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"Ah..." Bie Xu didn't know what to say, and could only sigh unconsciously.Not only is it not comforting, but in a quiet space, this drawn-out tone is particularly annoying.

He touched the chopsticks at hand, picked them up and put them down, and knocked against the edge of the bowl, making a rhythmic collision sound.

Bie Xu suddenly realized the noise of this voice, and quickly let go, and was thrown off the table with his chopsticks, and rolled to Wen Er's feet.

On the contrary, Wen Er came back to his senses first, and smiled with the corners of his mouth: "You make me uncomfortable like this."

Bie Xu didn't reply, still in a daze.

Wen Er sighed, and said seriously: "My parents have been away for a few years, I'm really fine, I'm used to it."

"Mm...hm." Bie Xu moved his voice, hummed a few times before he adjusted to his consistent voice.

He hasn't lost his temper like this in a long time.

It was not the first time he had seen life and death parting, but Bie Xu felt that this kind of thing happened to Wen Er and he said it calmly, but he felt very unacceptable.

Moreover, he was the one who made all kinds of temptations and provoked this topic.

Seeing him in a daze, Wen Er seemed indifferent.

After such a short while, he has quickly put away the confusion and bewilderment that he had inadvertently revealed, and instead turned his head to comfort Bie Xu: "We are living a good life now."

"Yes, very good." Bie Xu repeated, emphasizing viciously, as if he wanted to prove something.

Wen Er picked up the chopsticks on the ground, stacked the bowls on the table together, cleaned up the table neatly, and threw all the dirty bowls and chopsticks into the sink.

After going back and forth between the kitchen and the dining room two or three times, Wen Er squeezed a few drops of dishwashing liquid, looked back while pouring the water, and Bie Xu was still frozen in place.

Wen Er stared at his back for a while, then came back to his senses, and raised his voice to say hello: "Don't sit still, come and wash the dishes."

It was only then that Bie Xu reacted, finally packed up his emotions, and walked over slowly.

The eldest young master has never done anything like washing dishes.

Absent-mindedly, with a slip of the hand, a bowl fell into the sink, splashing a large amount of water and foam.

Wen Er hurriedly took out the bowl, and saw that there was a hole in the originally smooth edge of the bowl.

He was very distressed.This bowl was bought by him in the old market. It is a set of smoky blue, very delicate.Every time he posts a video, as long as this set of tableware is in the picture, someone will use the barrage to ask for a link.

Bie Xu was splashed all over, and even had a lump of foam on his face.Unexpectedly, Wen Er didn't care at all, instead he hugged a pile of dead objects and sighed, leaving him aside, holding his hands that had nowhere to rest, which was very embarrassing.

After being interrupted like this, the atmosphere eased a lot.

Wen Er squeezed Bie Xu away, took the dishcloths, cleaned them one by one and put them away neatly, and sighed: "I'll do it myself."

Bie Xu was not convinced, wanted to intervene, but really couldn't.

The foam on his hands hadn't been washed off yet, so he could only stand aside with his hands held flat, and he was given a good housework lesson.

Wen Er tidied everything up, turned his head, and saw Bie Xu standing innocently beside him, which was very funny.

He is like a kindergarten teacher, earnestly instructing children: "Come on, wash your hands first."

When everything is done, it will be less than 08:30.

Wen Er set off to pick up Wen Ya at ten o'clock, and in the middle of an hour or so, he decided to cut the video and send it out.

After Bie Xu finished his meal, there was really no reason to stay here, not to mention that Wen Er had something to do.

But the master didn't ask him to leave, so Bie Xu tacitly accepted that he was invited to stay.He dawdled and sat back at the small table, quietly watching Wen Er busy.

Wen Er didn't raise his head: "Aren't you going back?"

I'm really afraid of something.Bie Xu replied calmly: "It's fine to go back to the hotel, it's very comfortable to stay here with you."

Wen Er nodded and didn't say much.

He played several videos back and forth several times, picking up the gaps in the background sound, and suddenly thought of something, raised his head and followed his generation and said: "There are still snacks in the kitchen cabinet, if you are hungry, go and eat them. "

Don't look at him fascinated, but said "um" in his head, and after a few seconds, he figured out what Wen Er meant, got up and walked to the kitchen.

Wen Er secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and stared at such fiery eyes, he didn't know how to put his hands and feet for a while.

I don't know which lucky girl can receive such affectionate eyes every day.Thinking of the quick glance just now, he is a big man, and he has goose bumps all over his body.

Bie Xu didn't know how many wonderful inner dramas Wen Er had missed when he came back with a pack of biscuits.

Not to mention that he is still the sweetheart of the person in front of him. He has already thought of the distant future and is planning to match him with Lalang.

Not long after eating, the two of them couldn't possibly be hungry, but Bie Xu really had nothing to do.

Although he could stare at Wen Er all day, with the experience just now, Bie Xu was very sure that if he really did that, Wen Er would label him a psychopath sooner or later.

Bie Xuzai looked at the whole kitchen carefully, looking at all the equipment, only the coffee machine, which he could barely operate.

He got up and began to rummage through the box, found two cups, and found half a pack of coffee beans, gearing up, wanting to show his skills.

Except for watching Bie Xu walk into the kitchen at the beginning, Wen Er didn't raise his head the whole time, allowing him to jingle and make noises, giving him enough trust.

After tossing and tossing for a long time, Bie Xu finally made two cups of coffee and wanted to make a beautiful latte art, but it was a mess.

Wen Er looked at the NPC at night, and handed himself a cup of coffee triumphantly, really dumbfounded.

