowed him to move, her head rumbling as she reflected on what he had just said. She lowered her eyes and stared at the hands held by the two of them without struggling.
Just walking side by side with him, after a few steps, she suddenly said again, "Is this just for this?"
What she actually meant was that the purpose of his coming here was just to see her
Regarding Fang Chixia, did he have anything to say.
However, Shi Jinyang seemed to have misheard her tone.
"Can't come?" He turned his head and asked her. He raised his head and looked at the gray sky above his head. He touched his stomach and sighed, "I'm so hungry. Where can I eat nearby?"
He had indeed been hungry for too long. It had been a day and a half since he got off the plane, and he had barely eaten anything in the process.
Tong Yan has no pity for people like him at all. People like him who know the rules of survival have nothing to deserve her pity.
However, thinking about the reason he just mentioned for coming here, she still led him to speed up in the direction of her villa.
There was no other reason for bringing him home. She only regarded him as an old friend!
An old friend came all the way, just for a meal, she is not that stingy!
"Wait!" Taking her hand out of his, she turned and went to the kitchen.
She usually stocks a lot of ingredients here. This is the habitual lifestyle of many stay-at-home girls who don't like to go out. Once they go out, or if someone from the Qing family comes over, they will stock up on several days' worth of ingredients.
He had just stood outside all night yesterday. Even if he was let in by her door today, he could still have dinner cooked by her. Shi Jinyang was a little flattered.
His eyes followed her figure, and he quietly stared at her busy in the kitchen for a long time, with the corners of his lips raised slightly.
Tong Yan's cooking table has a lot of filling Western pastry placed on it, deliberately placed there.
She thought that Shi Jinyang, a man who was so self-conscious, would use it to temporarily satisfy his hunger when he saw it.
However, he just leaned against the door and had no intention of taking it.
"I bought a lot of bread yesterday." Tong Yan raised her face and looked at the snowy scene outside the window as if nothing had happened, and deliberately reminded her.
"Are you worried that I'm hungry?" Shi Jinyang raised his eyebrows slightly.
"I'm overthinking it. I'm just afraid it will get moldy if left for a long time." Tong Yan retorted calmly.
"Really?" Shi Jinyang smiled softly, but still did not go in.
Tong Yan was stunned for a moment, squinting at him from the corner of her eyes, somewhat confused as to why he was so polite now.
She never thought he was a polite person, let alone that he would be polite in front of her.
Shi Jinyang seemed to see through her doubts, and stared at her slightly sideways face quietly for a while, his dark eyes deepening, "My stomach is full, I won't be able to eat what you made for me later." Something.”
His words were like a gust of warm wind, blowing away the coldness of the snowy night, brushing against Tong Yan's ears, and entering her heart lightly.