Can You Love Me?

Jian Zechuan said: If you're not hungry, you can't give it to him.

Xin Ai glanced at Jian Mingyuan, who was looking at them both with a smile on his face, and said in a low voice, He's your big brother...

The look in Jian Mingyuan's eyes at this moment made Xin Ai really feel a little horrified. Was it an illusion? She felt that Jian Mingyuan's smile seemed to be watching her daughter and son quarreling. Anyway, it felt weird.

Jian Zechuan held Xin Ai's hand tightly: You are still the woman I like.

Xin Ai blushed, and immediately pulled out her hand.

She thought that after returning from Li Anhe's cemetery that day, Jian Zechuan finally became serious, but unexpectedly, he still thought too much of him.

In front of Jian Mingyuan, he even dared to grab her hand directly.

Jian Zechuan stuffed the chopsticks into her hands: Don't worry about her, eat noodles quickly.

Jian Mingyuan said regretfully: Zechuan, do you really plan to do this to the eldest brother? This is not good.

Jian Zechuan snorted, ignored him, and said to Xin Ai: If you don't eat, I will feed you.

Xin Ai had no choice but to pick up the chopsticks and take a bite of the noodles.

Unexpectedly, the noodles tasted very good.

Xin Ai raised her head in surprise: You...

Jian Zechuan immediately asked: How is it, isn't it, the taste is okay?

Xin Ai nodded: Well...

A happy expression appeared on Jian Zechuan's face: It's delicious, right? Then I can make it for you often in the future!

Before Xin Ai could speak, Jian Mingyuan sighed with emotion: Well, the taste is really good, Ze Chuan, you can often make it for elder brother in the future. I really didn't expect that one day I would be able to eat it. We The noodles made by the third master are very good...

Jian Zechuan quickly turned his head, only to see that Jian Mingyuan had already brought Jian Zechuan's noodles over at some point, and started to eat by himself.

Jian Zechuan was so angry that he wanted to lift the table: Jian Mingyuan, are you still shameless?

He stretched out his hand and wanted to snatch it back, but Jian Mingyuan had already stood up and took another bite: What's the matter, as a big brother, can't you eat it? Did you make the noodles?

At this moment, Jian Mingyuan seemed to be more than 20 years younger all of a sudden, and turned into a boy who was fighting with his younger brother.

Jian Zechuan said angrily: Of course not, your face is not that big yet, let me cook for you.

Xin Ai watched the two brothers chasing each other for a bowl of noodles, with a smile on his face.

In fact, the relationship between these two people is not that bad.

In the end, Jian Zechuan snatched the noodles back, but there was not much left in the bowl.

Satisfied, Jian Mingyuan took out a tissue and wiped the corners of his lips gracefully, Zechuan, today's noodles are a little bit weak, next time put more salt...

Jian Zechuan replied with one word: Get lost!

Jian Mingyuan smiled: It's getting late, you two, go to bed early after eating...Although...sometimes, I'm not a very rigid person, but...Parents are still there after all, how many of you are there? Be careful...

The meaning in these words is a bit interesting. The reality is that if the two of them want to sleep together in the same room at night, it is not impossible, but don't let parents catch them.

Xin Ai didn't quite understand it for a while, but Jian Zechuan understood it in seconds.

Immediately looking at Jian Mingyuan's eyes, there is something wrong. Does this guy not like Xin Ai at all?

Jian Zechuan didn't want to discuss this issue with Jian Mingyuan in front of Xin Ai, he said, You can get out, Mayor Jian.

Jian Mingyuan said to Xin Ai: I'm going to bed first, Xinxin, you should go to bed early, if you have anything to do, please tell me.

Xin Ai was still thinking about what Jian Mingyuan said just now, and nodded perfunctorily: Well, I see...

Before Jian Mingyuan turned around, he took a meaningful look at Jian Zechuan.

Jian Zechuan narrowed his eyes, staring at Jian Mingyuan's leaving back.

Xin Ai asked: He just now...

He's just crazy. Is his face cold? I'll warm it up for you. Jian Zechuan changed the subject.

Xin Ai shook her head: No need, I'm not hungry, I'm already full.

There was still half of the noodles left in her bowl, Jian Zechuan directly brought it over, picked up the chopsticks she had just used, and cleared up the leftover noodles with two or three strokes.

Xin Ai wanted to say that she used it, but before she said it, Jian Zechuan had already eaten it.

He cleaned up the dishes, Xin Ai said: Let me do the dishes.

Jian Zechuan refused: No, I'll come, just wait for me.

He took the bowls and chopsticks into the kitchen, and quickly came out with a cup of prepared honey water, and handed it to Xin Ai: It's very late, go back and rest, don't get up too early tomorrow, get up after you have enough rest.

Xin Ai looked at the glass of honey water for a long time before taking it, she nodded: Well, I see...

Carrying the water back to the room, Xin Ai was full of thoughts.

Today's Jian Zechuan really, has changed.

Now he is already very good at taking care of people.

Two years ago, Xin Ai didn't dare to think that one day, she would eat the noodles made by Jian Zechuan himself and drink the honey water made by him.

Xin Ai sighed, maybe people only truly learn to grow after experiencing life and death.

At this moment, Jian Zechuan, who threw the bowls and chopsticks in the kitchen, turned around and left, washed his hands and went upstairs.

If there is no Jian Mingyuan, Jian Zechuan originally thought that after eating noodles, he would have a conversation with Xin Aiduo.

However, he has changed his mind now, he has to find that old man Jian Mingyuan.

Jian Zechuan came to the door of Jian Mingyuan's room and turned the handle, but the inside was locked and he couldn't get in.

Jian Zechuan sneered, this guy, just to prevent him from coming in, didn't he lock it on purpose.

Don't think that if it's locked, he won't be able to get in.

There is no place in Jane's house that he cannot enter.

Jian Zechuan quickly found a thin wire and inserted it into the keyhole. After a while, the lock opened.

What did Jian Zechuan do before? In the army, what didn't he learn?

Opening the door, Jian Zechuan walked in.

Jian Mingyuan didn't sleep, he was sitting on the head of the bed, flipping through a book in his hand, he didn't lift his head when he heard the door knock, Ze Chuan, you are so old, you come here to pry your brother's door in the middle of the night, don't you? Well, why are you so rude?

Jian Mingyuan seemed to know that Jian Zechuan would come, so he waited here for him.

Jian Zechuan yelled angrily: Shut up for me.

Jian Mingyuan turned a page: If I shut up, won't you be unable to hear the answer you want to know?

Jian Zechuan walked over angrily, snatched the book from Jian Mingyuan's hand, and threw it somewhere: You don't like Xin Ai at all.

Jian Mingyuan nodded: Yes.

Jian Zechuan...

Damn, this old fox admitted it so frankly, how dare he admit it?

Jian Zechuan reached out and grabbed Jian Mingyuan's skirt: You actually have the face to admit that you are really not afraid of being beaten, bastard, you don't like her, why do you still call her your fiancee? What do you want to do?