Flash marriage ugly wife, madam has a bit too many vests

Si Ran immediately pulled his lower lip unnaturally and whispered in a panic: "Mr. He is indeed very beautiful. Many people are satisfied with your appearance."

"What about you?" He Zheng was sitting on the sofa, leaning forward slightly, raising his eyes to look at Si Ran, his eyes deep and full of mysterious power: "Do you think so too?"

Si Ran was locked in the man's deep gaze and felt panicked. It felt like he had been caught.

Si Ran opened his eyes again and changed the subject: "Mr. He, are you hungry?"

"I am indeed hungry, very hungry!" He Zheng spoke in a particularly low tone, as if he was making a pun.

Si Ran was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized something. He just had to bite the bullet and continue: "What do you want to eat? I don't have much in the refrigerator here. I didn't buy new ones because I was on a business trip, so dinner may be simpler. "

He Zheng said softly: "As long as it's you..."

He Zheng spoke slowly and unhurriedly, and deliberately dragged out his words afterward, which frightened Si Ran.

She was stunned for a moment and entered the kitchen.

It was like running away, feeling extremely panicked.

He Zheng followed her figure into the kitchen and saw that she was living alone, but she kept it very clean.

Especially the kitchen is spotless and there is no oil fume.

As expected, she is the woman he likes, she loves cleanliness and tidiness.

He Zheng stood up, walked into the kitchen, and said, "Si Ran, are you so afraid of me?"

"No, I'm not afraid of you!" Si Ran explained immediately.

She was just a little nervous, not afraid.

He Zheng smiled instead, and his deep laughter made people even more nervous.

He took a step inside, put one hand in his pocket, and stood there with his tall body, giving people a strong sense of oppression.

Si Ran was completely shrouded in his shadow.

The strong sense of oppression and intimidation made Si Ran frown slightly and straighten his back, subconsciously not wanting to show his cowardice.

The moment he raised his eyes, their eyes met.

He Zheng's eyes were as calm as water, with indescribable depth, as if he could easily see through people's hearts.

Si Ran intuitively told himself that He Zheng had actually readjusted his emotions and regained the initiative when it came to matters between him and her.

And she, now, has indeed not forgotten him.

She also really plans to try again and try hard once so that she will not regret it for the rest of her life.

However, she had told Mrs. He before that she would not have a future with He Zheng.

He Zheng didn't speak, just looked down at her.

Taking a deep breath, Si Ran said again: "I'll make you tea first."

She took out the tea leaves. The water was mineral water, just heat it up.

He Zheng smiled again and stopped talking. It was her habit to change the topic.

He Zheng didn't embarrass Si Ran, so he followed her and said, "What do you need me to do?"

"No need." Si Ran shook his head.

He Zheng stood nearby without saying much and saw her making green tea with [-]-degree water.

At this temperature, green tea will look particularly good.

Si Ran skillfully washed and brewed the tea, and the tea was ready quickly. Green tea is the most beautiful when brewed in a glass cup, the color is green and very attractive.

Si Ran gave him the tea cup: "You can go outside to drink tea."

"Thank you." He Zheng took it, looked at him calmly, and wanted to drive him out again.

He won't go out.

Seeing that he wouldn't leave, Si Ran walked past him, opened the refrigerator, took out tomatoes, eggs, and two green vegetables, and asked He Zheng. "Can I have tomato and egg noodles?"

"I just said it, as long as you do it, it's fine." He Zheng smiled and said, "But you didn't give me a chance to finish my sentence just now."

Si Ran paused and said quickly: "Okay, Mr. He, I understand."

He Zheng smiled again, picked up the tea meaningfully, and took a sip of tea.

He sighed: "It tastes so good. I can finally have a full meal."

Si Ran was stunned and raised his eyes to meet He Zheng's eyes. His dark eyes made Si Ran panic.

He Zheng also felt a twitch in his heart. He didn't want to give Si Ran the feeling that he had bad intentions.

Si Ran also felt that he should not over-interpret the meaning of his words, so he quickly lowered his head to cover up his embarrassment.

Seeing that she didn't say a word, He Zheng felt that she might be shy.

Instead, he stared at Si Ran even more unscrupulously.

Si Ran felt uncomfortable looking at him, his expression was a little panicked, and his body stiffened unnaturally.

There was a man and a woman alone in this small kitchen, and the atmosphere was somewhat ambiguous.

After all, He was the man she liked, a man with outstanding appearance.

Moreover, no matter where it is, it is a dazzling presence, and it is too dazzling to be ignored.

Si Ran paused for a moment, thinking that it would be worse for him to be like this, so he turned to look at He Zheng, mustering up the courage to look into his unpredictable eyes.

"You can go out, there's no need to stay here."

"It's better to be beaten when you go out." He Zheng smiled and said, "It's better to be beaten here."

Si Ran was speechless, and a tight knot in his heart suddenly broke. Thinking of him staying here tonight, he held the kitchen knife guiltily in his sweaty hands.

Although she had been calming herself down, she still felt He Zheng's strong pressure coming towards her, forcing her to panic.

He Zheng saw her holding the kitchen knife as if she was nervous, so he reminded her with a smile: "The sword has no eyes, and the handle will break if you hold it."

"This is made of wood, not paper." Si Ran retorted in a low voice.

"Well, my brain is still there." He Zheng smiled and said, "Then why are you nervous?"

"I didn't." Si Ran immediately denied it.

He Zheng laughed, the deep laughter was so pleasant.

Si Ran's face immediately turned red, and his fair face was red to the roots of his ears.

He Zheng watched her face gradually turn red, and the corners of her lips curled up slightly.

He quietly approached Si Ran.

Behind her, he gently wrapped his arms around Si Ran's waist.

Si Ran froze.

He Zheng gently placed his chin on Si Ran's shoulder and whispered in Si Ran's ear: "Si Ran, thank you."

Si Ran frowned and asked, "Thank you for what?"

"Thank you for letting me come to your apartment," he whispered again.

Si Ran shook his head. "I should thank you, Mr. He, for stepping forward to save me at the critical moment."

He Zheng smiled. "Then are we going to thank each other like this?"

"Didn't you start it?" Si Ran stiffened his back and whispered: "Let me go, I still have to cook."

He Zheng remained silent, his eyes drooped, and a smile appeared on his clear facial contours. "Well, I'm not in a hurry."

Si Ran: "..."

He Zheng: "I have plenty of patience to wait."

Si Ran said quickly: "If you keep telling me, I really don't know when my meal will be ready."

He Zhengmo's dark eyes narrowed slightly, his Adam's apple rolled slightly, and he said slowly: "You are just nervous. When I get close, you become nervous. You said you have never seen any big scenes, why are you so nervous when you see me?" Woolen cloth?"