He doesn't like traditional Chinese medicine, nor does he like Shen Yugui and others, so he naturally won't take risks for a bunch of people he doesn't like.
After a brief entanglement, he remained silent calmly. It's not his business, don't cause trouble for yourself...
...
The night enveloped the sky of the illegal area, and in the silence, someone had just walked out of the test site with his tired body.
The bitter cold wind whistled by, rolling up the fallen leaves on the ground and flying freely.
Qiao Nian looked up and saw the people waiting outside.
Ye Wangchuan was wearing a well-tailored black long coat, which just hooked his broad shoulders and thin waist just right, and every line exuded an innate noble temperament.
He had a pair of simple silver-edged glasses on the bridge of his high nose. His eyes behind the lens were deep and focused, and his slender fingers were casually inserted into the pocket of his coat, occasionally rubbing them gently.
After Qiao Nian rarely saw him wearing glasses, she stopped without saying a word and stood there and took a few more glances.
Until he walked towards him first, hung the scarf around his neck, put one hand around his waist, and tied her scarf with the other hand.
With his head slightly lowered, the deep eyes hidden behind the lens fell firmly on his body, and the sprayed breaths invaded.
"Is it cold?"
Qiao Nian came back to her senses: "The test site has installed a fresh air system."
The fresh air system is similar to the central air conditioner, which is more intelligent and artificial than the central air conditioner. The air inside it will draw the optimal body sensation temperature based on the outside temperature, and then use these data to provide the most comfortable indoor temperature.
"Yeah." Ye Wangchuan had a smile in his eyes, and suddenly he curled his thin lips, held up her hand, and asked again, "Are you tired?"
Qiao Nian's mood was like a glass of juice, light bubbles kept rising, and the brisk and pleasant mood easily defeated the fatigue on her body.
She opened her eyes first as if she was frustrated, pursed her lips and said, "It's okay." The next second, she said, "I want to have hot pot."
The illegal area has a Western flavor. It is easy to find a Western restaurant or French cuisine at this order. Finding a hot pot restaurant is undoubtedly a needle in a haystack.
But Ye Wangchuan took her hand and said without a pause, "Okay, I'll do it for you when I go home."
Qiao Nian felt like she was touched from her head to her feet. The irritability lingering between her eyebrows turned into a soft and relaxed look. She stepped on her legs and walked back naturally with him.
"You bought groceries?"
"Well, there are some dishes in the refrigerator. You can go back and see if it's enough. If it's not enough, I'll send some more."
Qiao Nian thought about it and asked a few common dishes for hot pot. Ye Wangchuan answered one by one, and there were two or two.
She thought about it and said, "Let Xiaoyaoguan buy it and send it over, it's just right for everyone to have a meal together."
She will definitely be able to eat with a thin waist, so she simply prepares someone's portion from the beginning to save him from competing with her.
"Okay, I'll follow your arrangements." Ye Wangchuan was 100% doting and had no opinion on her arrangements.
"Hmm." Qiao Nian hooked his hand, pressed his finger bones against his slender finger bones, and gently pinched them, then looked ahead as if he was walking intently...
Ye Wangchuan saw the corners of her raised mouth and the hanging hair that was blown by the wind, and then curled the corners of her mouth, holding her hand a little harder, and holding it tighter.
The two people's backs were pulled long.
The shadows overlap. (This chapter ends)