After wiping for a while, I heard footsteps coming from outside.
Xia Qianchen grabbed the wipes tightly and was about to scold him, but the empty bowl was placed on the stove.
"I'm leaving," he whispered, "this is the best noodles I've ever eaten."
Xia Qianchen didn't say anything, his breath was far away, and his footsteps also left.
Xia Qianchen saw the clean bowl, and there was no soup at all.
Xia Qianchen picked up the bowl and cleaned it. The faucet was rushing, which always made her feel uneasy.
She put down the bowl and walked out, afraid that he would not be willing to leave, but as soon as she left the kitchen, she heard the sound of the car in the yard starting.
Fortunately, he finally left, Xia Qianchen breathed a sigh of relief.
Xia Qianzao's sharp voice came: "Xia Qianchen, you said you promised me to be a big star, I'll wait for you."
"Give me some time."
"How long will it take?"
Xia Qianchen couldn't say how long it would take. He didn't want to ask Emperor Nangong for help, otherwise it would become another condition.
But if you don’t look for Nangong Shaodi, no one else has this ability. Is it Leng Tianchen?
No, she doesn't want to have anything to do with Leng Tianchen anymore.
"I will give you a reply in one week."
"You will start to make arrangements for me in a week and give me a reply? How can I have so much time to wait!"
"I have been waiting for so many years, and I'm still worried about this time?" Xia Qianchen smiled and said, "I'm making up with Master Di now. Leng Tianchen also knows that I'm his past girlfriend. You can help you choose any one of them.
You, what are you anxious about?"
"Then why do you delay time?"
"Even if the power is great, you have to plan how to promote and package you. Celebrities who are too popular are easily out of breath." Xia Qianchen paused and said, "What are you going to say about Miss Leng?"
"I would say that I got the diary and Young Master Leng believed me. But he still didn't like me, so he was no longer curious about the past. He said that he just pretended that it had not happened and would not pursue it anymore-
The premise is that Young Master Leng doesn’t expose my words.”
"Very good, he won't expose it." In fact, Leng Tianchen never likes to talk about her and Leng Tianchen.
"Then I'll give you a week, don't let me down."
☆☆☆☆☆Young Master’s special division☆☆☆☆☆☆
That night, Xia Qianchen did not stay at Xia's house for the night and returned to the beach villa.
Rhode was very surprised to see her coming back: "Miss Xia, are you back?"
Xia Qianchen stood tiredly at the entrance of the entrance and slippers: "Shouldn't I come back?"
"I mean, I thought you wouldn't come back, at least tonight... You're back just in time. After you left, Master Hou stayed up late in the study and had no food yet."
Xia Qianchen was already very tired, and she didn't have supper either.
After thinking about it, I walked into the kitchen.
The bones she cut were still there, and the ingredients were placed as they were. She tied apron and stewed the bone soup.
She did not ask Rhode to inform Nangong Shaodi that she was back, stewed the soup, made egg custard, and made porridge, and carried it upstairs on a tray.
As she knocked on the door, a grumpy fire-breathing sound came from inside: "Get out."
The bodyguard guarding the door said, "I'm sorry, Miss Xia, Mr. Di has given instructions, no one is allowed to go in and disturb me."
"That's it," Xia Qianchen said in dismay, "Then I'll eat it alone."
Suddenly the door opened, Nangong Shaodi sat on a rotating leather chair, put down the remote control in his hand: "Come in."
Xia Qianchen walked in with something and smiled faintly in the warm light: "I heard you didn't have supper."
Nangong Shaodi turned his leather jacket and saw her walking to him. He stretched out a hand and signaled her to sit on his lap.
Xia Qianchen put down the tray, he reached out to hold her, and she naturally sat down to avoid his wounds.
Nangong Shaodi, with his black eyes, Huo Liang, full of exploration and staring at Xia Qianchen.
There was surprise, confusion, and disbelief in my eyes.
"When did you come back?" he asked in a low voice.
"Half an hour ago." Xia Qianchen glanced at his desk, piled up with dense things, and the computer was filled with countless documents and folders.
It is obvious that he has not handled work for a while and his busy official duties have accumulated.
"Why don't you notify me?" He naturally approached her and sniffed the scent from her body.
However, the food is more fragrant and the bone soup is steaming.
Xia Qianchen heard his hungry voice: "After I left, you haven't eaten yet?"
"What do you think?"
"You are still injured. Didn't the doctor ask you to cultivate more?"
Nangong Shaodi smiled in confusion: "Are you caring about me?"
"Do you want me to care about you?"
“If you want.”
"Then I'm just caring about you."
"Don't want it?"
"Just please you."
Nangong Shaodi's eyes flashed and he smiled coldly: "Every word of yours hits the nail on the head."
"Eat the food quickly. It's better to eat it yourself."
She was tired and didn't want to raise her hands. Nangong Shaodi walked over to her and picked up the spoon: "Have you eaten?"
"No, I'll go down and eat later."
“I don’t mind eating together.”
"I mind."
"I'll feed you." He took the first bite and fed Xia Qianchen, and took the second bite by himself.
Xia Qianchen actually wanted to refuse, but knew that he was rude and actually he would not give up until he achieved his goal.
Leaning in his arms, the two of them ate a bowl of rice porridge together. His injury was healed. He could only drink soup and her meat was eaten.
Every time his face leans over, the stubble beside his mouth ties her face, and the breath on his body also surrounds her with a faint smell of medicine.
Xia Qianchen was tied by his beard, and he was so messy and curly that he had a very messy and curly hair, his beard was unshaven, and his cheeks were even thinner.
"Have you discovered something interesting?" he asked faintly.
"Are you a beard?" Xia Qianchen stroked it with his hands. He had never been so decadent before, and he always shaved his beard clean. Now he realized that his beard began to grow from under the earlobes.
Nangong Shaodi took advantage of the situation and stabbed her hand with his beard: "Don't you like it?"
"I just feel like you have become a different person."
"More handsome?"
"So you're ugly if you don't dress up." Xia Qianchen looked at him mockingly. In fact, he looked messy and depressed, and had a more defeated masculine look.
Nangong Shaodi didn't say anything, and his green eyes were well aware that when he continued to eat, his beard would never touch Xia Qianchen's face again.
Xia Qianchen laughed secretly in his heart. He is actually quite serious.