"Are you going to sleep tonight?"

Bie Xu took a sip first, avoiding Wen Er's doubts, and recommended with shining eyes: "It tastes very good."

Wen Er had no choice but to taste it face-saving, and nodded slightly perfunctorily, as an affirmation.

Bie Xu didn't know which switch was pressed, and couldn't stop at first.

First, he took all the books on the booth, read all the corner articles, glanced at Wen Er from time to time, and muttered something.Not long after, he put the books back again, and changed three different arrangements in a row, like building blocks, almost building a pyramid.Seeing that Wen Er was still busy with his own affairs indifferently, he returned to his seat, opened the biscuit, passed it to Wen Er's mouth after eating, opened his mouth wide, and dubbed childishly: "Ah——"

Wen Er let him toss, and took the trouble to refuse the biscuits he fed to his mouth. He was so disturbed that he even drank the whole cup of coffee.

Finally finished cutting the video, adding subtitles, and uploading, I took a breath.

"You must have been skinny when you were young." Wen Er helplessly looked at Bie Xu acting like a demon.

"You must have been gentle since you were a child." Bie Xu held his chin and looked back with blinking eyes.

It's both cute and unharmonious.

Wen Er couldn't bear this kind of eye attack, and was the first to lose.

Bie Xu would continue to be nauseous persistently, blinking his eyes quickly until he felt dizzy and lack of oxygen in his brain.

Wen Er drew lines back and forth on the table with his fingers, and suddenly spoke in a very quiet tone.

"Do you know why this place is called Wen Gu?"

Be Xuchai is related to Wen Er's parents.But at this time, his dual business continued to be online, and he didn't speak, waiting for Wen Er to confide slowly.

"This is a combination of my parents' names. Wen Wen and Yang Xingu, together they are Wen Gu."

"The names of uncles and aunts are all beautiful, and they are also very beautiful together."

"That's right." A nostalgic smile appeared on Wen Er's face, "I used to think they were lazy and gentle. It would be easier to name my sister and me."

Bie Xu followed suit with a smile, and then said sincerely: "You are exactly what they expected, a modest gentleman, elegant and dignified."

"Thank you for the compliment." Wen Er did not know how many times he said this to Bie Xu, and every time, he felt the warmth from the bottom of his heart.

He withdrew his hand from the table, took a deep breath, and summed it up generally: "They are very loving, they walked hand in hand, and they were very happy there. Wen Ya and I have inherited the fruit of their love. Every time we come here, we feel like back into their arms."

"So," Wen Er's eyes hid a warm light, "you don't have to worry about hurting me. On the contrary, I became very strong because of it."

Bie Xu didn't expect him to go around in such a big circle, and in the end it was to comfort himself.

Shocked, he walked up to Wen Er, hugged him, and whispered in his ear: "I know you're doing well, and it's not miserable at all, but I just love you paranoidly."

Bie Xu swore, word by word, solemnly and sincerely: "I want you to live a better life."

The two hugged each other, although it was a pure and restrained contact, but there was an ambiguous atmosphere around them.

Wen Er was always puzzled at times like this, even though he was very touched, he still gently pushed away the other threads, and chattered in a disconcerting way: "You are really good at teasing little girls with your skill."

Bie Xu gritted his teeth, wishing he could pierce his villain in his heart, after thinking about it, he still couldn't bear it, even thinking about it in his heart.

He wanted to cry without tears. Whoever wants to tease a little girl, I just want to tease you.

Wen Er continued to destroy the atmosphere: "No, I have to be optimistic about Wen Ya and tell her to beware of sweet words. These are all men's tricks."

The beautiful atmosphere finally dissipated completely, and Bie Xu glanced at him, complaining endlessly: "It's all a routine, so how can I use it on you."

"Look at me poorly." Wen Er replied casually, seeing Bie Xu frowned instantly, then changed his tone and joked casually, "Or he likes me."

Wen Er's "like" is very simple, it doesn't involve love, but just chooses the most fluent one among similar words such as caring, caring, and caring.Even if it is deliberate, it is just to achieve the effect of ridicule.

Although he is not good at communicating with strangers, once he gets to know him well, he has no taboos in speaking.

Bie Xu knew that Wen Er had no other intentions, but the moment he heard it, his heartbeat was delayed by a second.

"It's because I like you." Bie Xu nodded and admitted, and said tensely.

While trying to keep himself calm and let it go like a joke, he poured all his seriousness into it, and only hoped that the person he liked could hear the clue.

It's a pity that Wen Er really didn't have this string, and when he heard this, he narrowed his eyes and smiled, and the "like" turned the page.

Bie Xu didn't know whether to be grateful at this moment, or feel lost.

He cheered up and continued talking and laughing with Wen Er, but he knew that something had quietly changed.

If it is said that you can fall in love at a glance at a glance, and fall in love when you follow the trace.This night, he really tasted the taste of putting people on top of his heart.

The faster the heartbeat, the more worried that the other party would not be able to withstand the bumps, the warmer the heart, and worried that he was afraid of such enthusiasm.

I had no choice but to take it easy, neither arrogant nor impatient, and felt that if I followed the rules like this, I was afraid that I would not be able to catch up with the moment when his heart was moving.

Bie Xu no longer knows what to do.

His heart has long been out of his control, but the person who lives in his heart has been reluctant to accept it for a long time, and is still standing by, talking to him politely about the romance elsewhere, not knowing that this place is about to turn into a severe cold.

Compared with the bitterness of "unable to ask for", what is more tormenting is "unable to say".

It is such a difficult thing for two hearts to be happy.