He Yiping shook his head: "I don't know, it depends on the progress of the shooting, anyway, I will come back as soon as possible, don't be too..."

too what?

Shen Qianqing stared at He Yiping, he couldn't be too arrogant, could he?

Originally thought that without He Yiping gagging between the two of them, life would be difficult, but Shen Qianqing did not expect to be able to spend every day in such a peaceful way.

Every day, He Yifan would come home from get off work early, have dinner with her, and occasionally bring her a gift. Shen Qianqing was strange when he first met her, but he didn't refuse, and took it with a faint smile.

After unpacking the exquisite packaging, those small gifts are usually small objects with exquisite shapes. Shen Qianqing really likes them a lot, and he still affirms He Yifan's aesthetics.

Shen Qianqing asked the nanny to go home. Today's dinner was made by her herself. When He Yifan was bringing the last soup to the table, He Yifan just entered the door and looked at Shen Qianqing who was wearing an apron.

"Wash your hands and eat." Shen Qian smiled lightly, turned around and took off the apron and sent it into the kitchen, so she didn't see the joy in He Yifan's eyes.

Ever since Shen Qianqing returned to He's house, He Yifan has been thinking about what made the good Shen Qianqing become so sharp now. After thinking about it, it was because he was injured too badly back then that he had to be so careful to protect himself.

This kind of speculation made He Yifan feel very little distressed. If five years ago, he could have given her a little more care and love, the situation today would definitely not have happened, so he began to make up for his mistakes carefully, I hope that Shen Qianqing can feel his heart, and slowly let go of her defenses to accept him.

He would choose exquisite gifts for her every day. He thought she would refuse, but she always accepted them with a smile. Today, he even made the table full of meals with his own hands. Get the feeling of seeing the moon when the clouds bloom.

"Shen Qianqing, you..." He Yifan looked at Shen Qianqing indifferently, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and handed the box in his hand to Shen Qianqing: "Do you like it or not?"

Shen Qianqing took it and put it aside, and smiled slightly: "Didn't we all agree to create some gimmicks to promote the new drama, why are you so serious?"

He Yifan was slightly taken aback, for a moment he didn't know what to say, and after a while he frowned and asked, "What do you mean?"

Shen Qianqing looked at He Yifan helplessly, she felt really sorry for taking so many gifts from him for nothing, so she made this meal, the so-called "reciprocity between gifts".

"It's nothing interesting. I like the gift you gave me very much. I hope the food I cook will also suit your taste."

If it wasn't for the overly polite expression on Shen Qianqing's face, He Yifan might have continued to misunderstand him, thinking that Shen Qianqing had really begun to accept himself again, but it turned out that he was just thanking him for the gift, and He Yifan's hand that just picked up the chopsticks trembled slightly .

"Does it have to be like this?" He Yifan's voice was very cold, even in this fiery Xia Chen, it made people feel cold.

However, Shen Qianqing still looked indifferent, but frowned slightly: "How?"

"Shen Qianqing, do you have to be so clear with me?" He Yifan tried hard to suppress his anger: "Because I brought you a gift, so you cook for me?"

"I like to owe others." Shen Qianqing said with a light smile, and put a bowl of soup in He Yifan's hand: "Let's see if it's the taste you like."

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