Chapter 861: Big president, little actor 35

But it didn't seem to be her.
Yan Yuchuan asked herself, but she was just a small artist. Why did she come to H City herself after seeing her and Qi Qingli's gossip?
When I was eating together before, I didn't care too much about her ...
However, during the period between eating and seeing the scandal, an unknown emotion was secretly fermenting in my heart.
Seeing hot searches is just a trigger.
A trigger that gave him an excuse to find Anxia.
and so……
Is he in love with Anxia?
Once this idea came out, Yan Yuchuan was a bit surprised.
Does he like Anxia?
He always thought it was not easy to like someone, but did not expect it would be such an easy task?
Do you really like it?
For the first time, Yan Yuchuan had strange feelings for girls. He was a little helpless, but he would not show the slightest signs on his face.
He couldn't tell whether he liked it or not.
Then get along for a while.
He thought so.
That's why this week's "cohabitation" life.
Thinking about it, the hour passed without knowing it.
"Mr. Yan, if you're not busy, can you come and take your hands? Take all these dishes out." Xi Yan's voice came from the kitchen.
"Oh, here it is." Yan Yuchuan was suddenly flustered when he suddenly heard Xi's voice.
The laptop on my lap almost didn't fall to the ground.
But it doesn't matter if it falls to the ground, a soft blanket is spread on the floor of the living room.
Yan Yuchuan went to the kitchen and brought out a plate of delicious dishes.
"Do you want to drink?" He asked.
Although it is Chinese food, due to his habits, he still prefers to drink wine such as red wine.
"I don't drink, I want to drink fruit juice." Xi Yan came out of the kitchen with two bowls of rice in his hand at the end.
Yan Yuchuan came to the cabinet and took two goblets, and took out a bottle of red wine.
Xi Xi put down his rice bowl and took out the orange juice he bought from the refrigerator.
"If you like fruit juice, you can buy a juicer." Yan Yuchuan said looking at the 100% pure orange juice in Xi Yan's hands. "That would be 100% pure orange juice."
"But it's troublesome, don't you think? I'm tired of cooking and I need to make juice.
Forget it, I might as well buy it myself.
And even if I have time, I have to buy the juicer myself, which costs a lot. "
Xi Yan sat down, unscrewed the lid, and took a big sip.
Yan Yuchuan also sat down.
"Are you short of money?" He asked calmly.
"Things like money, of course, the more, the better." Xi Xi clipped chopsticks and vegetables, chewed with interest, "Maybe when I get to the point where you are, I think I don't lack money."
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With a crisp sound, Yan Yuchuan opened the red wine.
"Are you going?" He asked Xi Yan holding a red wine bottle.
"No need, you drink." Xi Yan shook his head.
She didn't really want to drink until she had to do so.
The orange juice is still delicious, sweet and sour.
During the meal, neither of them spoke.
Yan Yuchuan thought to herself, since Anxia was so tired, would she still come to cook every day?
Otherwise, ask an aunt?
But he quickly rejected the idea.
Because the meals Xi Xi made were so delicious.
Even if he does not eat Chinese food often, he likes this taste very much.