[Entertainment circle] How can the enemy be late and affectionate

There was a trace of temptation in Jin Pin's tone.

"Things, put it down." Just as Jin Pin turned around again, Ming Zhiwu said lightly.

Jin Pin showed a sly smile with his back turned to Ming Zhiwu, and then quickly returned to calm.

"Then, thank you Ming for your forgiveness."

When he turned around to face Mingzhiwu, his face returned to the previous pitiful look.

After Jinpin completely left the office, Mingzhiwu slowly opened the well-packed box——

Inside was a watch.

For some unknown reason, Ming Zhiwu took off the watch on his wrist, and then put the watch in the box on his wrist.

After looking at it for a while, he took off the watch and put it back in the box.

Jin Pin left the Ming's Building and went straight to his home.

Now that the gift has been given to Mingzhiwu, he won't feel that Xie Chenduan owes Mingzhiwu anything.

And he sold another one in front of Mingzhiwu.

Jinpin feels that this trip has yielded quite a lot.

It was already six o'clock in the afternoon when Xie Chenyan woke up. He vaguely remembered that Jin Pin seemed to call him in the afternoon, but he couldn't remember exactly what he said.

While yawning, he walked to the living room and opened the curtains that were tightly covering him. He habitually glanced downstairs, but saw a car that was not unfamiliar to him parked downstairs.

As he was watching, the phone that had been placed on the coffee table in vain rang.Xie Chenyan put down the curtains he was drawing, sat on the sofa, glanced at the caller ID, then picked up the phone, stood up from the sofa, and returned to the huge floor-to-ceiling windows.

"Awu, are you downstairs at my house now?" Xie Chenyan didn't wait for the person on the other side of the phone to speak, and he asked the question first.

"How do you know it's my call?" Mingzhiwu didn't answer Xie Chenyan's question, his voice was deep and slow.

"I sold it to you a few days ago." Xie Chenyan replied, but he didn't take his eyes off the car downstairs.

This car indeed belonged to Mingzhiwu, but why would he think of coming to find him today?Moreover, it is still such a time, it seems that it is time to eat.

"Well, have you eaten yet?" Mingzhiwu sat in the driver's cab listening to Xie Chenyan's light voice, his eyes drifted away.

"Not yet." Xie Chenyan leaned his body against the wall next to the floor-to-ceiling windows, his back slightly bent, and his whole body carried a trace of unruly aura.

"En." Ming Zhiwu tapped the steering wheel unconsciously with his left hand, and then put his gaze back on Xie Chenyan's French windows.

Because of the car window, he could see Xie Chenyan who was standing next to the floor-to-ceiling window, but Xie Chenyan didn't know that he was looking at him.

"Does Awu want to invite me to dinner?" Xie Chenyan heard the hesitation and uncertainty in Mingzhiwu's phone, and then he completely hid himself behind the curtain.

"En." Mingzhiwu answered after a while.

"Then wait for me for a while, I'll come out soon." Xie Chenyan's voice was light, like the wind, blowing away and blowing away.

"No, I'll come up." Ming Zhiwu sat in the cab, shaking his head unconsciously.

Ming Zhiwu shook his head, and only belatedly remembered that Xie Chenyan couldn't see his appearance at all.

Then he said again and again: "No, I'll come up."

After a short period of doubts, Xie Chenyan didn't refuse, he said, "Okay."

Ming Zhiwu hung up the phone, opened the door, got out of the car, but walked towards the trunk.Then he took out a few plastic bags from the trunk, went downstairs to Xie Chenyan's place, and got on the elevator.

Xie Chenyan saw Mingzhiwu standing in front of his house with a plastic bag in his hand, but he was actually slightly absent-minded, but his absent-mindedness was only half a second, so fast that it just passed through his eyes.

"You know how to cook?" Xie Chenyan leaned against the kitchen door, but his eyes were fixed on Mingzhiwu who was taking the ingredients out of the plastic bag.

He didn't know that Mingzhiwu could cook.

"Yes, I've learned it." Ming Zhiwu replied, but he didn't give Xie Chenyan any attention.

Although Xie Chenyan has never cooked before, everything in his kitchen is a standard configuration. Soon, Ming Zhiwu put half a chicken in the pot and stewed it, and then pulled out the pot hanging on the wall The knife and cutting board were carefully washed with clean water, and the other materials in the plastic bag were taken out.

Xie Chenyan originally wanted to help Mingzhiwu wash some dishes, but before he could walk a few steps, Mingzhiwu raised his head and said,

"get out,"

Xie Chen was taken aback, Ming Zhiwu's words were not emotional, but they didn't seem to have much warmth.

Perhaps because he realized that his tone was not good, Ming Zhiwu's lips moved again, and added,

"It's fine if I come."

This sentence is still very blunt.

"...Mmm." Xie Chenyan lowered his head and backed out.It wasn't until Xie Chenyan was completely out of the kitchen that Mingzhiwu put his eyes on the food ingredients and put his eyes on the door for a while before putting it down again.

He knew that he was not gentle when speaking, but he couldn't speak gently either.

After Xie Chen got out of the kitchen, he sat on the sofa in the living room. He didn't turn on the TV, but just lowered his head and turned the phone in his hand.

One, two, three...

He himself didn't know how many times he turned.

"Cough, cough, cough." Xie Chenyan's throat suddenly felt a little itchy, and he coughed a few times in a low voice. He stretched out his hand and subconsciously touched the water glass on the table.

Before touching it, he only saw a hand with clear bones holding a glass filled with water appearing in front of his eyes.

"Thank you." Xie Chenyan took the water glass, raised his head, and smiled at the owner of those hands.

"You're welcome." Ming Zhiwu looked serious and respectful.

"How did Awu think of learning to cook?"

After taking a sip of water, the itchiness in his throat finally disappeared, Xie Chenyan asked Ming Zhiwu with a smile.

"In the past few years." Ming Zhiwu replied very briefly, as if he didn't want to say more.

Xie Chenyan listened to Ming Zhiwu's answer, his expression didn't change much, he just casually said——

"I think it should taste pretty good."

Ming Zhiwu hummed, and the two of them stopped talking, and the whole room was silent, except for the sound of chicken soup gradually tumbling in the kitchen.