When returning from get off work, Jiang Miao was still sitting in the passenger seat of Yuan Yanqi.

However, he is as well-behaved as a well-coated cat.

"Go to my place first. It's not as big as the old house. I don't know if you can get used to it."

"Yes", Jiang Miao said, even under the overpass, it is more comfortable than living with the old man.

Yuan Yanqi chuckled, seemingly satisfied with Jiang Miao's answer.

Instead of rushing home, Yuan Yanqi went to the supermarket first and parked his car in the supermarket parking lot with ease. He even had a parking coupon.

"What do you want to buy?" Jiang Miao asked as he unbuckled his seat belt.

"You don't need to eat tonight?" Yuan Yanqi got out of the car. Jiang Miao could imagine the tone of her answer. Yuan Yanqi probably thought she was an idiot.

"Make it yourself?" Jiang Miao realized when he got out of the car that Yuan Yanqi was here to buy ingredients.

Yuan Yanqi had already taken a few steps forward, but when he heard Jiang Miao's words, he stepped back, grabbed the back of Jiang Miao's neck, and pulled him in front of him, "If you don't do it yourself, is it possible that the world will automatically fall apart?"

Is the meal ready?"

"If you want to be like before, with clothes on your back, food on your hands, and food on your hands, you can open your mouth. I think you should go back to the old man's place. There are plenty of people there to take care of you."

"Haha, I can help." Jiang Miao carefully pried Yuan Yanqi's hand away from him and smiled foully.

"Then let's go..." Yuan Yanqi waved his hand and continued to walk forward. As he walked, he brought the hand that was holding Jiang Miao to his nose and smelled it again, "Live with me, really.

You must wash your hair every day.”

Jiang Miao rolled her eyes and cursed several times, but she didn't make any real sound. They were all scolding Yuan Yanqi.

Yuan Yanqi must have been used to cooking. He had a clear mind on what to buy and how to choose. He had all the ingredients he wanted to buy in a short while.

At the cashier, Yuan Yanqi paid the bill and then... walked away casually.

Jiang Miao was stunned for several seconds before she realized that she needed to hold this bag of ingredients.

Yuan Yan Qizhen was not polite at all. When he got to the parking lot, he got in the car and opened the trunk. Looking at the rearview mirror from the corner of his eye, he saw Jiang Miao struggling to lift a large bag of things into the trunk. He asked for help.

It doesn't even mean anything.

When Jiang Miao sat in the passenger seat again, her grievance was obvious.

Yuan Yanqi went over to fasten her seat belt, then put his big palm on the top of Jiang Miao's hair, and slowly turned Jiang Miao's head to face him, "I'm really wronging you, do you want me to take you back..."

"I'm very happy..." Jiang Miao suddenly grinned, and that smile was more standard than that of a stewardess.

Yuan Yanqi raised his eyebrows, satisfied with the smile, and then let her go and started the car.

Soon, the car stopped at Yuan Yanqi's residence.

Although it is not as big as an old house, it is still a high-end community.

When Jiang Miao walked in with the bag, she was a little stunned.

The entire house was spotlessly clean as far as the eye could see. It was clear that Yuan Yanqi was a cook at home and should have a sense of life, but this house was too tidy.

"Not satisfied?" Seeing Jiang Miao stop at the door, Yuan Yanqi looked at her sideways.

"Satisfied, quite satisfied." Jiang Miao hurried in, looked around, found the direction of the kitchen, and put a bag of ingredients in.

When he came out of the kitchen shaking his sore hands, Yuan Yanqi was already sitting on the sofa. There was a pair of slippers on the ground on the other side of the sofa, and judging from the color, they belonged to a girl.

"For me?" Jiang Miao walked over and asked uncertainly.

Yuan Yanqi raised his eyes to look at her, noncommittal.

"You...have a woman come here?" Jiang Miao opened her eyes wide. She just said she wanted to come over and live with Yuan Yanqi today. Even if Yuan Yanqi wanted to prepare, it was too late.

"Do I need to report my affairs to you one by one?" Yuan Yan looked at her and motioned for her to change her shoes.

Jiang Miao didn't dare to talk anymore, so she quickly sat on the sofa and changed her shoes, then bent down to take the changed shoes to the door.

Just as he was about to touch the shoes, Yuan Yanqi's hand was already stretched out.

"I'll put it for you..." Yuan Yanqi looked calm and helped her put the shoes at the door. When he came back, he had two band-aids in his hand.

"Let me see if the skin is peeling." Yuan Yanqi squatted in front of Jiang Miao and raised his eyes to look at her, with the obvious intention of letting him look at his feet.

"I...should be fine." Jiang Miao wanted to say that she was fine, but when she caught Yuan Yanqi's gaze, she suddenly realized that Yuan Yanqi might not want to be rejected.

Yuan Yanqi lowered his eyes, picked up Jiang Miao's foot, put it on his knee, and then put a band-aid on the area of ​​her heel that was worn by the high heels, as well as the other foot.

"Lao Yuan, I'll really help you in a minute..." Jiang Miao looked at Yuan Yanqi's serious and careful way of applying the band-aid to her. Somehow, she was moved for a moment.

"You don't need to cause trouble, go wash your hair..."

Yuan Yanqi put Jiang Miao's feet down and raised his eyes to look at her, his eyes turning disgusting again.

"My clothes haven't been brought over yet..." Jiang Miao bit her lip. Her things were still in the old house and she hadn't told the old man about moving them yet.

"There are clothes you can wear in the guest room closet, go ahead..."

Yuan Yan stood up and headed straight for the kitchen.

Even clothes?
Chapter completed!