"Then..." Wen You wanted to say something else, but in the blink of an eye, Jun Yun had already walked into the snow. There was not much snow on the ground. However, you could see the shallow footprints he left.
.
Wen You looked at his handsome back and suddenly hated herself.
Why did you have to explain it to him just now? What you said just now was just the initial preparation. Saying it now will actually bring them together.
How could I be so stupid?
Wen You clenched her feet in annoyance and watched Jun Yun's car turn the steering wheel and drive towards the north. The white car gradually left her sight.
The snow blew in with the wind and blew on Wenyou's face, making her delicate face look even more beautiful.
The temperature in the car was very different from that outside. Man Ningning sat in the back seat, silent all the way, looking at the snowy scene outside. The snow was not heavy, but the wind was a bit strong.
Meng Yajing sat next to Man Ningning, looking at Mr. Yang who was sitting in the passenger seat from time to time. The side wheel was extremely charming and very tempting.
"Miss Man, what would you like to eat tonight?" Young Master Yang looked in the rearview mirror, his lips were slightly raised with a sinister character.
"Send me back directly, I don't want to eat anything." Man Ningning refused directly.
Young Master Yang raised his eyebrows, "Woman, are you still jealous because of him?"
Although he said that, a sour feeling quietly passed through Mr. Yang's heart. However, he didn't pay attention.
Man Ningning did not remain silent, which was regarded as acquiescence, and she did not want to answer at the same time.
Meng Yajing took Man Ningning's hand and said softly: "Since you don't want to go out to eat, then I will go home and help you cook some of your favorite dishes."
Yang Shao glanced sideways, and for the first time, his eyes looked directly at Meng Yajing, as if sizing her up. Her long hair was slightly curly, hanging loosely on her shoulders. She was wearing a long red sweater skirt and a jacket.
A beauty.
"I always thought that there were very few women who could cook, but I didn't expect that I met two."
Meng Yajing blushed slightly. When she saw Young Master Yang's eyes falling on her, her heart was beating wildly. She pressed her hands under her legs and could not see the slight trembling.
"Then Mr. Yang, do you want to have a taste?" Meng Yajing said softly, her voice was a bit sweet, which could be regarded as a silent invitation.
Yang Shao glanced at Man Ningning and smiled charmingly, "Since I can get the invitation from the beautiful woman, then I should try it."
He just wanted to go to her home as an excuse. How could Man Ningning not understand?
However, she didn't speak. She just spoke lazily.
When we arrived at the community, the snowflakes gradually became a little bigger.
The driver opened the double doors respectfully. After Man Ningning got out of the car, Mr. Yang took an umbrella from the car and held it up for her.
When Meng Yajing got off the bus from another place, her eyes happened to see the backs of the two of them. For a moment, she just wanted to bear the coldness at this moment.
As long as Mr. Yang's eyes and thoughts can be transferred to her.
However, that was just her personal inner hope.
When she got on the elevator, Mr. Yang knocked the water droplets off her clothes. His actions were as ambiguous as those of a lover.
Meng Yajing felt that she was a redundant person. She didn't feel better until the elevator door opened.
After opening the door, Meng Yajing walked to the kitchen and started busy with dinner.
Young Master Yang has been to this place twice, and it is no longer unfamiliar. On the contrary, it is as if he is the owner of this place, very casual.
After changing her shoes and putting down her bag, Man Ningning walked into the kitchen, rolled up her sleeves, and glanced at the food Meng Yajing took out from the refrigerator, "I'll do it."
"No need." Meng Yajing smiled softly, "I'll do it."
Man Ningning glanced at her and said, "Let's go together then. I'll help you."
"Okay." Meng Yajing nodded, took out the food in the refrigerator, and started to get busy.
Young Master Yang was sitting in the living room, sitting lazily on the sofa with his legs crossed. From the first time he walked in, to now... he seemed to be somewhat accustomed to this place.
A martial arts TV series was playing on the TV, and a faint fragrance filled the air unknowingly. I didn't know how hungry I felt at first, but smelling like this made me hungry.
He got up from the sofa, walked into the kitchen, took a look at Meng Yajing's cooking, and praised: "Not bad, I really want to." The hot sound sprayed silently on Meng Yajing's neck, Meng Yajing's heart felt
Strolling through it nonchalantly.
Man Ningning glanced at Young Master Yang and said, "Don't get in the way here."
This woman never gave him a good look.
Young Master Yang didn't argue. After all, he knew how Man Ningning was feeling at the moment. Moreover, he didn't want to forget why he came.
The first time I chased a woman, I chased her to someone else’s house.
It seems that everything is becoming more and more fun.
When all the dishes were cooked, Meng Yajing brought them out one by one, Dongpo pork, fish-flavored shredded pork, eggplant shredded pork burger, crucian carp soup, etc. There were five dishes and one soup in total.
Seeing that the dishes were all served, Yang walked directly to the table and said with a smile, "Yes, I didn't expect such a beautiful woman to cook such delicious dishes."
