Chapter 553 Sequelae

The autumn wind sweeps away the fallen leaves, leaving them in a mess like rolling clouds.

The next morning, Cheng Qianan didn't wake up naturally. He woke up because he was hungry.

Gu Gu.

My stomach growled faintly.

Opening his eyes drowsily, Cheng Qianan quickly regained consciousness.

Last night I suddenly forgot about everything and fell asleep without eating anything.

Mingnan was so tired that he had no energy to eat, and he felt tired afterward, so he fell asleep with his head in his arms.

Cheng Qian'an stood up, moved gently, lifted his thighs and arms that were wrapped around his body, simply put on his clothes, got up and walked to the kitchen to find something to fill his stomach.

He went to bed early last night, so he woke up early this morning. The energy he had nowhere to vent had an outlet, and he felt extremely relaxed.

Leaning against the door and looking at Mingjing Nan sleeping soundly on the bed, Cheng Qianan took a bite of bread.

In my mind, I was thinking about the flood of memories that suddenly came to my mind before I went to sleep yesterday.

It turns out that he did this kind of thing that night after drinking. No wonder Yoo Jimin reacted like that.

If you still talk to him, you are showing great kindness. If you don't slap him, you have a good temper.

He is really not a human being. He looks like this after drinking?

Cheng Qian'an couldn't help but criticize himself. Although he didn't take the initiative, Liu Zhimin took care of him out of good intentions, and in the end he took advantage of it.

but…

The man has a wrong idea.

Why does he only have memories in his mind and no feelings at that time?

It hurts, it hurts so much!

Mingjing Nan slept deeply, unaware that there was no one around her. Her black hair was scattered on the white sheets, her face was peaceful and distant, and her breathing was steady.

After looking at it twice, Cheng Qianan put his thoughts away, picked up the clothes scattered on the floor, and then turned around to wash up.

I turned on the water pipe, and the water poured straight out. I looked in the mirror and found that there were several bruises on my neck, which looked very obvious.

The good name is to leave her traces and declare her sovereignty.

I quickly washed myself with water, picked up a towel and wiped my face, then went to the kitchen and started making breakfast.

Today is not a leisure day. As a producer, not having a weekend is common. This is the case in the entertainment industry. It is normal.

Fortunately, the construction period is coming to an end. In the closing stage, if the efficiency is higher, we can get off work earlier.

We agreed to have a drink together tonight, but we didn’t know where we would meet.

Cheng Qian'an simply fried two eggs, and then made two cups of soy milk. Then he thought about it and simply added some ingredients to make a few sandwiches. He also took out some semi-finished products from the refrigerator and heated them in the microwave.

One thing that makes me uncomfortable after living abroad for a long time is that most of the breakfasts are cold, and it is rare to have hot and freshly baked breakfasts.

Otherwise, when he was renting an apartment before, he considered moving to Daelim, Seoul, near Chinatown. He would have a decent Chinese breakfast every morning, which would make him feel comfortable and make the whole day better.

It’s really difficult for a young man like him to learn how to cook.

After finishing the work, Cheng Qianan took the plate and put it on the dining table, then went back to the bedroom to wake up Mingjing Nan.

"mina?"

Cheng Qianan bent down, patted it gently, and shouted softly.

Najing Nan, who was still sleeping in bed, woke up from his sleep, slowly opened his eyes, and saw that he had turned over again, looking very lazy and energetic.

"What time is it?"

Ming Jingnan slowly regained consciousness, rubbed his eyes, and asked softly.

"It's past seven o'clock."

Cheng Qianan handed her the clothes.

"good."

Najing Nan sat up, breathed a sigh of relief, tilted his head to cushion, rubbed his face, and then started to put on his clothes.

"Button it up for me."

Najing Nan turned her back to him, her smooth back facing him.

Cheng Qian'an helped her get dressed from the inside out.

Najing Nan stretched out her hands for a hug, looking very lazy and like a clingy kitten, which seemed very inconsistent with her cold temperament.

A princess carried her to the dining table and sat down, "Look at the breakfast I made and try it. I didn't eat last night, so I made more this morning."

Speaking of this, Mingnan suddenly felt his appetite rising and his stomach growled.

"Does Neon drink soy milk?"

Cheng Qianan sat at the dining table and asked with a smile.

"Yes, it's called soy milk."

After Najing Nan smelled the fragrance, her appetite was completely aroused in her stomach, and she couldn't help but move her index finger.

"That's good. I was afraid you wouldn't be able to adapt to it."

Cheng Qian'an took a sip of soy milk and said with a smile. He took a bun and took a bite. As he ate, he said, "In the future, you have to adapt to Chinese food. Being with me is indispensable."

"Then will you cook for me from now on?"

Hearing this, Mingjing Nan had a smile on his face, tilted his head and asked slowly.

"It's not impossible, but it's better to cook alone."

"Why?"

Mingnan asked sincerely,

"Your cooking is delicious."

Of course, you can't say you're too lazy to do it, otherwise it wouldn't be a complete fight.

The two finished breakfast chatting and laughing. After all, the eating habits of Chinese food and neon food are not much different. As long as they use chopsticks, most of them can get used to it.

After eating, Mingnan went to take a shower first. After finishing her dozing last night, she hurriedly went to bed without washing up. After getting up, she felt a little uncomfortable.

Cheng Qian'an finished his rest, changed into clothes and got ready to go, full of energy and impressive appearance.

Sitting on the sofa, Cheng Qianan browsed the news of the day and watched national events.

It seems that there is still no hope of returning to China for the time being. Entry and exit controls are now strict, making it almost impossible.

The whole world is a whole, the numbers are getting more and more obvious day by day, and the relevant news seems shocking.

"Let's go."

After waiting for a while, I saw that Ming Jingnan had finished cleaning up. Her face was beautiful, fresh and refined, and her temperament was elegant and refined. Mixed with the celebrity temperament cultivated in the spotlight for a long time, she looked extremely outstanding.

"Forgot one thing."

Cheng Qianan stood up, took out a mask from somewhere and put it on for her.

The mask of normal size was a little loose on her little face and did not cover her face tightly.

"Let's go."

After putting on the mask, Cheng Qian'an patted Ming Jingnan's head and said aloud.

Ming Jingnan put on her bag, hugged Cheng Qianan's arm, and walked out of the house together.

What a coincidence, or a tacit understanding, that as soon as I went out, I ran into Yoo Jimin who was also about to go out.

After seeing the two of them, Liu Jimin was stunned for a moment. Instead of greeting him familiarly as usual, he said hello politely. "Good morning, oppa."

Mingjing Nan didn't know Liu Zhimin, but when she greeted her, she seemed to know him. She raised her head and looked at Cheng Qianan beside her, sending a question signal.

Who is this?

"Good morning."

Cheng Qianan smiled and nodded.

The three of them stepped into the elevator together and were greeted by a slightly awkward silence.

Neither of them spoke, and Cheng Qianan had no intention of speaking. At this time, speaking out was not a good choice.

When the elevator reached the first floor, Liu Jimin said hello and left first. Her back looked like she was escaping in a hurry.

When the two of them were walking in the underground parking lot, Mingnan turned around and asked curiously, "Do you know the girl just now?"

"He's a neighbor, he lives across from my house, and he's a trainee at S.M. Company."

Cheng Qian'an answered naturally, and there seemed to be nothing unusual about him.

"That's it."
To be continued...