Chapter 115

Shu Ran is like a hedgehog standing there, ready to take precautions at any time.

She is waiting for him to continue to be accountable.

"Why don't you live here?"

Xi Jincheng seems to have forgotten the unhappiness that happened at the door just now.

He went to the living room, bent down, took out a handkerchief from his pocket and rubbed it gently from the sofa.

Not bad, no obvious dust.

"Because it's not necessary." Shu ran looked at his classic clean addict will have some action, eyebrow slightly pick pick, men or slovenly better, as long as it is not the same degree of mouse nest, better than Xi Jincheng.

He walked over, took the handkerchief in his hand, half squatted in front of the sofa, quietly wiped the sofa with his handkerchief, carefully and repeatedly.

Xi Jincheng stood on one side, picking eyebrows and looking at her movements, his lips moved slightly.

After cleaning, Shu ran stood up: "OK, you can sit down." She looked at the handkerchief in her hand. It was not dirty, but a little dusty.

"Where do you live now?" Xi Jincheng sat down and habitually folded his legs, half leaning lazily.

"With my mother." She didn't say it was a hospital, she just said it was a understatement.

"Go and see if there's anything in the fridge. I'm hungry." Xi Jincheng seems to be full of her answers. She doesn't ask about her any more. She picks up the remote control on the coffee table and turns on the phone.

“……” Shura rolled his eyes. Didn't he accompany his little angel to eat KFC? Haven't you had enough? And come back to enslave her.

The pattern here is very clear. There are no rooms separated one by one. It's just clear at a glance by using a few relief screens or semi open partitions such as low walls.

She went to the kitchen. It was obvious that there was no fire in it. Everything was clean, brand new and clean.

This refrigerator is big enough. It's bigger than the refrigerator in Xi Jincheng's home. It's half wall embedded.

Shu ran Fu Er, is he going to run a refrigeration plant?

Open the first door, inside is the quick freezing warehouse, she thought it would be empty.

After all, she told Liu can that she just came here to live.

It's just beyond her expectation that there are many things here.

Everything from seafood to poultry.

Shu Ran is understood, even if she said she would not come here to live, but Xi Jincheng will escort her to come, Liu can so know his boss, already had expected.

With a helpless sigh, she opened the second door again. The second door was connected with the third one, the fresh-keeping warehouse.

Vegetables and meat in the fresh-keeping box, code neat, looks particularly comfortable.

In the fourth door, there are fruits and drinks, which are neat and clean. They are more hygienic and have no peculiar smell than ordinary people's homes and vegetables crowded together in a fresh-keeping compartment.

"What would you like to eat?" The food materials are complete, and it's enough for her to show her skills.

It doesn't matter that she wants to cook for him. Just looking at the kitchen, she feels itchy.

"Whatever you do, you can eat." Xi Jincheng seldom speaks so well. Her eyes fall on the TV screen and she answers without looking at her.

"Congee? It's too late to eat anything else. " While wearing the apron hanging on the wall, Shu ran consulted him.

"Well." Xi Jincheng nodded, but he didn't know whether to listen or not.

Shu ran turns to see past, the mind frets.

If you can get rid of that agreement and ignore the identity that makes her uncomfortable.

Maybe, Xi Jincheng at home doesn't look as unbearable as he is outside. On the contrary, he gets along well.