While he was talking, he was already sitting down.
Meng Ya smiled gently, with a hint of shyness, "The dishes I cook are simply incomparable to Mr. Yang's own chef."
"That's natural." Mr. Yang didn't want to say any compliments at all, he was straightforward.
Meng Yajing followed his words, her smile froze in mid-air, and she felt more and more embarrassed.
"However, it's really good that you can cook it with such a taste." Yang Shao put a piece of Dongpo meat into his mouth and started chewing it.
Meng Yajing watched him eating the food she cooked, and her heart suddenly felt filled with happiness.
Man Ningning came out from the kitchen with rice and saw Young Master Yang already sitting down to eat, "Hey, you don't know what a host is and what a guest is, do you?"
Mr. Yang raised his eyebrows and ate Dongpo meat in his mouth.
"I am the master here. The master didn't say to start the meal. Why did you start eating by yourself?" Man Ningning put down the bowls in her hands, and one of the bowls of rice was placed directly in front of Young Master Yang. "People who don't know, you think
You are the master."
"Is there any difference between this?" Young Master Yang swallowed the food and looked at the picky woman in front of him, "Are you unable to lose your temper, so you plan to take it out on me?"
"What did you say?" Man Ningning was stunned for a moment and said, "Don't talk nonsense. Just eat your food."
When Manxue sat down, Meng Yajing was still standing, looking confused, "Why don't you sit down?"
"Sit down..." Meng Yajing laughed dryly and sat opposite Young Master Yang. This was her first time eating with him.
It is said that people who want to invite Mr. Yang to dinner can queue up in a long queue.
Of course, there are also men who want to talk business, and there are also women who eagerly want to sleep with him.
But does this count as taking advantage of Man Ningning's opportunity to have dinner with Mr. Yang? Some people often say that being able to cook a delicious meal for the man they like is a very happy thing.
After Meng Yajing sat down, she kept looking at Young Master intentionally or unintentionally. Everything about him was so noble, like a king.
However, she longs to be his woman, to be the woman beside the king.
"Mr. Yang, please eat more." Meng Yajing took the chopsticks, picked up a piece of Dongpo pork, and put it in his bowl. Unexpectedly, his chopsticks suddenly fell off, "Why are you so unhygienic? You are so unhygienic."
The chopsticks I had eaten actually gave me food."
What?
Meng Yajing was stunned, staring intently at the piece of Dongpo meat lying quietly on the table.
Man Ningning looked at Young Master Yang dissatisfied, "Do you understand the habit of eating at other people's homes? Meng Yajing is being polite to you by offering it to you. If you don't like it, you can leave at any time."
"No need." Meng Yajing smiled, "Mr. Yang's family background is so good, his eating habits must be different from ours."
"Meng Yajing..." Man Ningning looked at Meng Yajing in confusion. She had never been like this before. Why is she so cautious even when she speaks now?
Meng Yajing looked at Man Ningning and smiled softly, "I'm not angry, so why are you angry?"
"But..." Man Ningning wanted to say something else, but Meng Yajing quickly interrupted, "You can eat now. Don't you like to eat fish-flavored shredded pork? Eat more."
Man Ningning felt helpless, lowered her eyes, picked up the vegetables and started eating.
The meal was a boring one. Young Master Yang never cared about other people's moods, but Meng Yajing always defended them blindly.
I have never seen Meng Yajing defend others like this.
It wasn't until a phone call came that Mr. Yang evacuated the place.
After clearing away the dishes, Man Ningning lay down directly on the bed and looked at the ceiling quietly. Meng Yajing washed her hands, applied moisturizer and walked in, "What? Are you still thinking about what happened just now?
"No." Man Ningning sighed silently.
Meng Yajing picked it up and looked outside, "It seems that the snow is getting heavier and heavier. I don't know how thick it is now."
When Meng Yajing walked to the bed, she looked down from above and squinted her eyes slightly. There seemed to be a man standing in the vast snow, who looked very much like Jun Yun.
No, it should be Junyun.
"Ningning, come here quickly." Meng Yajing shouted softly, looking at Man Ningning who was sitting on the bed with a faint look, and waved.
"What's going on?" Man Ningning looked at Meng Yajing in confusion. Seeing her surprised expression, she got up from the bed, walked to the window, and looked down.
When his eyes fell on a place downstairs, everyone was stunned and subconsciously looked at Meng Yajing.
Meng Yajing looked at Man Ningning and frowned slightly, "Ningning, look at him already downstairs. The snow outside is so heavy, can you bear to have him standing like this?"
As friends, Meng Yajing really hopes that they can get back together. However, out of selfishness, for Young Master Yang, once they get along, it will be very difficult for Young Master Yang to get in.
Man Ningning looked out the window, the snowflakes were blowing, falling on Junyun's hair and clothes, and then slowly turned into tiny water droplets with the temperature.
She suddenly turned around, not wanting to continue looking at the scene downstairs. It seemed that she could vaguely see the moment when he suddenly raised his head.