Chapter 61 Living Together (Part 3)
Shi Han reached out and took it, pressing left and right but the screen remained black.
She also wants to take a taxi home, what should she do?
Shi Han lowered his head and began to look for his wallet again, only to find that it was gone.
She looked frustrated and said, "I can't find my wallet either."
Lu Yan: "Was it stolen in the cinema?"
“It should be.” Shi Han’s expression fell.
"Let's go." Lu Yan took Shi Han's bag, "Stay at my place tonight."
"Ah." Shi Han didn't respond. By the time she fully understood Lu Yan's words, Lu Yan was already a few meters away from her.
She could only run to catch up.
Shi Han's mind was a mess.
Live in Lu Yan's house? This is too sudden.
But at the same time, she was a little excited. What was Lu Yan's home like? Where would she sleep at night?
Lu Yan took Shi Han into a fairly nice residential building, and skillfully took out the key to open the door.
Shi Han walked in and stretched his head to take a look.
The room was not big, but it was very clean and tidy. The color was mainly light blue, and the air was filled with a faint floral scent.
Just as Shi Han was looking around the room, Lu Yan squatted down and took out her shoes for her.
Lu Yan whispered, "The room is a little dirty, don't mind it."
"No, no. Besides, the quality of a room cannot be measured by size, but by whether it feels like home. I think your room is great."
Just like the Shi family’s house is very big, but she can’t feel any warmth.
Shi Han squatted down and put on slippers.
She followed Lu Yan to the living room, and Lu Yan put on an apron expertly. "Would you like some tomato noodles?"
"You can cook too?" Shi Han was surprised.
She had been cooking for the Shi family for two years, but she became increasingly disappointed with the cooking skills, and she hated cooking more and more.
"Yes." Lu Yan took out a tomato from the refrigerator and cut it into pieces smoothly.
Shi Han supported his cheek with his hand, staring blankly at Lu Yan's bony fingers. His movements were not slow, but they were extremely comfortable to watch.
A layer of white mist soon rose in the kitchen, and Lu Yan's figure was hidden in it, busy all the time.
I don’t know if it’s because at night, Shi Han felt full of emotions and even had a sense of home.
Ten minutes later, Lu Yan brought two bowls of tomato noodles.
The noodle soup was soaked in tomato juice and was bright red, with a few slices of green vegetables placed on the edge.
Lu Yan turned on the ceiling fan above his head, and along with the wind, the aroma of food filled the air.
"It smells so good." Shi Han took the tomato noodles that Lu Yan pushed over with a smile.
"Eat!" Lu Yan's eyes were inadvertently filled with a smile.
"Hmm." Shi Han obediently picked up the chopsticks and took a sip of the noodles. She was indeed hungry, and tomatoes were very appetizing.
Shi Han puffed up his cheeks happily, "The tomato noodles you made are really delicious."
"As long as you like it." Seeing that Shi Han was eating happily, Lu Yan took the napkin and placed it next to her, then went to pour a glass of milk.
"Eat it." Shi Han sucked and stared at Lu Yan in between.
Lu Yan approached her and placed the milk on the table.
Shi Han half raised his head to look at Lu Yan, his almond-shaped eyes were curved and his black pupils were filled with fragments of light.
Lu Yan saw himself inside.
No matter how mentally mature Shi Han was, she was still just a 19-year-old girl, still old enough to act like a spoiled brat with her mother.
A bowl of tomato noodles makes me so happy. Lu Yan resisted the urge to touch the girl's head, "Be good, eat first, I'll go charge your phone."
Shi Han was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head embarrassedly and started to suck the noodles with his heart beating faster.
I just told her to be a good girl. Such an intimate name does not mean that the two of us have become closer.
Lu Yan walked towards Shi Han's bag, and saw her eating noodles obediently out of the corner of his eye, so he took out his cell phone from inside.
놛 walked slowly to the bedroom, then pressed the right button for a while, and the phone screen lit up.
The battery bar in the upper right corner showed seventy-nine.
Lu Yan directly uninstalled a piece of software, and the phone returned to normal.
I got up and walked to the bedside table to look for the charger, but I couldn't find it after searching for a long time.
I haven't been back to this house for a long time. All the furniture and room cleaning were arranged by Zhang Yu himself, and some things have been moved.
(End of this chapter)
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