"I'm a very light sleeper." He said, he had already woken up as soon as she walked in the door.

"When did you come?" she asked.

"I came in the evening," he said.

In the evening? She was stunned, so to speak, it had been several hours since he came, "Have you had dinner when you came?"

"Not yet." He said.

"Then let me make you something to eat quickly. Is there anything you want to eat?" she said urgently. After all, it is already 10 o'clock.

"Whatever." He said.

"..." She couldn't help but think that he was still the same as before, always indifferent to food, as if he would eat it equally, no matter what kind of simple food or exquisite delicacies he was given.

It's even hard to tell what he likes to eat.

"Then let me prepare some for you." She said, turning her eyes to the hand that was still holding his wrist.

But he still had no intention of letting go of his hand, so she had to remind her loudly, "Let go of your hand first."

Only then did he let go of his hand. She walked to the refrigerator, took out a bag of frozen food from the refrigerator, and then said that the kitchen started to burn.

After all, frozen food burns the fastest right now.

Yi Qianci sat on the sofa, looked at the people busy in the kitchen, then lowered his head and looked at his right hand.

That feeling of emptiness swept up again. Every time after touching her body, that feeling of emptiness would become particularly strong, as if something was flowing from his hands, and the more he felt

The harder you try to catch it, the harder it becomes to catch it.

Did she give him this feeling?

So after they "try it", will this feeling disappear?

After He Zixin was busy in the kitchen for more than ten minutes, a bowl of frozen dumplings finally came out of the oven.

She greeted him to the dining table while holding dumplings, and placed the bowl and spoon in front of him, "Well... dumplings are faster."

"Oh." He responded lightly, lowered his head, and started eating.

She sat aside and watched him eating dumplings with his head down, feeling that the comfort and calm at this moment was so beautiful.

This scene was like a scene in her dream.

Because he lowered his head, a few strands of bangs in front of his forehead fell playfully, seeming to be somewhat blocking his sight.

She raised her hand gently, and lifted one of her bangs with her fingertips.

His body paused suddenly, and the movement of his hands stopped. He raised his head slightly and turned to her, staring at her with his dark eyes.

Only then did He Zixin realize what she had done, and she suddenly felt at a loss, "Um...your bangs, yes, they are a bit blocking the view, so I...sorry!"

She said, and was about to take back her hand in a hurry, but the next moment, her wrist was held by him again, "Why do you need to apologize?"

"Huh?" She was stunned and blinked, "Um...I did this without permission...Originally, I was supposed to apologize."

Because he was holding her wrist, her hand was still in the same position as before, which made her extremely embarrassed. Even her voice was stammering!
Chapter completed!