Fake daughters are wealthy

After Qiao Nian came out, he went to the bed and picked up the mobile phone that was thrown on the quilt. He was about to go to the desk to turn on the computer when he heard a knock on the door.

She remembered what Ye Wangchuan told her before to come up to her.

He looked up at the door and said, "The door is unlocked, come in."

She walked to the desk by herself, turned on the laptop first, pulled out the chair and was about to sit down.

She saw someone coming in from the outside with a bowl of hot food in her hand. The porcelain white bowl was put down in front of her. Qiao Nian looked down and saw the fragrant porridge inside. She was dazed for a moment, looked up Looking at the person who handed the things: "Did you cook it?"

"Otherwise?" Ye Wangchuan prepared a side dish for her in addition to the porridge, the whole thing was very plain: "The auntie who cooks at this point is not here, only I do it myself."

He put down the fast food together, pulled up a chair and sat down, and said to the girl with Qingjun eyebrows: "You have a bad stomach, eat something first."

Qiao Nian sat down in silence, picked up the talon, and tasted it.

It's that kind of homely and bland taste. She didn't like this kind of southern bland taste before, and she always thought it was boring.

She prefers hot pot, spicy chicken and other flavors that stimulate the taste buds.

But this evening, while sipping the porridge and side dishes cooked by Ye Fanchuan himself, she suddenly felt that the bland taste was not so unacceptable.

At least she finished eating.

Qiao Nian is not the type to eat fast, but she is not the type who likes to be shy about such things.

After finishing the porridge and side dishes, Qiao Nian felt a warm feeling in her stomach. She raised her brows and looked at someone: "You came to see me, do you have something to say?"

"Drink some water first."

Ye Wangchuan just passed her a bottle of water, and carefully unscrewed the bottle cap.

Looking at the water he handed over, Qiao Nian always felt that she was being taken care of as Chenchen, but she still stretched out her white hand to take it.

"You want to ask why you didn't tell Ji Lingfeng that I helped?"

Ye Wangchuan saw that she obediently drank some water before raising her eyebrows, the extremely long eyelashes closed her eyes, and her eyes were raised beautifully: "If I ask you, you will tell me?"

Qiao Nian nodded honestly, quite naturally: "If you ask me, I'll tell you."

This sentence is more lethal than love words.

Ye Wangchuan took the water from her hand, screwed the lid on for her and put it on the table beside him, then said in a calm and unhurried manner, "I won't ask."

"You can do whatever you want."

Qiao Nian was a little drowsy and absent-minded after taking a bath and eating, but when he heard his hoarse and inadvertent voice, his mind cleared up for some reason.

A pair of clear eyes stared at him.

Ye Wangchuan was a little taken aback by her stare, he unconsciously raised his hand to touch the bridge of his nose, and was about to ask her what's wrong.

I thought there was something dirty on my face.

Just when the girl blinked her eyes quickly, she seemed to shake her head dryly: "It's nothing."

Ye Wangchuan raised his eyebrows, realized something and looked at her again.

Qiao Nian seemed to be looked away more and more by him, and felt that there was no need for her to dare to look at him, so she turned her head to meet his gaze in an instant.

In the blink of an eye, her eyes slid down, her throat moved up and down, still following her own heart, she suddenly got up and leaned over.

The soft lips were attached, and they were separated again.

On Qiao Nian's careless face, it was rare to see dodge. He put his fist against his lips and coughed dryly: "I think I should thank you, but it's too vulgar to say thank you."