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Unexpectedly, this time, Lu Yanchen did not act according to common sense, and suddenly asked.

Song Yan, who had no plans or preparations in her heart, was choked up by his question.

After a pause, she looked up at Lu Yanchen, only to see that his face was flat, as if he was just asking casually and had no other meaning, but those deep eyes were like a deep pool, dark and deep, making him People can't figure it out.

"..."

Being stared at by such a pair of eyes, Song Yan... felt a little guilty for no reason.

However, her reaction is also fast.

After being stunned for a moment, a nonchalant smile appeared on his face, he shrugged his shoulders and said naturally: "What else can I think about, of course it's about work, and you don't understand even if I say it."

Of course it was impossible for her to tell Lu Yanshen... She was flirting with his hands just now.

It's too embarrassing to say that.

Song Yan didn't think she had such a thick skin, she just thought about it in her heart, it's fine if no one knows except herself.

Talk loudly to the person concerned... It's better to avoid it!

Across the dining table, Lu Yanchen looked at the calm and nonchalant expression on her face, then looked at her slightly drifting eyes, and narrowed her deep phoenix eyes slightly.

After getting along for so long, he also gradually discovered some little habits of Song Yan.

For example--

When she felt nervous, her hands would be intertwined, and her index finger and thumb would keep rubbing each other;

When she is thinking about a problem, she likes to put her right hand on a flat surface, and tap her fingers rhythmically one by one, from the index finger to the little finger, and then from the little finger to the index finger, repeating itself, as if she is playing the piano;
When she is unhappy, even if the expression on her face cannot be seen, her lips will definitely be tightly pursed, and the shape of her lips will be very tight;
When she is shy or embarrassed, her face may not be too red, but her ears hidden in her hair will be completely red, from the tip of the ear to the root of the ear, so red that it can almost bleed, sometimes even the slender A layer of light red will spread on the neck, which is particularly eye-catching...

……

These are small subconscious movements of her body, or instinctive reactions that her body cannot control. Maybe she didn't even notice it too much, but it was discovered by Lu Yanchen, and she kept it in her heart intentionally or unintentionally...

In addition, there is one more point--

Even when she is lying, she will not have special small movements, and the expression on her face is often normal, but her eyes and eyes can't be controlled, she will always look around, look left and right, totally out of focus...

For ordinary people, such a small change in eyes may not be noticed at all.

But for someone like Lu Yanchen who is careful and sensitive, and at the same time knows Song Yan a little bit... the flaw in her eyes when she is lying is too obvious.

As if wishing to have the word "guilty" written in his eyes, it was so obvious that he couldn't ignore it...

So in fact, every time Song Yan was vague or lying intentionally or unintentionally, Lu Yanchen knew it well in his heart, and could even guess why she didn't tell the truth, because it wasn't something important, he He also sees through but does not talk about it.

Only Song Yan herself was still kept in the dark, telling lies in a serious manner, completely unaware that she had already been seen through...

She just vaguely felt that sometimes Lu Yanchen looked at her with extraordinarily deep eyes, as if he could see into her heart, but Lu Yanchen looked back, but never said anything...

So Song Yan was uneasy and confused, unable to figure out what he meant.

Just like now-

Facing Lu Yan's deep and unfathomable gaze, Song Yan felt her scalp tingling, and Monk Erzhang was puzzled. Just as she was about to bite the bullet and ask him, Lu Yanchen retracted her gaze again and lowered her eyes lightly. Mou, reached out and picked up the chopsticks.

"Forget it, let's have breakfast."

As soon as Song Yan heard it, she felt a breath of depression in her chest, unable to go up or down, as uncomfortable as it was.

If she hadn't known that Lu Yanchen's temper wasn't the kind that likes to have bad tastes, she couldn't help but wonder if he did it on purpose...

But she didn't dare to really ask.

I lied without blinking just now, but my heart is somewhat empty.

Don't ask, don't ask...

It doesn't hurt anyway.

Depressed and guilty, Song Yan had no choice but to comfort herself in this way, took a deep breath, and put aside these messy thoughts, only then did she realize that her stomach was already too hungry...

Fortunately, it didn't "cuckoo" again.

The dining table is filled with an assortment of delicate and hearty breakfast porridge, and the aroma penetrates into the nose one after another, making people's lips and teeth salivate, making them even more unbearable.

Whether it's Lu Yanshen or Xiaotuanzi, they usually prefer Chinese-style breakfast porridge, and are lukewarm about Western-style ones.Therefore, the chef in the apartment usually prepares a Chinese-style breakfast, and there are relatively few Western-style breakfasts, only once or twice.

Song Yan doesn't have any special interest in this, it doesn't matter whether it's Chinese or Western, as long as she can eat what she has, she doesn't pick anything anyway.

The housekeeper would ask her for her requirements and opinions at the beginning, but later found that she really didn't care, she could do whatever she wanted, but she was a little impatient to ask what to eat every morning, so she didn't need to do anything more, just told the kitchen , follow the usual taste of the young master and the young master, just prepare the dosage for one more person

This way the kitchen is convenient and Song Yan saves trouble.

Today’s table is still filled with Chinese food, but it’s not the simple one like soy milk with deep-fried dough sticks. Instead, there are more varieties and more patterns, a bit similar to morning tea.

On the dining table, there are a variety of small snacks served in various exquisite and beautiful porcelain plates. The portion of each item is not large, about two or three bites at most, but the variety is dazzling. There are only two flavors of salty and sweet buns. There are seven or eight kinds, and every two are placed on a plate. The buns are as small as a baby's fist, and all of them are round, round, white and soft, and there are some beautiful decorations on the side, just look at them with your eyes. Going up can be described as a visual enjoyment.

Really achieve the color, aroma and taste...

An ordinary breakfast, but it feels like a full banquet, and there are servants waiting to change the dim sum plate at any time, it is really extravagant, too extravagant, especially extravagant——

She just loves it!
Song Yan took the sterilized towel handed by the servant and wiped her hands. She impatiently picked up the chopsticks and put a piece of shrimp dumpling with transparent skin and plump shell into her mouth. Her face was immediately filled with happiness.