Getting married by grandma?Lord, he fell in a second

Song Xing also pretended to be innocent.

"Oh my God, why is it you? I just moved to a new house and I just want to meet my neighbor next door. Could it be that you live here too?"

Acting is a piece of cake for Song Xingye today.

She looked so surprised that even Chi Mu doubted whether what she said was true.

But soon, Chi Mu realized that this woman was an acting genius who had won two Oscars.

"Miss Song, don't pretend, you moved here on purpose, what's your purpose?"

Song Xing also smiled, and did not deny it.

Just showing a smiling face: "My hands are a little sore, can I go in and talk about it?"

Chi Mu's eyes fell on the huge apple pie in Song Xingye's hand.

Seeing that Chi Mu didn't object, Song Xing also walked in directly.

Chi Mu frowned slightly.

Song Xing also came in, looked around, and said: "The hardcover here is really the same, and the layout of your home is exactly the same as mine."

After finishing speaking, Song Xing also sat down on the sofa politely.

Putting the apple pie on the table in front of him, he raised his head and asked, "Have you eaten yet, do you want to have a taste?"

"No, I'm not hungry."

Song Xing also deliberately chose lunch time to come.

Thinking of this man always going to have lunch.

Song Xing also said suddenly: "I'm hungry, can I stay and have lunch with you?"

This is why Song Xing also came here.

She wanted to eat the meal made by herself in front of her.

Shang Yuqian's cooking skills are different from anyone else.

Song Xing can tell the difference immediately after eating it.

But the man in front of him said unceremoniously, "Sorry, I've already eaten."

"Then cook me a bowl of noodles, or instant noodles."

The man was silent for a while.

His eyes fixed on Song Xingye.

Song Xing also looked at him.

Eye to eye.

Song Xing also saw the doubt and plan in his eyes.

He didn't seem to believe that there were such cheeky people in the world.

"Sorry, we don't have instant noodles either."

Song Xing also did not force himself.

This result was completely within her expectations.

Anyway, it has already moved here, and there will be plenty of time to conquer it in the future.

Song Xing also got up: "Then I'm leaving."

After finishing speaking, Song Xing turned around and left.

The man frowned again as he looked at the back of the man leaving the door.

Probably never thought how this thick-skinned woman would give up so easily.

Song Xing also left.

Chi Mu's eyes fell on the apple pie that Song Xing also made.

I was going to throw it straight in the trash.

But I don't know what kind of psychology it is, so I sat down and opened the exquisite box in front of me.

When fully opened, the air is filled with the aroma of a mixture of butter and apples.

Chi Mu cut a piece and tasted it.

I can't say how delicious it is.

Compared with those professional dessert chefs, it is really far away.

But I don't know why, but it has a special taste.

Just like how this woman feels, she is obviously a stranger, but he doesn't reject it.

the following few days.

Song Xing also came to harass the new neighbor if he had nothing to do.

Instead of bringing fresh fruit.

Just give him chocolates from fans.

But every time I would ask: "Mr. Chi, can I stay for a meal?"

Chi Mu refused every time.

Of course, Song Xing didn't force it either.

After a long time, Chi Mu seems to be used to the harassment of this actress' neighbor.

She is very busy during the day, and basically leaves very early every day.

Come back early and late at night.

But every night around nine o'clock, she would come and knock on his door.

A week passed like that.

Chi Mu gets to nine o'clock every night, no matter what he is busy with, he will habitually look at the clock on the wall.

It seemed to be waiting for the knock on the door.

When the voice sounded, he was a little annoyed, and felt that it seemed unreasonable.

But if it was really a few minutes late, he would feel inexplicably lost in his heart.

At nine o'clock, he unconsciously looked up at the wall clock on the wall.

Sure enough, there was a knock at the door on time.

Chi Mu subconsciously got up to open the door.

It was indeed Song Xingye who appeared at the door.

She came back very late today, and it seems that she hasn't returned to her house yet.

Makeup was not removed, and clothes were not changed.

He seemed to have just attended some kind of banquet today, and he was wearing a sparkling silver suspender evening dress.

The slender skirt wrapped her exquisite figure, and the long skirt dragged on the ground, like the stars flowing down from the Milky Way.

Her makeup was exquisite, and her hairstyle was pulled up high, revealing a smooth forehead.

Probably after drinking at night, there were two blushes on the side of the cheeks.

On weekdays, she looks like the little girl next door without makeup.

But now, dress up a little and shine like the brightest star in the night sky.

Song Xing also seemed to be very happy tonight, with a certain light in her eyes: "Look, what good things did I bring you, your favorite before."

Song Xingye held a delicate transparent box in his hand.

Inside the little box was a coconut milk parfait.

Song Xing also said excitedly: "Do you remember that we ate in Thailand once before, and you said it was delicious, but you have never tasted that kind of taste in China. I actually ate authentic Thai food at the dinner party today. I packed a copy for you and came back."

The man frowned, and said calmly: "Miss Song, look clearly, I'm not your deceased husband, and I don't like to eat anything coconut-flavored either."

It was like a basin of cold water poured down from the top of his head.

Chi Mu watched helplessly as the light in Song Xingye's eyes slowly went out.

She rubbed her temples with her hands: "Sorry, I drank a little too much at night."

The man didn't say anything.

Both of them stood at the door silently.

After a while, Song Xing also suddenly looked up.

"I didn't eat enough tonight, do you have any leftovers at home?"

This sentence seems to be completely expected by the man.

This woman seems to have some kind of attachment to his family's food.

Every time I come here, I have to ask this question.

Of course, Chi Mu refused every time before.

This time, he originally wanted to refuse.

But when she met those eyes, she blurted out: "Come in, I'll serve you a bowl of noodles."

Song Xing was also taken aback for a moment.

She was already prepared to be rejected.

Unexpectedly, the man really planned to cook noodles for her.

A smile appeared on Song Xingye's face.

His eyes became bright again with anticipation.

Chi Mu obviously regretted it a bit.

But the words of repentance hadn't been uttered yet, and Song Xing had already swaggered in.

Then she went directly to her sofa, closed her eyes and said, "I'm exhausted after catching up with three announcements today. I'll rest for a while and call me when the noodles are cooked."

Like a grandpa, she started to sleep with her eyes closed.

Chi Mu looked at Sheng Ying lying on the sofa, feeling a little helpless.

He took a blanket and threw it over, then walked into the kitchen.