see my bamboo horse again

Zhao Jiayi pouted, "Would it be bad for me to eat your food? How much is this? Or I'll give you money..."

He didn't dare to continue, because Wen Yan's movements stopped, and there was no emotion on his face, but he somehow felt that Wen Yan was angry.

What kind of anger is this?Zhao Jiayi muttered to himself.

Wen Yan looked up at him calmly, "Have you never eaten before?"

"Have eaten...then calculate how much it was before, and I'll give it to you together?"

Wen Yan: "..."

Wen Yan opened the lunch box without saying a word, and started eating with chopsticks.

Zhao Jiayi didn't know what he meant, and just wanted to speak again, but the man opposite threw two cold words.

"Have a meal."

"But……"

"It's going to be cold." The man's voice became colder and colder.

"Oh." Zhao Jiayi had no choice but to take out his chopsticks and finish eating first.

A bitter arc curled up at the corner of Wen Yan's lips. He was obviously stupid, but he was more thoughtful than anyone else at this time.

Zhao Jiayi ate seriously, and the cold touch passed by the corner of his lips.

Zhao Jiayi stared at Wen Yan with wide eyes, Wen Yan had already withdrawn his hand, and said calmly, "There are grains of rice at the corner of my mouth."

Zhao Jiayi touched the corner of his mouth subconsciously, looking a little embarrassed.

Wen Yan raised his lips, "It's gone now."

Zhao Jiayi stared at him, hiding his embarrassment, "Just tell me no, what are you doing?"

Wen Yan twitched the corner of his mouth, "Sorry, I'm too late."

Zhao Jiayi couldn't say anything, and stared at him fiercely, "Eat!"

"Okay." The man's eyes curled up.

After eating for a while, Zhao Jiayi suddenly remembered something and asked, "By the way, has the captain eaten?"

"Don't worry, he ordered too."

Zhao Jiayi nodded and continued to grill the rice.

After dinner, Wen Yan took the initiative to pack the lunch box, and Zhao Jiayi followed behind him, "Well, how much is the total, do the math, and I'll give it to you together."

Wen Yan's mood immediately turned negative after he got better, and he turned around abruptly, "What do you think we are related to?"

Zhao Jiayi was stunned for a moment, and said falteringly: "Partner, brother."

Although Wen Yan was not very satisfied with this answer, but this time is enough, he looked at him quietly, "So, you are so polite and alienated from me, because you want to be a stranger with me?"

Zhao Jiayi anxiously denied, "That's not what I mean... I just think it's too bad for me to eat your food all the time... Hey, anyway, I don't treat you as a stranger..."

Wen Yan was in a better mood, but it didn't show on his face, "But that's what you showed. If you hate me so much, I won't bother you."

The last sentence he said was a bit sad, which made Zhao Jiayi inexplicably irritable.

Although Wen Yan said this with the intention of seeking benefits for himself, in fact, it was also his sincere words.

If Zhao Jiayi hated him, he wouldn't cling to him smugly, and wouldn't make him feel troubled.

Zhao Jiayi frowned, "Then I won't pay you back, and I'll treat you to dinner later, right?"

Wen Yan finally smiled, "Well, okay, you said it."

Zhao Jiayi felt something was wrong, but couldn't say it, "I said so."

In another dormitory, Lin Xing was having a video call with Huo Jingchi.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

Lin Xing quickly said to the person on the other end of the video: "That's it, someone is looking for me, and I'll tell you later tonight, I'm dead."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for the person on the other end of the video to respond, Lin Xing hung up the phone in a hurry.

Huo Jingchi, who was directly hung up on the video, raised his lips helplessly.