ASTNovels Chapter 642 Give it to him
Chapter 642 Give it to him
Cheng Xiaoyu wanted to tell Shi Shenyuan that there is no need to send it up.
But after thinking about it, Mr. Shi personally sent her back, and he was too embarrassed to turn her away, even though he felt that the two of them were in the same room alone, which was a bit too ambiguous.
But it is basic courtesy to ask someone for a cup of tea.
So Cheng Xiaoyu stopped thinking wildly, and to ease the embarrassment, he said, "If Mr. Shi is not in a hurry, come up and have a cup of tea."
He almost said "um" in a nasal voice, extremely cold.
Cheng Xiaoyu pursed her mouth, sighed, and silently followed behind Shi Shenyuan.
Regarding what happened just now, Shi Shenyuan didn't mention a word, the more this happened, the more disturbed Cheng Xiaoyu became, always feeling that this was the calm before the storm.
The two went upstairs together and entered the room. Cheng Xiaoyu said, "Mr. Shi, sit down, and I'll get you a cup of tea."
"No, go and change your dirty clothes first."
"Oh."
Cheng Xiaoyu was about to rush to take a bath, when she heard this, she didn't greet Shi Shenyuan any more, and took a change of clothes directly into the bathroom.
After solving He Xinyue's problem, the big stone in Cheng Xiaoyu's heart has been removed, and the humiliation suffered in the bar has also been resolved a lot because of Shi Shenyuan's appearance.
At this time, the only thing she was worried about was being reprimanded by Mr. Shi.
Ten minutes later, Cheng Xiaoyu took a shower, changed into clean home clothes, wiped her hair and walked out of the bathroom.
While taking a shower, there was no movement outside, Cheng Xiaoyu thought Shi Shenyuan had left, so as soon as she got out of the bathroom, she immediately went to the living room to have a look.
he is still...
At that time, Shen Yuan was reading a magazine she had put on the sofa casually. He had already taken off his overcoat and was only wearing a sweater inside. A little shirt collar was exposed at the neckline. He looked very casual and at home.
His leisurely demeanor seemed to be in his own home.
It seems that I really don't catch the plane.
"Mr. Shi, I'm done washing."
When Shen Yuan raised his eyes to look at her, his eyes lingered on her neck and collarbone for a moment, his eyes became darker, "So?"
When he looked into her eyes again, Shi Shen Yuan had a half-smile.
Cheng Xiaoyu blinked her eyes, and her blood froze for a moment.
Inviting him upstairs to drink tea first, and then standing in front of him after washing up like this, seems to be hinting at something...
"So...so, did Shi always eat?"
After asking, Cheng Xiaoyu was like a person struggling from the bottom of the water, finally found a word to break the ambiguous atmosphere, and he was greatly relieved.
"No."
"Then if I cook a bowl of noodles, if Shi always doesn't mind, can we eat together?"
"can."
"Then I'll go now!" Cheng Xiaoyu didn't dare to look into Shen Yuan's eyes, turned around and went into the kitchen.
After adding water into the pot and waiting for it to boil, she glanced sideways at the living room.
When Shen Yuan continued to flip through the magazine, his brows were tightly furrowed.
Cheng Xiaoyu felt uneasy again.
She knew that Shi always wanted to say something about her today's affairs, but he never mentioned it, and Cheng Xiaoyu didn't dare to speak first.
With complicated feelings, the noodles were cooked.
Cheng Xiaoyu was going to serve it out, but when she turned around, she found that Shen Yuan had already entered the kitchen, and helped her directly put the small snow frying pan on the table, and put a thermal insulation mat on the table in advance.
Cheng Xiaoyu pursed her lips, took two small empty bowls and two pairs of chopsticks, and came to the restaurant to take a seat.
Mr. Shi doesn't mind eating noodles in the same pot with her, so of course she has nothing to be hypocritical about.
So the two sat facing each other, each with chopsticks and noodles, with the salty and slightly spicy noodle soup, which was extra warm to the stomach. Through the small steaming pot, Cheng Xiaoyu looked at the person opposite.
It's great to eat with someone, and I suddenly feel so warm, just like the feeling of lovers eating together.
At that time, Shen Yuan also raised his head, his expression was indifferent, not as cold as usual sitting behind the executive desk, as if he was facing a friend he had known for a long time.
He finally spoke: "Why can't you think about it, go find He Xinyue."