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Chapter 475 I Can't Leave You Just Like You Can't Leave Me

After taking a few mouthfuls, she also laughed, "Yeah, it's okay, I didn't expect that it would still taste good with a little salt."

"It turns out that Nan Shao, who is omnipotent, still can't do without me."

Qin Yan said with a smile while eating.

In fact, what she meant was that Nan Shao's dishes are seasoned even if they are not eaten without salt, and it is because she adds salt to enhance the taste.

However, this sentence changed in Nan Sichen's ears. He looked at Qin Yan with deep eyes and said, "I can't live without you, just like you can't live without me."

Qin Yan coughed violently when she heard these words, Nan Sichen hurriedly handed her the cup and asked her to take a sip of water, Qin Yan was in a hurry, picked up the cup and took a big gulp.

When she finished drinking and calmed down to look at it, she realized that this cup belonged to Nan Sichen, the one he was holding in his hand when she first came in.

Shocked again, she continued to cough.

"I can't drink water anymore." Nan Sichen patted her on the back helplessly.

It took a while for Qin Yan to calm down, but she wondered if her Chinese was not very good, why did she feel that she couldn't understand what Nan Sichen said just now?
She glanced at Nan Sichen and continued to eat with her head down.

It's strange to say that the dishes that usually look good and taste much better than today's dishes, the two of them can't eat a few mouthfuls, but today, this kind of dishes that don't look good and taste unsatisfactory , The two of them actually had nothing left to eat, even the last piece of eggplant on the plate, both of them stretched out their chopsticks to pick it up.

Seeing Nan Sichen stretching out his chopsticks, Qin Yan quickly put them into his mouth, then looked at Nan Sichen proudly, and smiled.

Nan Sichen gracefully put down his chopsticks, still so noble and indifferent, as if he wasn't the one who grabbed the food from her just now.

Qin Yan wiped her mouth indiscriminately, put away the plates and bowls one by one, she carried the plates to the kitchen first, Nan Sichen looked at her, and brought the rest of the bowls.

"Okay, put it down, I'll wash it." Qin Yan rolled up his sleeves, and when he was about to do a big job, Nan Sichen pointed to a machine next to him and said, "There's a dishwasher over there."

Qin Yan glanced at the dishwasher, then frowned and said, "I really don't know how to enjoy life. Washing dishes is also a kind of enjoyment, do you understand? Do you understand?"

Nan Sichen raised his eyebrows and didn't speak. Qin Yan put all the dishes into the sink, poured dish soap on them, took a rag, and slowly washed them one by one.

Nan Sichen leaned against the door frame of the kitchen, silently watching all Qin Yan's movements.

In fact, watching Qin Yan wash the dishes is also a kind of enjoyment.

From childhood to adulthood, he basically didn't enjoy any fun in life.

Someone will always whisper to him in his ear: "You are the only heir of the Nan family, and everything you do must represent the Nan family, so you must be noble, you must be elegant, you must be indifferent, and you must be ruthless." ..."

There are so many musts, but none of them are what he wants, or likes.

Therefore, he never knows what he likes and wants.

Except Qin Yan.

From the moment this woman came into his sight, he knew that she was what he liked and wanted.

No, not liking, but love, deep love.

He remembered the first time he met her. At that time, she said that she wanted to be friends with him, but he refused decisively. He remembered that she opened a pair of big ignorant eyes, which were full of tears.

(End of this chapter)