Looking at the shrimps on the plate, Qin Songyao once suspected that he was dreaming.
After knowing her for so long, when did Bo Siyan do such a thing for her?
She didn't move, the man pulled the corner of his mouth, his tone was unknown, "I'm afraid it would be poisonous?"
"no."
"Then eat it."
"I'll peel it myself." She reached out.
Bo Siyan raised his hand, blocked her hand, and said, "Eat yours."
Qin Songyao felt so thrilling that he couldn't say he was happy or nervous.
She picked up the chopsticks and always felt it was unrealistic. When she put the shrimp in her mouth, she swallowed it without taste of the taste.
"Dipe some vinegar?" Bo Siyan reminded her.
"oh."
She responded, and the next second, two more shrimps were added to the plate.
Bo Siyan looked ordinary and was peeling shrimps, as if he was doing some art.
The light shines on the top, and the ordinary face is full of death.
But he was different. The shadows fell, making him look thinner and white in the face, and his jawline was superior, but the emotions in his eyes were deeper and he couldn't see them.
Qin Songyao was uncomfortable being taken care of by him. After thinking about it, he also helped him serve a bowl of soup.
Bo Siyan glanced at the soup and the noodles were calm, "Do you still eat shrimp?"
Qin Songyao looked at the five or six on the plate and shook his head, "Enough."
"Um."
He nodded, got up and went to wash his hands.
The table was quiet, it was the weirdest meal ever.
Bo Siyan drank a lot of wine and was slightly red now.
Qin Songyao wondered if he wanted to drink all that bottle. She thought about it and would help him drink some.
As soon as he reached out his hand, he was blocked by Bo Siyan again.
"I'll drink a little too."
"Drinke less alcohol in the future," he said.
Qin Songyao remembered the bar incident, paused, and said, "I drank too much that day and caused you trouble."
Bo Siyan remembered her words "Silent" and took a deep breath, "It's not a problem."
"I……"
"But, drink less in the future." He glanced at her and said, "After drinking, you are prone to nonsense and prone to truth."
Qin Songyao's heart skipped a beat.
She probably said the wrong thing that day.
"Did I say anything? I offended you and apologize to you."
“Not to.”
He put down his wine glass and stood up.
"I'll go upstairs to take a shower."
"You drink wine, it's best not to be too hot."
Listen, it’s like what a wife who loves her husband deeply says.
Bo Siyan closed his eyes and stood behind her. He couldn't help but possessed himself, and supported his hands on the edges of the tables on both sides of her, covering her whole body.
As soon as I lowered my head, it was above her head.
Qin Songyao was a little confused when he heard his slightly heavier breathing.
"Where is the gift for me?" he said in a hoarse voice.
Qin Songyao swallowed and said, "On the coffee table in the room."
"What?"
"You, you will know after seeing it, a little gift."
He smiled and said, "Okay."
The next second, he straightened up.
Qin Songyao felt his breath away, and there was a moment of striking his mind. When he came to his senses, he had already walked out of the small restaurant.
Behind him, his voice came.
"Bring me the coat."
"……good."
She responded and remembered that what she said was, help.
Such polite words came out of his mouth, which was really unreasonable.
Drink too much?
No, something was wrong when he entered the door.
Qin Songyao couldn't eat it anymore. He leaned over and approached just now, and the faint smell seemed to wrap her around and could not be removed.
She put down the bowls and chopsticks and took his coat upstairs first.