Ai Weiyang in April

Chapter 60

The feeling of relaxation made the body soft, and I had already made a decision in my heart, but now I saw his reaction, and I became more determined.Without further words, Jingyan stretched her arms and smiled, "Leave now?"

"Leave? Why?" He showed a little surprised expression.

Too happy, silly?Jingyan stared at him, "Are we going to stay at Mr. Yuan's house forever?"

With a low laugh, "This is not Mr. Yuan's house, but he also has a house here, not very far away. Jingyan wants to see it, and he can visit it later."

ah?Not Mr. Yuan's?Jing Yan was full of question marks.

He hugged her and lay down again, feeling tired, his voice became even deeper, "I made an investment with him at the beginning, but it was also the first time I came to live here. It's empty, and I have to trouble him to bring someone over."

ah--?Staring blankly at the side face with closed eyes, he was silent.

Thinking of something, he opened his eyes again, "After sleeping for so long, are you hungry?"

good question.She didn't feel anything at first, but when he asked, the emptiness in her stomach suddenly surged up strongly, she nodded, "Hungry."

Sit up, "What do you want to eat? I'll ask my aunt to do it."

"No, I heard my aunt said that there is porridge last night. Go down and eat it by yourself. You can sleep for a while."

"Let's go together, I'm a little hungry too." He had already stood up, with a slight smile in his eyes, "Can you?"

It was quiet in the house, as if there were only the two of them left.Walking into the dining room, Jingyan sighed a little, "It's so empty."

"There will always be a time when the house is full of guests." He stretched out his hand to wrap around her waist, and his hand naturally fell to the narrow depression. Thinking of how sweet changes will be here in the not-too-distant future, he couldn't help smiling.

"It's too big, it's lonely, I don't like it."

The kitchen is spacious, and there are wooden primary-color tables and chairs beside the cooking counter. After opening the chair for her, Kong Yiren turned around and lifted the lid of the thermos pot. The heat of the porridge rose, and he reached for the bowls and chopsticks, "To be honest, I don't like it either. When I was young, I thought that the so-called ultimate achievement was to make everyone look up to me, but later I realized that satisfying most of the people around me is enough to exhaust my energy.”

Disagreeing, she retorted in a low voice, "Luxurious food and gourmet food are available at your fingertips. With your support, if you want the wind and the rain, will anyone be dissatisfied?"

He turned his head and smiled, "Is Jingyan satisfied?"

"I—" Thinking of those sufferings, Jingyan was silent.Put the white porridge in front of him, and whispered, "Be careful, it's hot, wait a minute, there are some side dishes."

The palms were pressed against the hot bowl wall, and his back was broad and straight in front of him. The same warm feeling seemed to permeate into my heart forever, but this warmth was dangerous.She lowered her head, "Delicacy from mountains and seas is only three meals a day, and thousands of mansions can only sleep in one bed. There is no end to material things, and it is impossible for people to be truly satisfied."

There was no answer, but there was strength on his shoulders, and he gave a slightly firmer grip.Then Kong Yiren finally finished his work and sat down across from her.

He hadn't eaten well for more than ten hours. When the food was on the table, Jing Yan temporarily put aside all distracting thoughts and buried himself in the porridge, "Mmm, it's delicious." He praised it affirmatively.

"Jingyan." His voice came from next to his ear, gentle and serious.

"Huh?" Bite after mouthful, the chef of Mr. Yuan's family made good porridge.The chicken soup is well made, the white porridge is slightly oily, delicious and delicious, with freshly baked pork floss, long-lost rose fermented bean curd, and crisp pickles——she couldn't stop starving all day long.

"It's a little hasty, I hope you don't mind, um—" There was a slight pause, and then the voice continued, "Will you, marry me?"

The chopsticks stopped moving suddenly, and the small spoon hit the edge of the porcelain bowl with a crisp sound.

The kitchen was quiet, and after a long silence, white slender fingers moved, and the shiny black ebony chopsticks were put down, Jing Yan raised her head and smiled, "Yi Ren, I feel very happy if you can say that. "

The corners of his eyes were curled up, and the huge space was filled with warmth, but Jingyan did not stop, but reached out and held his, the almond eyes were shining brightly, which was amazingly beautiful, "But just yesterday, I made up my mind My heart, I want to let myself and my children live a stable and stable life. If you want to join, I am very happy, but now, a marriage can only bring about storms, so I cannot agree to your marriage proposal, at least for now No, sorry."

(End of this chapter)