Qin Ran was full of doubts, changed his shoes, and walked towards the restaurant.

When he saw the table full of hot food, Qin Ran was stunned for a moment: This is it?

From the looks of it, it doesn't look like a takeaway. Could it be that Su Ziqian really made it?

Qin Ran expressed doubts.

And at this moment, Su Ziqian came out of the kitchen with the last soup.

The heat in the soup bowl came out, and when he and Su Ziqian were separated by a thin layer of mist, Qin Ran felt unreal at that moment.

He was stunned for a long time, until Su Ziqian put the soup on the table and turned to look at him, then he came back to his senses.

"This...you did all of this?"

Su Ziqian looked at him with raised eyebrows: "Why, don't you believe me?"

Qin Ran pursed his lips, although he didn't say anything, but that already explained everything, he just didn't believe it.

Su Ziqian was so angry that he raised his hand and rubbed his head: "It took me three hours to make these few dishes, but you still don't believe me? Could it be that I have only one reputation in your heart?" Bit."

He compared it with his fingers.

This action made Qin Ran laugh. He turned around and walked upstairs, saying as he walked, "What are you doing with oily hands?"

Su Ziqian was so angry that his liver hurt, and he shouted at him: "Hurry up, the food will hurt your stomach if it gets cold."

"understood."

What a familiar sentence, but these are what Qin Ran said to Su Ziqian before.

Back then when Su Ziqian was playing games, he was a middle school teacher. When he returned home, he would cook and prepare meals himself. After Su Ziqian's training was over, he would eat together when he came back.

Unexpectedly, as time passed, he would be able to wait until Su Ziqian cooked a meal and waited for him to come back one day. This feeling was a bit strange, but it was especially beneficial.

A heart hurts like being held in the palm of someone's hand, it is warm and comfortable.

Qin Ran took a shower, changed into home clothes, and went downstairs.

He saw Su Ziqian just coming out of the bathroom, wiping his hair with a towel.

The two looked at each other with smiles in their eyes.

I don't know who took the initiative, anyway, when they walked towards the dining table, their hands were already held together.

Su Ziqian handed the chopsticks to Qin Ran: "Try it."

Qin Ran picked someone who looked a little better, and he was still skeptical about Su Ziqian's ability to cook.

When you eat it, it doesn't seem to have any strange smell. Although it is not very delicious, it is better than eating it. If it is cooked, there is no problem.

In fact, he was already hungry, so he didn't pick anything, and filled himself with soup, and started to eat it.

Su Ziqian looked at the way he was eating, raised the corners of his mouth, reached out and rubbed the top of his hair again: "Stupid."

Qin Ran took the time to glance at him: "I don't know who is stupid."

Su Ziqian didn't refute, and while picking vegetables for him, he said, "Is everything going well today?"

"good."

"Tomorrow, Wei Yunchu has an appointment with Mr. Wang of Huadong Real Estate. It will be at Qin's Restaurant, the hotel opposite." Su Ziqian said suddenly.

Qin Ran was stunned for a second, then slowly put down his chopsticks: "Why did you suddenly tell me about this?"

"I thought you wanted to know." Su Ziqian didn't say anything, and motioned him to continue eating.

Projects produced by landlords in East China are subject to public bidding. Wei Yunchu made an appointment with the person in charge of the other party in advance, obviously wanting to take a shortcut to get the project in advance.

It seems that it is necessary for him to meet this President Wang tomorrow.

After the meal, Qin Ran and Su Ziqian cleaned up the dishes.

He got up and planned to go upstairs to the study, but was grabbed by Su Ziqian: "Come here."

Qin Ran was puzzled, but followed Su Ziqian to the sofa in the living room.

Seeing Su Ziqian take out a box from under the coffee table, Qin Dang froze for a moment, thinking that he would give him some gift.

She was in a trance for a while, but after opening the box, Qin Ran was stunned: how can anyone give gifts or medicine?What kind of brains does Su Ziqian have?

Before he finished complaining, Su Ziqian pushed him to sit down: "I've been using this all the time recently. You also know that we played games before, and the opponent suffered a lot of damage. I didn't realize it before. Recently, I used too many pens, so I discovered this hand. It's really rough."

As he spoke, he squeezed the ointment on his hand and rubbed it on Qin Ran's hand.

His movements were very light, as if he was treating some rare treasure, carefully caring for it. While spreading the ointment, he coordinated with the massage movements to carefully care for Qin Ran's hands.

Qin Ran felt a hot sensation coming from the joints of her fingers. The fingers that had undergone surgery and would ache in rainy days were very comfortable by Su Ziqian's movements.

He couldn't help letting out a soft sigh, and leaned back on the sofa enjoying himself.

Seeing that he didn't refuse, Su Ziqian showed a comfortable expression of enjoyment, and the smile on the corner of his mouth widened.

"You need to apply this ointment every day. Over time, the roughness on your hands will disappear, and your hands will return to their previous appearance." Su Ziqian proudly said.

But these words did not know which nerve Qin Ran touched. His fingers curled slightly, and his brows frowned subconsciously.

About his injury, I don't know if Su Ziqian knows the truth.

He didn't want to mention it, and he didn't want Su Ziqian to feel guilty about it. In the final analysis, it was his own choice.

He withdrew his hand and said: "Big man, if your fingers are rough, you will be rough, do you care?"

Su Ziqian was dumbfounded at the question.

Of course he doesn't care. What he cares about is whether Qin Ran's hands can return to their former flexibility. His hands are meant to be used for painting.

Su Ziqian was a little bored, and stretched out his hand to grab Qin Ran's hand again: "Of course we care, we are considered decent people now, they all say that hands are the second face of a person, we can be rough, but there are women among the partners, the top leaders , It’s not good to scare people.”

Such a far-fetched reason, I don't know where Su Ziqian found it.

Qin Ran couldn't help laughing: "It's up to you."

Su Ziqian finished the massage on Qin Ran's hands, stood up and said, "Do you still have to work at night?"

Qin Ran originally planned to go to the study to read the documents, but when Su Ziqian asked him this question, he suddenly didn't want to go.

Shaking his head, he said, "No, I'm sleepy."

"Then go to bed." Su Ziqian was overjoyed, and reached out to hold Qin Ran's hand.

Blocked by Qin Ran: "Don't think too much, don't come into my room."

"I promise I won't do anything, I just want to hug you." Su Ziqian tightened Qin Ran's hand, not intending to let go at all.

Qin Ran resolutely refused: "No, I don't believe you."

"That can't be helped. You can't beat me now, and I still want to sleep with you."

"Uh..." I've never seen such a shameless person.

Qin Ran laughed angrily: "It's a bit cheeky."

"No, I'll see you off, I want you." He relied on Qin Ran and went into Qin Ran's bedroom.

Reaching out to help up the photo frame on the bedside, it was a photo of him and Qin Ran on it.

He has slept in this bedroom several times, but he didn't notice this photo. How big of a heart is it to be so confused.

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