Ji Jinchuan sat on the sofa reading the morning paper, she walked into the room he did not even look up, she did not talk to him, directly into the kitchen. Ji Jinchuan's line of sight from the morning paper, looking at the busy figure in the kitchen, slender waist tied with an apron, calm and skillful look gentle and quiet. His eyes have a moment of trance, the scene in front of him is like the end of prosperity, a quiet, the wife is cooking for her husband, is the warm feeling of home. The fastest breakfast was noodles. Ten minutes later, Shen Yiran brought the noodles to him. While waiting, Ji Jinchuan had already sat in the restaurant. He put down the newspaper in his hand and looked down at the steaming noodles on the table. Noodles with a few green leaves and scallions floating on top, seemingly simple, but smell very fragrant, can easily arouse people's appetite. He picked up his chopsticks and tasted it. It tasted very good. Seeing the woman sitting down opposite him, he did not go into the kitchen to bring out the second bowl. He looked up in surprise: "Where is yours?" "I'll eat in the restaurant downstairs later." She originally only made one. The chopsticks in his hand paused, his cold face was expressionless, and he ate all the noodles in silence. When Ji Jinchuan went out, she followed him to the entrance and asked, "Shall I go with you?" "No," said Ji Jinchuan in a low, hoarse voice. In the next few days, Shen Yiran will still make breakfast, lunch and dinner every day, send lunch to the construction site or branch company, and then call Xiao Cheng to get it. Apart from Shen Yiran coming to his room every morning to make breakfast,metal stamping parts, the two of them could see each other, but they hardly met, and there was no communication. Because every time Shen Yiran wanted to talk to him, he always looked indifferent, and Shen Yiran simply stopped talking to him. When he returned to the hotel every night, she had already cooked the meal, and she herself had already eaten and returned to her room. Chapter 213 is impetuous or heartbeat? Ben The atmosphere of the bar is high and exciting, filled with lonely and ambiguous atmosphere everywhere, the brilliant lights are flashing constantly, and the ears are deafening. On the card seat,die casting parts, Wen Bin and others have a bit of drunkenness, only Ji Jinchuan is sober, that pair of shrewd and deep eyes, at the moment in this flashing light, there is a bit of confusion. These days not only he, even Xiao Cheng is aware of his impetuous mood, that kind of impetuous feeling is every night back to the hotel, see the dark room only have. Since the first night, every time he came back to the hotel, he was faced with a dark room, and there was always a meal cooked by the woman in the kitchen incubator. After four or five days, the feeling of impetuosity turned into loss, as if the heart had been hollowed out. He irritably drank up the wine in the cup, got up and took the coat next to him: "You play, I'll go first." Turning a deaf ear to the shouts of Wen Bin and others behind him, he walked out of the bar. Xiao Cheng followed him quickly. When he returned to the hotel, he brushed open the door of the suite. The lights in the living room were actually on. He was stunned for a moment, then pushed the door and entered, almost subconsciously looking for the figure, non standard fasteners ,die cast light housing, the huge living room was empty, quiet and almost audible. He entered the room, his heart suddenly beat a few times, went to the sofa, but there was no woman above, the jumping heart seemed to be dead, in a moment of calm down, the sense of loss in his heart was so obvious. You're back? He suddenly looked back, at the door of the kitchen, Shen Yiran was wearing a dress of bean paste powder, holding a bowl of noodles with soy sauce in his hand, and braving the hot mist, it seemed that he had just come out of the pot. His eyes are dark, staring at Shen Yiran some hair, she licked her lips: "I." I didn't have enough for dinner, so I came up to cook some food. Ji Jinchuan looked at her for a moment, and his heart, which had just returned to tranquility, seemed to beat again after hearing her voice. Seeing that he had not spoken, she was at a loss: "Your dinner is in the incubator." Ji Jinchuan's face was as light as his eyes, and with a faint "um", he took off his coat and threw it on the sofa, pulling his tie loose. Shen Yiran took the noodles into the kitchen, took out the food in the incubator, went out of the kitchen and put it on the dining room table, and then returned to the kitchen. She hesitated when she picked up the noodles to go out. He was very indifferent to her these days, and she reflected on herself and did not provoke her. Ji Jinchuan's cloudy and sunny days are uncertain, she is also uncertain, since he does not like her, she also does not need to stick up to be annoying. But if you hide in the kitchen to eat, as if you are afraid of him, and you have not done anything wrong. So she took the noodles into the living room, found an entertainment program, and watched TV while eating. Ji Jinchuan took off his watch, untied two cufflinks, rolled up a small sleeve, pulled open the dining chair and sat down to eat, but out of the corner of his eye he glanced at the woman in the living room. Her hair always slipped down the right side, preventing her from eating, and was pushed behind her ears, revealing white and round earlobes and a small part of her snow-white neck. She giggled when she saw something funny, and because she was facing him sideways, he could only see the soft arc of her side face and the open corners of her mouth. The most famous fish in Jiangcheng, the fish is smooth and tender, and there are few thorns. Tonight she cooked braised fish, but he ate it tasteless. Do not know why, see her in addition to the beginning of that trace of excitement, but more irritable. Chapter 214 let her go back first. Ben Ji Jinchuan put the chopsticks on the bowl neither light nor heavy, and Shen Yiran, who watched the program with relish, did not notice anything wrong with him. He pushed aside the bowls and chopsticks, got up, unbuttoned his shirt and went into the bedroom, glancing at the back of her black head as he passed her. With the sound of the door closing, Shen Yiran withdrew his sight from the TV, put down the half-eaten noodles, and went to the restaurant. The food on the table hardly moved, and he had a bad appetite today? In the bedroom, Ji Jinchuan was not in a hurry to take a bath. He lit a cigarette, and the white smoke rings from his breath and lips filled the air. His always calm and cold face was hazy in the smoke. In the living room outside,CNC machining parts, the sound of the TV came, which made him feel very depressed, and the whole person had a gloomy breath. He regretted taking Shen Yiran with him when he came to Jiangcheng. autoparts-dx.com