“Are you anxious to go back and meet the king?” Yenanqing Yen sipped lightly on Coke Road.
“What about it? He’s my boyfriend. I’m anxious to see him. Is there anything wrong with him?” Sharkey said.
“Ye Nanqing’s eyes are slight,” You dwell with him? “
She and Jun wanted to live together, little one knew, and Yenanqing now knew, had he investigated her?!
All at once, her eyes glowed with preparedness.
And Ye Nanqing, does not seem to want to listen to the answer of Xia Qi, a turn of the subject, “the villa over there decoration, according to your sketch sketch on the last sketch.”
“Sharkey was surprised, but it was only a sketch, not a formal renderings, and there were lots of spaces I didn’t draw.” She had only a living room, bedroom, toy room and kitchen on the sketch. Like the staircase aisle corner, as well as the guest rooms etc, and not painted.
“It doesn’t matter, where you haven’t drawn it, you can do it as you think, as long as the things on your sketch are unchanged,” Yip said.
“Then I’ll do the renderings these days and send you your mailbox,” Sharkey said.
“No need.” “Ye Nanqing Road,” from today, you don’t need to show me any more drawings, the renovation of the villa you are solely responsible, I would like to see the final renovation of the villa. “
“OK.” For Sharkey, it’s easier. “Then if the villa is renovated, I can resign from the company,” she confirmed again.
If Yip Nam-Ting’s lip-horns seemed to fade away, after the renovation, she could resign, he promised her early on, but now she put it up, but he was extremely uncomfortable.
It was as if she could not wait to leave far from him.
But leave, is it possible?! Yananqing’s eyes skimmed a complex glow.
“Yes, you can resign the day when the villa is finished,” he replied. “I speak, and I will count!”
As if at a young age, he had spoken to the little girl who accompanied him to play with the sand, encouraged him, and painted him “home,” I will wait for you, and we will play together tomorrow! “
He is waiting, waiting all the time, but this tomorrow, for him, is too long.
When Sharkey got up and got ready to leave with her bag, Yenanqing suddenly asked, “Sharkey, it’s my thing. It’s always my thing. You think it’s right if someone wants to grab it?”
Sharkey’s footsteps were small, familiar words, similar words, she once said to Mei Xinyi.
“If that thing is really yours, someone else can’t take it, but if it’s not yours, then you can’t,” Sharkey said.
Yen Nanching put the rest of the Coke down, saying, “Yes, others can’t be robbed, even if they were robbed for a while, but will eventually return to me.”
Drop the empty glass, Ye Nanqing took out his mobile phone, look at the photos in the phone, that is many obviously from the real photo remake, the protagonist of the photo, all five or six-year-old little girl. If Sharkey hadn’t gone, he would have been surprised to hear the pictures.
The little girl in the picture was what she looked like when she was a child. Or it should be said that the person in the photo, is her!
When Sharkey returned to the apartment, King said that he was on the sofa in the living room, With a notebook on your knees and your fingers on the keyboard, And on his side lay one of the two bear dolls brought by Sharkey, who was afraid of who! The latest chapter.
When he saw Sharkey come back, King wished to put his notebook on the coffee table, and stood up and went to her side, saying nothing, but holding her hard, sniffing deeply at her.
“Did you have dinner?” asked Sharkey, clasping him habitually around his hand and patting him comfortably on the back of his spine.
“No,” he replied lowly.
It’s almost eight o’clock now, isn’t it for you to eat first? “said Sharkey.
“Well,” he said, “He just didn’t eat, but he was the other thing.
“Then I will do something for you now,” said Sharkey, starting to get busy in the kitchen. Because she and Yenanqing had not eaten much before, she simply burned the amount of two.
Simply boil the fondue material in the fridge and put the noodles under the water.
Hot ground, radiating hot air.
King would like to pick up the chopsticks, clamped face will be sent to the mouth.
“Wait, blow it first, or it will be hot,” warned Sharkey.
He looked up at her and lifted the noodles in his hand to her lips. “
“Ah?” she shook, but heard him again, “I want you to help me blow the cold, so I will feel you care about me.”
Does she usually care too little? Or does he care too much? “I like to care so much about you?”
“Well,” he jawed, and put the cool noodles in his mouth and ate them.
She simply took the chopsticks on his hand and fed him by hand. When noodles were picked up, cooled, then moved to his lips, watching his beautiful thin lips opened slightly, biting the noodles she had delivered, and eating them at once, Sharkey suddenly had a sense of satisfaction.
“What about that? Would you like something more? “she asked.
“Well.” He gave her another low voice, learned her look, picked up the chopsticks that had been placed in front of her, clamped the noodles in her bowl, and delivered them coolly to her lips. “
Although I thought it was a bit like some of the TV scenes, Sharkey took it lightly and opened her mouth…
It didn’t take long for the two bowls to be solved, and Sharkey packed the bowls, rolled up his sleeves, and began to wash them.
Jong said, “I will wash it for you.”
“If you help, the more help you may have,” said Sharkey. “The next time I come back late, you remember having dinner first.”
“No.” he refused very cheerfully.
“You’re hungry, if you’re hungry?”
“Then you’ll come back early and let me not go hungry.”
Sharkey frowned, and suddenly turned to the king, saying, “If I hadn’t returned for ten days and a half months, would you really starve yourself to death?”
“Yes,” he answered, without even a hint of hesitation.
