Castle Peak Like Jade

With dark eyes, Sheng Ting pulled her and asked, "Where are you going?"

Although her apartment has two bedrooms, the other room is not furnished at all and cannot sleep anyone.

"I'm going to sleep on the sofa."

The man was silent for a few seconds, looking at her with darker eyes, "Why do you sleep separately?"

"I'm not welcome?"

Stared at by his dark and serious eyes, Chushuang said solemnly: "My bed is a single bed, and sleeping together will affect the quality of sleep. You work hard, so you can sleep in the bedroom."

Chushuang smiled, "Good night."

Just as she turned around to leave, she suddenly felt a force in her lower back, and in an instant, she was brought and planted on the bed.

Looking closely at the man, her eyelashes trembled, "What are you doing?"

Her current posture is that her hands are clubbed beside him, and her whole body is covered above him. From her perspective, the neckline of the man's bathrobe is slightly opened, revealing a clear collarbone.

"You really don't want to sleep with me?"

Sheng Ting's voice was lower than usual, his eyelashes drooped slightly naturally, casting some shadows on his eyelids, his whole person looked a little...

lonely?

It was strange to see such an expression on his face.

It must be an illusion.

Chushuang thought of Sheng Yao's earnest words in his mind, cleared his throat, and said righteously: "I really can't sleep two people, it will affect the quality of sleep."

Sheng Ting looked at her for a few seconds before going to get her quilt.

"I'm going to sleep on the sofa."

He let the bed out, said "You can sleep in the bedroom" and left the room.

Chushuang glanced at his back, forced herself to look away, and went to bed.

The sofa outside is a bit small, he is so tall, and he doesn't know if he can straighten his legs.

I have to roll down after turning over, I don't know if the quilt is warm enough...

Although he slept calmly and closed his eyes, his mind was always thinking about the person outside.

The minute hand on the wall turned a few times, Chushuang sighed slowly and got out of bed.

Hearing the sound of the bedroom door opening, the person on the sofa raised his head, his eyes lit up indistinctly.

"That," Chushuang leaned on the wall, seeing the man's situation clearly. This is probably the first time in his life that he sleeps on the sofa. "If the sofa is not easy to sleep on, do you want to stay in a hotel? There is a hotel next to it. The level is pretty good."

Sheng Ting's eyes dimmed unknowingly, he pulled the quilt and fell asleep again, "No, the sofa is fine."

Staring at him for a moment, Chushuang nodded, "All right, as you like."

Then the bedroom door clicked shut again.

In the middle of the night, after the person on the sofa turned over for the nth time and couldn't fall asleep, he got up to drink water.

Holding the cold glass, Sheng Ting looked at the closed bedroom door, thought for a while, and then walked over.

The people in the room were already asleep, and some light from the living room leaked into the bedroom. Her face was particularly three-dimensional and conspicuous in the dim light.

The hair is piled in the collarbone socket, the sleeping position is quiet, but the quilt is not covered properly, and the slender waist and perfect curve are exposed in the eyes.

Her pajamas are top and bottom style, and the hem of the top is rolled up, revealing a section of fair skin.

Staring at it for two seconds, the man's eyes were secretive and his tongue was slightly dry.

Walking over to help her pull the quilt, Sheng Ting pushed back the black hair around her face, and her thin lips were pursed into a line.

The pulp of his fingers lightly stroked her lips, and suddenly he lowered his head, touching the softness as he wished.

Just kissing her gently for a few seconds, my heart lost control and lost frequency.

Suppressing the restlessness, he slowly left Wenrouxiang, and walked out of the room lightly when he got up.

……

The next day, when Chushuang woke up and went out, she saw Sheng Ting setting up breakfast.

She was slightly surprised, "You ordered?"

She doesn't have any ingredients here, so it can't be him.

There is an inconspicuous layer of bluish gray in Sheng Ting's eyes, but he is in good spirits, he has already tidied up his suit and leather shoes, and he looks refreshed in the early morning.

"Yes, let's go after breakfast."

The breakfast was quiet, and it didn't take much time. They went downstairs together and parted ways, and said goodbye politely when they went to work.

Sheng Ting got into the car that came to pick him up, and Chu Shuang rode a small electric donkey, and the two separated in opposite directions.

Chushuang didn't hear from him all day at the company, and he didn't ask her if she wanted to go back to Qing Yuen today until after get off work.

Yesterday I knew to ask her if she wanted to go home for dinner when she got off work, but today there was no news.

Chushuang's thin lips were tightly pursed. Sure enough, yesterday she went to her to brush up her presence when she had time, and today she returned to the past when she was busy.

He really grasped the essence of manipulating people.

It seems that she will live in this bachelor apartment for a while longer.

While riding the bike, Chushuang thought, how about bringing the hamster and Bubble over another day?

Back at the apartment, the smell of meat wafted out just as the door was opened.

She looked intently, and the man who didn't know when came back was cooking in the open kitchen.

The cuffs of the shirt are rolled up to the arms, the veins on the forearms are all exposed, the watch on the wrist is not taken off, the thin waist and long legs are really eye-catching.

Whose man cooks like this.

He moves in an orderly manner, with a focused demeanor, and the dishes prepared on the table are exquisitely and beautifully arranged, much like an international gourmet who has won an award at a young age.

Hearing her return, Sheng Ting looked sideways, "Are you back?"

Chushuang walked in slowly, "How did you get in?"

He obviously doesn't have a key.

"Last night, I saw that there were extra keys on your key ring, so I took one away."

Sheng Ting looked calm, "Are you hungry? Wash your hands first, you can eat first, there is only one dish here."

Glancing at the pineapple rice on the table, Chushuang pursed her lips, "Okay."

When she came out after washing her hands, Sheng Ting had already brought her a spoon just as she was sitting at the dining table.

"Try it."

This pineapple rice is so good looking, you can take a picture and use it as a restaurant's dish picture.

The taste is rich in one bite, with the sweet and sour taste of pineapple and the delicate meaty aroma of ham and bacon. The rice has distinct grains, full and sweet.

"And this," he took a small bowl to serve her soup, "creamy mushroom soup with puff pastry."

After taking a sip of Chushuang, her eyes were straightened, but fortunately she was able to control her expression.

"tasty?"

"is acceptable."

While Sheng Ting was cooking the last dish, Chushuang tried two other dishes, braised pork with abalone and small grilled steak. They were so delicious that she thought he would make a lot of money if he opened a restaurant.

He is clearly a professional. He cooks well, arranges the dishes and decorates them. He needs to have good looks and good taste.

He has made it once before, and it is delicious, but it is not so delicate and has a sense of ritual. It can be seen that he has put in a lot of effort to make it.

Putting her hands on the table, Chushuang secretly looked at the man.

It takes a lot of time for him to buy ingredients and come back slowly to make these things.

She even found an extra ceramic stock pot, a juicer and an oven in the kitchen, as well as some fancy plates.

He even bought kitchen utensils by the way.