He raised his eyes and looked at her with bright eyes. Xiang Nuan met his gaze blankly, and the fingers holding the spoon turned white.
It was as if time suddenly stopped at this moment.
He snorted coldly: "Stop putting gold on your face."
Xiang Nuan was stunned for a moment: "Huh?"
"It has nothing to do with you. When I came to see you that day, the old man went to the company for a surprise attack. He happened to find evidence of my dealings with the Ming family. Only then was the secret exposed. The old man got furious and had me deal with it."
He said it lightly.
Xiang Nuan was stunned. It turned out that this was the truth. Was she overthinking it?
"Don't think of yourself as so important. Doesn't the world still revolve around you?"
Shen Yanshi's tone was casual, he looked her over and saw that she breathed a sigh of relief quietly.
Xiang Nuan has a strong sense of guilt. He is always worried that he will drag others down, and he does not dare to ask for leave from the crew even if he has a high fever.
If she knew that this happened because of her, she would have to feel guilty and blame herself for who knows how long. He also wanted her to feel more guilty about him, so that she would not be able to avoid him.
But when he thought of how many sleepless nights and how many days of self-blame and anxiety she would have to endure because of this, he felt a little reluctant to let it go.
And he was not sure if she would immediately persuade him to go back and marry the Xie family if she knew the truth. He was afraid that she would stun him to death, so he decided not to bring trouble on himself.
When Xiang Nuan heard that this matter had nothing to do with her, she immediately became more confident and spoke louder to him: "Then what are you doing here?"
He looked at her, his dotted eyes like whirlpools: "What do you want me to do?"
Xiang Nuan seemed to be burned by his eyes and hurriedly avoided him: "If you can't get used to it, go back to the capital as soon as possible."
In fact, Xiang Nuan didn't believe that he had completely given up on himself. This was simply not something Shen Yanshi could do. If he could still talk to her so leisurely, he must have arranged a way out.
But this way out is definitely not to experience the transformation plan in Gangneung.
Shen Yan raised her lips and suddenly smiled brightly: "Who said I can't get used to living here? I'm very used to it now. I like it here so much."
Xiang Nuan suddenly felt horrified.
After dinner, Xiang Nuan and Shen Yanshi returned to the hotel.
"Give me my room card." Xiang Nuan stared at him.
Shen Yanshi glanced at her, but still handed over the room card: "Are you guarding against thieves?"
"Don't come into my room casually again!"
Xiang Nuan closed the door and went into the bathroom to take a shower.
She originally planned to take a shower as soon as she came back, but he delayed her until now, and her whole body was sticky and uncomfortable.
I entered the bathroom and took off my clothes. As soon as I turned on the shower, I heard a knock on the door outside.
She shouted: "Who is it?"
"I."
The sound of the feast.
She frowned and turned off the shower: "Is something wrong?"
"I don't have a towel."
"Go to the front desk!"
"The one outside is not clean. Bring me a new one."
She is not his mother!
But people are always vulnerable when they are naked. She took a deep breath and said, "I'll look for you after I finish taking a shower."
"Then I'll wait for you."
Xiang Nuan turned on the shower and continued taking a bath, but she couldn't enjoy it anymore. She couldn't let go when she thought that Shen Yan was still waiting for her outside.
It wasn't that she couldn't bear to have him wait, but she was worried that he would run out of patience and kick him in one after another.
He was not a patient person to begin with.
Xiang Nuancao rinsed himself off, put on clean clothes and came out.
She opened the door, and Shen Yanshi was standing outside against the wall waiting.
She frowned: "Are you so anxious?"
"What else? Are you the only one who likes to be clean?" He still felt confident.
"Then just buy a new one and that's it!"
"How can I dare to run around if I am unfamiliar with the place?"
Xiang Nuan: "..."
She really couldn't control it anymore.
She headed back toward the heater, rummaged through her suitcase, found a new bath towel, and handed it to him: "Take it."
He took a step closer to her, lowered his head and sniffed near her cheek: "Didn't you use shower gel?"
Xiang Nuan's face turned red instantly, and he took a step back: "How can I have any time while you're urging me here?"
Then he reacted and said, "You don't care if I use it or not!"
He curled his lips: "It's good not to use shower gel. It can't cover up the milky smell on your body."
Xiang Nuan's eyes widened, this stinky gangster!
"Take it away quickly!" She no longer wanted to talk to him. Dealing with him once would be so tiring that she would lose her life.
Shen Yanshi took a look and frowned: "Why is it pink?"
"Then don't use it."
Xiang Nuanshou wanted to take it back, but he grabbed the towel: "Where's the one I used last time? I like that color."
Xiang Nuan gritted his teeth. He actually had the nerve to bring up the last bath towel?
"lost."
Shen Yanshi looked at her suspiciously: "Really? You're not using it secretly, are you?"
Xiang Nuan gritted his teeth: "It's time for a feast!"
"Is there really no other color?"
The topic changes very quickly when Shen Yan is talking. He is very good at wandering around her bottom line, and can often lead her astray when she is about to explode.
"This is the only one, use it if you like."
He raised his eyebrows, and sure enough, her memory was not very good, and she did not hold grudges easily during quarrels. As soon as he changed the topic, she forgot about what she was about to get angry about.
"Okay." He accepted it reluctantly.
Xiang Nuanshou closed the door with a bang.
He touched his nose and said, "This temper is getting worse day by day."
Xiang Nuan took a deep breath and finally calmed down. He lay on the bed and started to recite the script.
Unexpectedly, less than ten minutes later, there was a knock on the door again.
"Who?"
"I."
It was still the time of Shen Yan.
Xiang Nuanmei's heart skipped a beat: "What's wrong with you?"
"No toothpaste."
“There are free ones in the hotel, and they’re new!”
"It's too low-quality and I can't get used to it."
"Then neither did I!"
"You do. I saw it in your bathroom last time. You used the toothpaste you brought yourself."
Xiang Nuan: "..."
She opened the door with a dark face, put the toothpaste into his hand, and then closed the door.
Ten minutes later, he came again.
"Are you done with the feast?" She opened the door, unable to bear it anymore.
He looked at her: "Are you impatient with me now?"
His eyes darkened: "Now that I have been kicked out, I have nowhere to go. I am in a foreign land, and I am not familiar with the place. At least we have met, and I don't expect you to help me. I just want to borrow something." Show your face to me."
He looked at her with a ghostly look, as if he was condemning a young cabbage who had lost her conscience.
Xiang Nuan's heart froze, and he suddenly felt as if he had committed a heinous crime.
Her conscience was almost broken into pieces.
She gritted her teeth: "What else do you want to borrow?"
"hair dryer."
She opened the door first and said, "Go to the bathroom and get it yourself."
Shen Yanshi raised his eyebrows and strolled into her room leisurely: "So I said it would be nice to leave the room card with me. It is convenient and saves trouble. Do you think what is going on now will bother you?"
Xiang Nuan forced a smile and said, "Don't bother me."
Xiang Nuan never closed the door again.
When Chen Yanshi entered her room, he felt more comfortable than entering his own home, and he didn't regard himself as an outsider at all.
Xiang Nuan didn't have time to waste time with him, so he concentrated on memorizing his lines.
When Shen Yan came out of the bathroom, he saw her sitting quietly on the bed and reading the script intently.
Wearing ordinary short-sleeved shorts, she sat cross-legged on the bed. Her slender legs were tied into a low bun, and her head was lowered just enough to expose her white neck, making people want to taste it.
There was a lump in his throat. What he had tasted and remembered her taste was milky and milky.
Want to try it again.
