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

After Qin Beichuan asked the stupid question of how the water dispenser produced hot water, Jialan frowned and looked at him with an unbelievable expression.

Jia Lan obviously didn't expect that he didn't even have this common sense of life.

Qin Beichuan shrugged and continued to play the fool.

Jia Lan shook her head helplessly, walked towards him, and at the same time continued to say to the person on the other end of the phone: "I mean, after he sees me off, he... just follow him upstairs, drink a glass of water and leave."

Qin Beichuan stood in front of the water dispenser, lightly pursed the corner of his lower lip, drank a glass of water and left, so why am I still here?

Jialan came to him, took the cup from him, put it under the water dispenser, and pressed the hot water button of the retro-style water dispenser.

Then she also shrugged her shoulders towards Qin Beichuan, as if to say: Is this difficult?

Qin Beichuan pretended not to see it, and suddenly realized: "It's so simple? I thought it was very complicated."

"..."

Jialan left the kitchen, went to the dining room, and continued to make phone calls.

After Qin Beichuan finished drinking a glass of warm water, she still hadn't hung up the phone.

She stood by the dining table with her back to Qin Beichuan, holding the mobile phone in one hand and unconsciously pinching the petals of the bouquet of roses on the dining table with the other.

"He's leaving right away, you don't need to come here...I'm going to sleep soon, you should go to bed too...It's really fine."

Luo Zilin probably said something again, Jialan lowered her head, responded with an "um" from time to time, and then said "don't worry", "I know" and other answers.

Qin Beichuan couldn't hear Luo Zilin's voice, so he could only guess based on Jialan's reaction.

Probably the boy was afraid that he would bully Jialan, so he was telling Jialan to be careful.

Qin Beichuan snorted coldly, thinking why did you go long ago, quarreled with Jialan, and let her sit by the side of the road sad, why didn't you come and care about her, now hearing that there is a man beside Jialan, it's exciting again son.

But compared to Luo Zilin's phone call, Jialan's reaction made Qin Beichuan's chest tighter.

Didn't they all break up? Why are you still talking so much to that guy?

Want to give that kid another chance?

Just looking at Jialan boredly, I heard her say: "It's too late today, don't come here, let's do it tomorrow, anyway, I'm here in the morning... It's not your fault, I was a little impulsive today... Well, Good night."

After they finished talking, Jialan walked into the kitchen, took a small soup pot, filled it with water, and prepared to cook noodles.

Qin Beichuan was leaning against the stove, holding a cup, drinking water, thinking about the meaning of Jialan's words just now.

She and Luo Zilin seem to be getting back together.

But the Ye Jialan he knew was not a girl who would turn her back!

Just love Luo Zilin so much that he has no principles?

Unfortunately, he could only hold back these words in his heart.

These years, he has had very little contact with Jia Lan, and he has long since lost his position to ask about Jia Lan's private life.

The current state of him and Jialan is still at the stage of breaking the ice. They are too impatient and will only be pushed further away by her...

Afterwards, Jialan cooked quietly, while Qin Beichuan was thinking about these things in his heart.

Neither of them took the initiative to speak, and the room was so quiet that only the slight hiss of the fire was left.

Finally, Qin Beichuan cleared his throat, looked at the bouquet of roses on the dining table, and broke the embarrassing silence: "He sent those flowers, right?"

Jia Lan followed his gaze, smiled faintly, and nodded: "When I was shopping for vegetables, I happened to meet a flower shop, so I bought a bouquet along the way."

Her tone was soft, as if deliberately trying to show the sweetness of a little woman in love.

Qin Beichuan suppressed the boredom in his heart and continued: "I remember you didn't like roses before."

Jialan looked at the small bubbles of water in the pot, and said softly, "I like it now."

She paused, and continued: "People always change!"

Qin Beichuan pursed his lips, disapproving.

"I haven't changed. After all these years, I still like to eat your noodles."