It seems that many people have the mentality of hiding their clumsiness, and Xinya is no exception. The best meal their family has is during the Chinese New Year, and even then, it can't compare to Ye Cong's usual dinner.
When she was young, her father worked outside, and her mother took care of her three siblings. Xin Ya was one of those poor children who had already headed the family, so she cherished everything.
Sister Cat has said to her many times that when she is outside, she must be seen to be generous and generous, and not to be too petty.
So Xin Ya is basically unwilling to go out now, so she might as well serve Ye Cong at home.
Ye Cong didn't say anything this time and continued driving.
Seeing that he stopped talking, Xinya lowered her head and held her cell phone. She wanted to talk to her mother first and let her and her father clean up the house.
The car became quiet, Ye Cong drove, and Xinya leaned on the driver's seat and took a nap.
As evening approached, Xinya took out food from her suitcase. Worried that she would have trouble eating on the way, Sister Mao bought her a self-heating lunch box.
"Want to eat? This is delicious." Xin Ya recommended it enthusiastically, but she contributed all her rations.
Ye Cong just glanced at it. He was still on the highway at the moment, and finding a place to eat was a problem. The map showed that there was a rest area 100 kilometers away, but you could eat there.
So Ye Cong coldly rejected her recommendation.
Xinya's enthusiasm kicked the hard board again, curled her lips, opened it and ate it by herself, "If you don't want to eat it, I'll eat it myself."
Ye Cong snorted. The car was set to autopilot, so he could relax a little. The wound on his shoulder hurt a little, but he refused to speak. He was waiting for Xinya to find out on his own.
Although he was not very hopeful about this elm knot.
While Xin Ya was eating, she looked at Ye Cong who was driving, and asked from time to time: "Are you really not going to eat?"
Unfortunately, Ye Cong ignored her.
Xinya thought for a while, Ye Cong was driving the whole way, so it would be better to take her home. It would be awkward to eat by herself without others eating.
so…
Xinya dug out a large piece of rice with a rice spoon and brought it directly to Ye Cong's lips: "Try it, it's really delicious."
"Hey..." Before Ye Cong could hide, the rice had already hit his lips.
And she had just bitten the inferior rice spoon in her mouth.
Ye Cong paused, opened his mouth slightly and swallowed the spoonful of rice.
But Xinya didn't feel anything at all. He took the spoon and continued to eat, "I'm right, it's delicious."
Ye Cong's eyes fell on the rice spoon she put in her mouth, and his instinctive emotion made his eyes darken a little.
Compared to this meal, he wanted to eat something else.
But Ye Cong lowered his head and glanced somewhere under her clothes. Forget it, she was still young, and she only had the past two days.
When they arrived at the rest area, Ye Cong got out of the car and went to the bathroom first. Xinya also hurriedly followed, but when he walked to the door, he suddenly bumped into Ye Cong's back.
Ye Cong reached out to hold someone, and then pointed at the men's restroom sign above.
Sprout: “…”
Xinya immediately turned back and walked to the women's bathroom opposite, embarrassed, embarrassed, and embarrassed again.
"Brother, my girlfriend is very cute." The man who came out of the bathroom joked.
Ye Cong raised his eyebrows slightly, looking silly and cute.
Xinya almost ran into her head when she entered the bathroom. It must be because Ye Cong usually didn't let her use her brain, so she followed him in habitually.
It couldn't be more embarrassing.