If you make the words clear, there is no need to stay any longer.

Li Xiaomei smiled at her and said that she was tired of walking, so she went back first.

On the way, Mo Cong observed Li Xiaomei's expression several times, and reported to Wu Yan after he got home.

When Wu Yan came back in the evening, Li Xiaomei looked at her dinner calmly and greeted him: "Let's eat together. Zhang Ma stewed old duck soup and put a lot of ingredients, and it was almost like duck soup hotpot."

Wu Yan went to wash his hands and sat opposite her. Zhang's mother handed him the bowls and chopsticks. He first served a bowl of soup and took a few sips, and looked at Li Xiaomei quietly.

"How was it going to the Botanical Garden today? I heard that the technicians there raised an orchid worth five million. Have you taken a photo?"

Li Xiaomei shook her head, took the duck blood in the soup pot, ate and drank quietly, and then said, "You are not a person who talks a lot, and you don't care about flowers and plants, so don't force yourself to find topics."

Wu Yan paused and looked up at her.

Is it too obvious?

Li Xiaomei continued to say indifferently: "I know you contacted Tong Yexin and wanted her to accompany me and let me relieve myself. I can adjust myself, don't worry."

To prove it, she nodded vigorously and took another bowl of soup to drink.

This is the most edible amount she ate since Li Wanchong passed away. She just couldn't eat it at first sight. She ate it hard several times with her neck stammered.

Wu Yan couldn't stand it, so he stood up halfway and pressed her bowl: "Don't force it when you're full, and have a midnight snack when you're hungry at night."

Li Xiaomei pursed her lips and nodded: "Then I'll eat with you."

Wu Yan looked at her, and she picked up the chopsticks and picked up a lot of vegetables into his bowl. Wu Yan had finished eating, and there was no leaf left.

After dinner, Li Xiaomei went to watch TV, and Wu Yan went to cut some fruits out.

But when he put down the fruit plate, he suddenly said, "I suddenly want to eat fruit cake. Are you interested in making it?"

Li Xiaomei looked at him and pondered for a few seconds: "Make you a summer black cake."

She always felt that Wu Yan was like Xia Hei, always pretending to be a bad person, and she thought that he was cold and hard and difficult to get close to. In fact, he was just a sweet fruit.

After the cake was formed, she took a photo and posted it on her Moments with the caption: Delicious summer black cake.

When the photos were posted, everyone thought that Li Xiaomei had suffered the pain of bereavement and had returned to the sunshine and cheerfulness.

A sharp-eyed friend asked below: Who is the man in a white shirt?

Another comment below: The waist is thin and the hands are beautiful.

The third comment: Please give a photo of your face.

Li Xiaomei turned her phone to Wu Yan and said sly: "Do you want to put a photo?"

The phone was almost hit Wu Yan's face.

Wu Yan's face is really a little dark now.

But after a while, another newcomer came in to comment: I have a friend here, and I also want to see who it is.

When Li Xiaomei took back her phone, she saw this new one, which was made by Si Che.

But she didn't reply to any of the above comments, just hanging those people.

"Don't worry, I won't let them see." Li Xiaomei fiddled with the cake and turned around and found a birthday candle, but no one celebrated his birthday today.

The candle is pinching in the hand, and it looks redundant.

Wu Yan lowered his eyes and glanced at her, pulled out a candle from her hand and inserted it on the cake, lit it.

"Today is Xiaomi's birthday."

"Who is Xiaomi?" Li Xiaomei looked at the candle and asked curiously.

Wu Yan: "I made it up casually."

Li Xiaomei: "..."

But this candlelight is so beautiful. The orange light shines the cream warmly, and the dark grape skin reflects the same as the elf.

Li Xiaomei smiled and looked back at Wu Yan: "We're blowing it out together?"

Wu Yan: "Don't you take photos?"

"Photo?"

"shoot."

Li Xiaomei took another photo and posted it on WeChat Moments: Xiaomi.

...

Huancheng.

Dai Guanyan stood at the door. This time, he heard Qiao Zijun get angry with Jimmy at close range.

He pushed the door and looked at Qiao Zijun with a blank expression.

When Jimmy saw him, she rushed over with her short legs and grabbed his pants and called Uncle.

Dai Guanyan picked up the child and looked at Qiao Zijun: "Why are you scolding him again?"

Qiao Zijun looked at him in surprise: "Watch the banquet, why are you... why are you back? I thought you will have a few more days."

Dai Guanyan didn't say anything, and pushed the suitcase at the door in. Qiao Zijun hurried over to help him get his luggage, and picked up Jimmy again and asked him to rest.

Standing on the steps, Song Tianye held his cell phone in his hand and looked at the excitement below.

Dai Guanyan rejected Qiao Zijun's enthusiasm and went back to the room to close the door. Qiao Zijun was a little confused and looked up at Song Tianye: "Have he told you about the flight?"

Song Tianye climbed down the stairs and said, "No."

"I think his face is not very good." Qiao Zijun blamed himself, "After all, Mrs. Dai is still in the mourning period. For my sake, let him separate from her..."

Song Tianye poured a glass of water. After hearing Qiao Zijun say this, he glanced at her for a little more and frowned slightly. He felt that there was something strange and he couldn't say it.

He said, "I'll go see him."

As he said that, he brought the water cup into Dai Guanyan's room.

In the room, Dai Guanyan was packing his suitcase. Song Tianye glanced at the box. There were not many things, but he was packing it seriously.

Song Tianye sat at the end of the bed, holding the water cup with one hand, and supporting the other hand on the quilt: "I thought you would have to wait at least a month before you would come back."

Dai Guanyan saw him sitting on his bed, walked over with a T-shirt, and kicked Song Tianye's toe: "Get up."

His face was dark and there were signs of anger, which seemed to be unhappy.

Song Tianye frowned, stood up cursingly, and moved to the sofa a few steps away: "You are not a wedding bed, so you won't be able to sit there."

Dai Guanyan ignored him, hung up his last piece of clothing, closed his suitcase, and stuffed it into the top compartment.

Song Tianye took out his cell phone and saw Li Xiaomei's circle of friends posting, and was very excited.

Didn’t my old father just died and just made cakes with other men, and Xiaomi?

Which honey?

He glanced at Dai Guanyan: "Hey, has Li Xiaomei been looking for someone else?"

He glanced at someone's head and smiled with his lips curled.

Dai Guanyan walked over and took his cell phone over. A parabola passed through the air. With a thud, the cell phone was accurately thrown into the trash can.

Song Tianye was almost choked by the water, wiped it in a hurry, and ran over to pick up his phone.

"You have something wrong?"

Looking back at Dai Guanyan, he saw him sitting expressionlessly.

Song Tianye stuffed his cell phone into his trouser pocket and sat down next to him: "I'm really so bad?"

Dai Guanyan arrived in Huancheng yesterday, but after arriving, she did not come to this small villa immediately, but stayed at her own house for one night.

Although the person is outside, his mind is still in the south city.

Li Xiaomei hasn't posted on Moments for a long time, but once she posted it, she posted such a photo.

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