Chapter 187 Unscrupulous 2
"Jane..." He hugged her subconsciously, and the phone fell to the ground with a bang.

Jian Qingyin put her hands around his thin waist, pressed her face tightly against his broad chest, then, with her eyes closed, she murmured, "I want to eat the tomato egg noodles you made, is that okay? "

There is an undercurrent in Ji Weiran's eyes.

"Okay." His voice was slightly hoarse, "I'm going out to buy noodles."

As he said this, he didn't let go of her.

Jian Qingyin finally realized her abruptness, so she let him go, stepped back a few steps, her cheeks were bright red.

Ji Weiran looked at her with a smile, "Wait for me, I'll be right back."

"En." She nodded, and he took the key again and went out.

10 minutes later, he came back.Carrying a bag of vegetables, there is a box of eggs, a few tomatoes, a handful of shallots, a few garlics, a handful of green vegetables, and a handful of dried noodles.She knew that he must have bought it in the supermarket in the neighborhood, otherwise he would not have come back so soon.

"Sorry," he said, "It's too late, there are no hand-rolled noodles, so let's make do with dried noodles."

She nodded, "Okay."

He smiled at her, "You watch TV for a while, and I'll call you when the noodles are ready." Then he went into the kitchen with the things he bought.

Jian Qingyin sat silently on the sofa, but her eyes turned to the kitchen involuntarily.

The first time she walked into this house with him, the first meal she ate was tomato egg noodles made by him.The taste of that meal, she thought, she will never forget in her life.After that, they were together for three years, and she basically cooked.Like most men in the world, he is not very good at cooking, and the only thing he can cook is this tomato and egg noodles.But in Jian Qingyin's heart, this is the most delicious food in the world.

The man is busy in the kitchen, beating eggs, cutting tomatoes, shallots, washing vegetables, and chopping garlic, a series of actions are done in one go.The water in the pot boiled, and it was steaming. The man put the noodles in a calm manner, and unscrewed the other stove with one hand.

His back is slender, his sleeves are rolled up high, and the black shirt he wears has an innumerable luxury and elegance.She was just staring at his back in a daze, seeing his flowing movements in the kitchen, and suddenly couldn't control her emotions anymore, walked over quietly, and gently embraced him from behind. .

The man's body froze, and the action of pouring oil into the pot stopped in mid-air.

Jian Qingyin didn't speak, just hugged him so tightly, as if he would disappear in front of her eyes as soon as she let go.

Ji Weiran's heart was tumbling.He took a deep breath, turned off the stove suddenly, turned around quickly, and kissed her fiercely...

It took a long time before he let her go, and then, without saying a word, he walked into the kitchen and continued to light the fire, below.

The noodles were ready quickly, and he brought them to her.

"Eat." He said lightly, without looking at her again.

She knew that she had broken his heart.She never wanted to hurt anyone, but she had to hurt him anyway.She was very guilty, but she had no choice but to do so.Otherwise, if the two continue to get involved, in the end, they will only get hurt more and more.

He buried his head in eating the noodles and didn't say another word.

The atmosphere was silent, the noodles were still delicious, but she had no appetite, she picked up the noodles one by one, her expression was in a daze, the corners of her eyes and brows were full of indescribable sadness.

Ji Weiran no longer has the mind to eat noodles.He pushed the bowl away and went straight upstairs.

Jian Qingyin knew that he was angry.She left for no reason and was still with other men without a reasonable explanation. If it were her, she would be angry too.He has endured until now, just waiting for her to explain, but how should she say it?You can't just say, "Ji Weiran, I'm in love with another man, shall we break up?" It would hurt his heart so much.

Jian Qingyin felt very sad, very sad.She forced herself to eat a few mouthfuls of noodles, and a nauseating feeling rushed up her throat. She couldn't bear it any longer, and rushed to the bathroom, lying on the toilet and vomited.

After vomiting, her tears also came down.

At the stairs on the second floor, the man stood there with a stern face. Hearing the movement from the bathroom, his face became extremely ugly.

Because of the return of her old love, is she so impatient to draw a line with him?Don't even want to eat the noodles he made by himself?Even after taking an extra bite, I was so disgusted that I vomited it out?

Jian Qingyin, you heartless, ruthless and ruthless woman, you are really ruthless.

His eyes were gloomy as if they were about to drip water.

Unable to bear the anger in his heart anymore, he took the key, slammed the door and left.

Jian Qingyin heard the sound of him slamming the door, and knew that he had gone out, her legs softened, and she fell to the ground like that.This earth-shattering vomit vomited up all her appetite, and almost even vomited jaundice.She was so uncomfortable that she wanted to die, but none of these could compare to the pain in her heart.

She curled up and sat on the cold floor with her knees hugged, tears streaming down her face silently.

(End of this chapter)

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