Marriage at first thought: the black-bellied president is super painful

Qin Beichuan chased after him and grabbed Jialan's wrist.

Jia Lan turned her head in surprise, and looked at him vigilantly: "What's wrong?"

Qin Beichuan looked at her for two seconds, and asked himself, as an ordinary friend, what qualifications and stand does he have to intervene in her private life...

So the phrase "Has he ever touched you?" came to his lips, and finally turned into: "What are you... planning to do?"

Jialan's nervous expression eased, she broke free from his hand without showing any signs, walked to the front of the refrigerator, and opened the door, "I have everything here, it depends on what you want to eat."

Qin Beichuan followed her, stood behind her, looked at the refrigerator full of ingredients, and looked down at her: "You love cooking so much now?"

Jialan is also a workaholic on weekdays, and it is common for her to be too busy to eat, so Qin Beichuan was also very surprised to see that she had filled the refrigerator to the brim just after she came to Beicheng for a day.

Jia Lan smiled ashamedly, "Zilin knew I was coming and prepared it for me in advance."

Qin Beichuan's heart felt sore, this kid knew how to do what he liked.

Although Jialan is ambitious, she actually longs for a warm family life. She said that the reason why she concentrates on her career is that she is afraid of poverty. The main reason is that she has no one to care about, and the company is her home.

Qin Beichuan could understand this feeling.

Many years ago, when his father passed away and Yunyun was unfortunately involved in a car accident, he had the same feeling at that time.

He pulled his thoughts back from the past, looked at the ingredients in the refrigerator, and said lightly: "That's a pity, he prepared for nothing."

"Huh?" Jialan looked back at him, her eyes full of temptation.

Qin Beichuan smiled, and took out a bag of fresh noodles from the refrigerator, "It's nothing, cook me a bowl of noodles, I want to eat your noodles."

Luo Zilin was on the phone with Jialan just now, and Jialan lowered his voice, but he still heard some vaguely.

If he guessed correctly, the two did not quarrel, but broke up.

That kid seemed to be intending to get back together, but Jia Lan didn't reject it straightforwardly, as if she was still willing to give him a chance!

Of course, this was all Qin Beichuan's guess, and he hoped he was wrong.

Thinking of this, Qin Beichuan felt depressed, and handed the noodles to Jialan with flushed cheeks.

When he took the noodles from the refrigerator just now, he almost held Jialan in his arms, her back against his chest, he could clearly smell the aroma of her hair, and also heard her becoming a little anxious breathe.

At that time, he noticed that Jialan's face was red.

He wanted to just hug her like this.

But in the end I didn't dare to do that, fearing that I would finally find an excuse to enter her door and be kicked out within 5 minutes.

Qin Beichuan put it away as soon as it was ready, took a bottle of water from the refrigerator, and walked away.

Jia Lan entered the restaurant with her head down, put down the noodles, and said to him: "You sit down whatever you want, and I'll come after I change clothes and wash my hands."

"Well, no hurry."

He unscrewed the mineral water bottle and was about to drink water, but Jialan took the water from his hand.

"If you have a stomachache, don't drink ice water. There is warm water in the water dispenser over there. Take it yourself with a cup."

She screwed the lid on the mineral water bottle, put it back in the refrigerator, and then returned to the room with her head down.

From the beginning to the end, Jialan didn't look up at him.

Qin Beichuan really wanted to know why Jialan was so uncomfortable.

Is it because of that incident back then, which still makes her hard to let go, so when she sees him, she will remember it?

Is it because of that incident that I avoided seeing him all these years?

Is it because I hate him, or because I can't forget that night...

He hoped it was the latter.

Qin Beichuan was thinking wildly, sitting on the bar chair in front of the small bar in the restaurant, and looked around Jialan's house.

This is a large flat.

The room is very neat and tidy. The main color of the decoration is white, with some dark green decorations. It is visually clean and gives people a comfortable feeling.

Like the way she makes people feel.

Qin Beichuan took another rough look at the number of rooms, and there should be three rooms.

If he doesn't leave tonight, there must be a place for him to live.

He came to Beicheng specifically to look for Jialan. He had never had the chance to be alone with her before, but now he finally had the chance. Anyway, he didn't want to leave.

I just don't know if Jialan is willing to stay with him overnight.

If she refused, what excuse should he find...

Just thinking about this, Jialan came out of the master bedroom wearing a one-piece white house uniform, her hair was already pulled up, she looked like a little woman.

As she walked out, she talked on the phone: "I'm home, I'll go to bed after taking a shower...My friend?"

Jialan paused for a moment, then said in a low voice: "He sent me off..."

Before she finished speaking, Qin Beichuan held a water cup and asked her, "Jialan, how does this water dispenser produce hot water?"