Granting You Deep Feelings, May You Treasure It

There are some things that people can't see clearly or understand.

Just like Zuo Xiao.

In Yin Xinlan's eyes, he is a mystery.

A cold, arrogant and noble person, sometimes the roots of his teeth are so hateful.

From that day on, all she had to do every day was to cook for him.

Three meals a day, she ran around and broke her leg.

On the next day, Bai Yaojun took her to a house near the hospital.

The hospital is located in the city center, the apartment in the golden area, at a glance, you can have a panoramic view of the prosperity of Liangcheng.

"I think you have worked so hard. From now on, you will cook here."

Bai Yaojun looked at her and smiled.

Yin Xinlan asked back, "Did you find it hard or did your boss ask you to do this?"

Bai Yaojun smiled, "There is a big supermarket below. What ingredients to buy, Miss Yin takes the elevator and walks directly to the ground floor. I will leave if there is nothing wrong."

He closed the door and left.

He didn't say her question.

However, Yin Xinlan felt that he had already given her the answer.

Sitting on the orange sofa, she thought, if he didn't instruct him, why would Assistant Bai care about her?

just……

For dinner, we made braised pork, fried green sunflower, and a cold dish.

She took it out the same way and placed it on the table in front of him, and the man leaned on the bed and looked at it with a leisurely look.

"Why is there meat today?" He said lightly.

"You don't like to eat?"

She suddenly looked at him with eyes wide open.

"No."

The man looked at her nervously, deliberately delayed for three seconds before answering her.

Yin Xinlan breathed a sigh of relief, "The doctor said that you can make a proper supplement now. I will make the best braised pork, so I did it."

The man nodded and said nothing.

The chopsticks were handed to him, "Come, eat."

The man looked at her, but did not pick up the chopsticks in her hand.

"What's the matter? Are you hungry?" Yin Xinlan looked at him suspiciously.

"You seem to have something to ask me, right?"

He said softly.

Yin Xinlan held the chopsticks tightly, "I...have nothing to ask."

"Really do not have?"

She was sure again.

"Oh, that's fine. Don't ask questions later, just keep it in my heart."

The man reached out to pick up the chopsticks.

The woman withdrew her hand at once, "Well, I have a question for you!"

"Say."

The man looked at her with eyes drooping.

Yin Xinlan took a deep breath, her hands clenched tightly.

In fact, she felt that this should not be asked.

However, it was really uncomfortable to hold it in her heart.

Now that the words have been said for this reason, then she asked.

Although I had made up my mind in my heart, the voice of the exit was still very soft, "I want to ask...

"Still hesitated.

The man looked at her quietly without disturbing her, waiting for her to speak.

He raised his head to face the man's clear and deep eyes, "Do you like me?"

Time seemed to stand still at this moment, and there was silence all around.

Yin Xinlan felt that she could hear her own heartbeat, only to hear the woman's breathing slightly heavier than usual.

"Why do I like you?"

After a long while, the man exited.

Yin Xinlan looked at him and said slowly, "Sijun said that if a man saves a woman regardless of his life, he mostly likes her."

"Although it was Chu Yun's fault, it did conceal the injury on my hand, and asked you to relieve me... passion... desire... after this time, how about you not hating me?"

**The two words came out of his mouth, so plain and natural, as if they were talking about things that were not normal.