Xinya ran to the car and bent down to get in. The man in the car seemed to be really angry now.
Xinya sat down carefully, and Ye Cong reached out to turn on the heater in the car.
Okay, okay, I'm not angry enough to abuse myself.
"I told you about today's plot on WeChat." Xinya said and took out his mobile phone to show that he had indeed told him.
Ye Cong looked at the sprout that was now wrapped into a small ball, stretched out his hand to straighten her sleeves, and then held her hand with his backhand, "Take you to the mall to buy things."
Xinya groaned, "What to buy?"
"It suddenly occurred to me that I haven't taken you shopping yet." Ye Cong said seriously, knowing that Ding Junqi took her into the mall, even for filming, he was not happy.
Xinya laughed softly because of Ye Cong like this.
When it got warm in the car, Xinya took off his down jacket, revealing the skirt underneath, which was the skirt Ye Cong saw just now.
Ye Cong frowned, obviously not happy because she was wearing a skirt for others to see, but he didn't say it this time.
"I'll go back and change my clothes first, and then go to the vegetable market." She wanted to go to the vegetable market more than to the big mall.
Ye Cong paused for a moment because she had such irresistible hobbies, but apart from acting, her favorite place was the kitchen, especially cooking for Ye Cong.
Vegetable market
Ye Cong's mouth twitched slightly. This girl's hobbies were indeed the hobbies of the girl he was interested in.
The two returned home first. Xinya looked at the ingredients in the refrigerator, and then asked Ye Cong what he wanted to eat before deciding what to buy.
Ye Cong felt that he was actually quite easy to coax. At least when he saw Xinya, he could automatically stop getting angry. He was just so unruly.
It's really hard to make people angry with weak sprouts, so he doesn't feel the need to embarrass himself.
Xinya and Ye Cong went to the mall downstairs with masks on. Most of the people who bought food here knew them and were very friendly to them.
Ye Cong was pushing the trolley, and Xin Ya was holding his arm and talking beside him, smiling with satisfaction.
"How come you didn't have such an instinctive performance just now? You're so unqualified." Ye Cong got the advantage and behaved well.
Sprout: “…”
He didn't look like this when he was on the set just now.
And if she was like this just now, she wouldn't be so easy to talk to when she comes back. Xinya's desire to survive is still very strong.
"I haven't eaten boiled shrimp for a long time. Can I make boiled shrimp for you?" Xin Ya pretended not to hear what he said and continued to ask her own question. Because Ye Cong was injured before, she didn't think about it, but she saw it in the past two days. Ye Cong's shoulder injury seems to have really improved a lot.
Before Ye Cong could speak, Xinya had already ran over to pick out the shrimps. He pushed the shopping cart over and stopped beside her, watching her carefully choosing. The words came to his lips several times, but they were swallowed alive by him. Go down.
Seeing her like this, how could he tell her about his past
But if we don’t say it now, why should we wait for others to say it
Ye Cong was struggling for the first time and couldn't come up with an answer.
To say, or not to say.
It's all a problem.
Xin Ya bought shrimps, and Ye Cong watched her put the bag in the shopping cart. When he was about to say something, his cell phone paused, stopping him from what he was about to say.