Xihe: “…”
I put on my coat and opened the door, only to be met with a smiling face.
Yan Ke smiled with his eyes curved, handed over the thermal box in his hand, and said happily: "I used the thermal box, and it's still hot." His nose and eyes were red, obviously he had a cold.
Xihe paused, raised his hand to take it, and felt a chill on his fingertips.
For some reason, he felt a surge of anger in his heart. He pulled the thermal box with force and turned into the house. Yan Ke was suddenly at a loss, hesitating whether to go in or stay outside.
Xihe suddenly became even angrier and yelled at him: "You still want me to invite you in?!"
Yan Ke's eyes lit up and he reacted instantly. He let out an "Ah" and hurried in, carefully closing the door behind him.
Xihe rented a one-bedroom apartment with a separate bathroom, kitchen, and a small living room. She was wearing a lavender coat and slippers and sitting at the table eating breakfast. As soon as Yan Ke walked in, she was so nervous that she didn't know what to do with her hands and feet.
Xihe was feeling depressed, but ignored him and just ate.
When she finished eating, the guy was still standing there stupidly, not knowing where to sit.
Xihe: "...Do you want me to invite you to sit down?"
Yan Ke quickly shook his head, looked around, and quickly sat down on the chair opposite.
Xihe rolled her eyes and went straight to the bathroom to brush her teeth. The sound of water splashing and the clatter of the quilt and toothbrush made Yan Ke feel uneasy, and he couldn't help but think of what happened yesterday.
So, is she still angry? When will she give him a smile?
If Xihe knew, she would definitely sneer at him. "You still want to laugh? You will have to endure my cold shoulder for the rest of your life and work like a slave for the rest of your life!"
After thinking about it all night, Xihe decided to enslave him!
Wouldn't it be too easy for him to let her go? She would make him invisible and intangible, and make him serve her for the rest of his life! He was not allowed to get angry or resist, and it would be better than what she had done to the original owner! Otherwise, she would find it hard to swallow this anger!
Whenever Xihe thought about how nice he was to the original owner, he would be so angry that he would smoke.
Yan Ke had no idea of the miserable life that was about to follow. When he saw the garbage on the table, he quickly stood up, picked it up and put it outside the door. He then saw some fallen leaves blown in by the wind on the ground, so he quickly took a broom and swept them up.
When Xihe came out, the whole room was much cleaner than before.
Xihe entered the room, changed his clothes after a while, put the clothes into the box, then turned and went into the bedroom, took out his computer, sat in the living room and started working.
Yan Ke looked at the dirty clothes, then looked at Xi He: "Did I wash the clothes?"
Xihe didn't even raise his head, his fingertips were crackling.
Yan Ke stood there for a while and then went to wash clothes on his own initiative.
For a moment, the whole room was filled with girls busy working in the living room on one side and boys working hard on the balcony on the other side. Yan Ke saw that Xihe still had a pair of shoes to wash, so he helped her clean them.
The rented house is on the sixth floor, and the wind blows in, bringing gusts of cool breeze.
After washing, Yan Ke quickly closed the balcony door and went into the house. Seeing Xihe was busy, he didn't dare to disturb her. He sat down quietly, went out for a while, and then brought in a cup of milk tea and gently placed it next to Xihe's hand.
Xihe glanced at him, and Yan Ke suddenly felt a little embarrassed: "You, you don't like it?"
Xihe didn't say anything, lowered his head and continued to work, occasionally pausing to pick up the milk tea and take a sip. Yan Ke couldn't help but smile, with a look of satisfaction between his eyebrows.
I ordered takeout for lunch, which tasted pretty good. After eating, Xihe started reading.
She was busy with her own things and didn't communicate with Yan Ke. Every time Yan Ke wanted to speak, she looked at him expressionlessly. He opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything.
It was not until after dinner that Yan Ke prepared to leave.
Xi He sat on the sofa, hugging a pillow in his arms. Yan Ke stood at the door for a while and said, "Then I'll go home?"
"Lock the door at night. If you have any questions, call me. I will not turn off my phone. You can find me at any time."
Xihe looked at the phone without saying anything. Yan Ke bit his lip, closed the door and left.
The next day, the day after that, and the following week, Yan Ke came to report on time every day. The neighbors saw it clearly and laughed and joked that the two were a perfect match.
When Yan Ke heard this, he subconsciously looked at Xihe, who had no expression on his face.
His originally joyful mood was like a bucket of cold water poured on him, and he became sober all over. But Luanluan was still angry.
That day, around half past ten, Yan Ke stood up and said, "I'm going out for a while and will be back soon." Seeing that she was lying on the sofa reading a book and ignoring him, he didn't care and picked up the key and went out.
Click——
The door closes before my eyes,
Xihe put down the book and looked at the ceiling with a blank look.
About twenty minutes later, Yan Ke came back with a pile of vegetables in his hands. Seeing Xihe sleeping on the sofa, he quickly put down the vegetables, went into the room to get a blanket to cover her, and then went into the kitchen to start cooking.
So, when Xihe woke up, the table was full of food.
She was stunned for a moment, then looked at Yan Ke. The boy was a little embarrassed: "I just learned it recently, can you try it?"
Xihe lowered her eyes slightly and saw his index finger with a band-aid on it. There were also some burn marks on his hand... Xihe picked up the chopsticks and ate silently, nodding: "It's okay."
Yan Ke's eyes lit up and his face was full of joy, like a child who had been praised.
The meal was eaten in silence. After finishing, Xihe went to wash the dishes. Yan Ke wanted to stop her, but she gave him a cold glance and he immediately dared not say a word. He didn't know why, but he dared to hug her boldly that day, but now she just glanced at him and he was completely helpless.
After washing the dishes, Xihe went into the bedroom and threw the Band-Aid on him when she came out.
Yan Ke was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Thank you Luanluan for your concern..."
"Don't call me Luanluan!"
Xihe exploded.
Is it because she is the original owner, or because she is her?
Anyway, Xihe found it hard to accept anything related to this issue, so she just got angry at him.
Yan Ke was at a loss: "Then, what should I call you?"
Xihe didn't want to pay attention to anyone again: "Think for yourself!"
So annoying, so disgusting!
Yan Ke thought about it and tried to test it: "Dear? Or, baby?"
Xihe: “…”
He threw the pillow over and said, "Baby, you're the one!"
What a rubbish name! How dare he call it that! He has no idea what shame is!
Despite this, the name was still used. Yan Ke kept calling her "baby" and "baby" every day. He could clearly feel that she did not reject this name, so he called her more diligently.
That day, his roommate asked him to play online games, but Yan Ke refused directly: "I don't have time."
His roommate thought he was being rude: "You're nothing! Don't you know your schedule? Stop being so careless and hurry up. There are only a dozen people in the dormitory, and you're the only one missing."
Yan Ke said proudly: "I'm washing clothes for my baby, of course I don't have time."
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