Chapter 213: Is it impetuous or emotional?

The atmosphere of the bar is high and stimulating, and there is a lonely and ambiguous atmosphere everywhere. The gorgeous lights flash constantly, and the ears are deafening.
On the deck, Wen Bin and others were a little intoxicated, only Ji Jinchuan was sober, and the pair of savvy and deep eyes was a bit confused at the moment under the flashing lights.
These days, not only him, but even Xiao Cheng was aware of his impetuous mood. The impetuous feeling was only returned to the hotel every night to see the dark room.
Since the first night, every time he returned to the hotel, he was faced with a dark room, and there was always a meal prepared by the woman in the kitchen incubator.
After four or five days, the impetuousness turned into a loss, as if the heart was hollowed out.
He anxiously sipped out the wine in the glass, got up and took the coat next to him: "You play, I will go first."
After shouting to Wen Bin and others behind him, he walked outside the bar, and Xiao Cheng quickly followed him back to the hotel. He opened the door of the suite, and the light in the living room was actually on.
He froze for a moment, then pushed the door in, almost subconsciously looking for the figure, the large living room was empty, and the needle was audible quietly.
He entered the room, his heart pounding abruptly, and walked to the sofa, but there was no woman on it. The jumping heart seemed to be dead and calmed down in an instant. The sense of loss in his heart was so obvious. .
"You're back?"
He turned back suddenly. At the door of the kitchen, Shen Youran was wearing a bean paste dress, holding a bowl of fried noodles in his hand, and steaming hot mist. It seemed that he just came out of the pan.
His eyes were dark, and Shen Youran had some hair. She licked her lips: "I... I didn't have enough dinner, so I came up and cooked something."
Ji Jinchuan looked at her momentarily, and the heart that had been quiet just now seemed to beat again fiercely after hearing her voice.
Seeing him keep silent, she was embarrassed: "Your supper is in the incubator."
Ji Jinchuan's face was lightly converging, his eyes lightly "huh", he took off his coat and threw it on the sofa, pulling his tie loose.
Shen Youran carried the fried noodles into the kitchen, took out the food in the incubator, left the kitchen and placed it on the dining room table, and then returned to the kitchen. When he picked up the fried noodles, she hesitated. God's attitude towards her was very indifferent, she also reflected on herself, and did not provoke her.
Ji Jinchuan's overcast and unclear, she was not sure about it. Since he didn't want to see her, she didn't need to post it to be suspicious.
But if he hides in the kitchen and eats, as if he is afraid of him, besides, he has done nothing wrong.
So, she went into the living room with noodles, found an entertainment program, and watched TV while eating.
Ji Jinchuan took off his watch, unbuttoned two cufflinks, rolled up a small piece of sleeves, pulled out the dining chair and sat down to eat, but Yu Guang glanced at the woman in the living room.
Her hair always slipped down from the right, hindering her from eating, and she passed behind her ears, revealing a white and round earlobe and a small part of the snow-white neck.
She giggled when she saw the interesting part. Since she was facing him, he could only see the soft curvature of her side face and the corner of her mouth.
Jiangcheng's most famous squid is smooth and tender, and has few thorns. Tonight she made braised fish, but he tasted it tasteless.
I don't know why, but she was even more irritable except for the slightest excitement at the beginning.