When Zhao Qingyan walked to the living room, she saw a few exquisite side dishes on the dining table, which were all what she liked to eat on weekdays. It can be seen that Qiao Junxi had put some thoughts on it.

She was really hungry at this moment. She glanced at Qiao Junxi, "Have you eaten?"

If Qiao Junxi endured hunger until now because she was waiting for her, she would naturally feel sorry for her. Of course, if Qiao Junxi had eaten first, it would be understandable. After all, she had slept for more than three hours, and it was already late at night.

"I've been waiting for you to wake up, my sleeping beauty." Qiao Junxi said jokingly while pulling the chair for her.

Zhao Qingyan's face turned slightly red, and then she sat down generously.

This is the first time since the engagement between the two of them has eaten alone.

Although it is in a hotel, there is a kitchen and living room here, and it is accompanied by each other, which makes it feel like a "small home".

The dishes on the table are all home-cooked dishes, but they give people an extremely warm feeling.

At this moment, he is not a high-ranking president with countless wealth, and she is not the noble seventh lady of the Zhao family. They are just the most ordinary couple, enjoying the most ordinary time in the world.

After the evening's fusion, the tacit understanding between the two became better and better.

When Zhao Qingyan wanted to drink the soup, he just scooped a bowl of soup and handed it to her.

Zhao Qingyan was slightly stunned and looked up at him with a look. There was a faint smile on his lips, without any intention of seeking credit and reward. There was nothing else in his eyes except considerate and tenderness.

Zhao Qingyan was indeed moved. Thinking about how he deals with hundreds of millions of projects on weekdays, he can do such trivial things to perfection. How could such a man not let her fall in love with him?

She didn't even say "thank you" because she felt that such polite words were no longer applicable to them. All she could do was to treat his gentleness kindly.

Of course, Zhao Qingyan was also reflecting on herself. If someone asked her, what did Qiao Junxi like to eat?

She probably couldn't answer for a while.

It seems that she is accepting his every good deeds, and what she does seems so insignificant.

"What are you thinking?" he asked in a gentle voice. The hand on the table held her, although it was a simple movement, it was meaningful.

Look, if she is a little absent-minded, he can see the clues.

Zhao Qingyan felt warm in his heart, and then smiled slightly and said, "I was wondering what kind of good things I did in my previous life to meet you." In fact, Zhao Qingyan always felt very lucky. She was born in such a family and had the warmest family in the world. Now she could meet a good person like Qiao Junxi. She was grateful for her fate.

Qiao Junxi didn't expect to get such an answer. She was suddenly happy. He stroked the back of her hand and said with a smile: "All this is God's best arrangement."

This is not a bustling city like S City. Looking out the window, it looks very quiet and deserted. In addition to the construction site in the distance, there are also lights for work.

However, it is excellent to admire the moonlight in such a quiet place. The sky is deep and the stars are so beautiful that it is very suitable to cleanse the restlessness in your heart.

After dinner, Zhao Qingyan made two cups of tea, and they sat on the balcony and drank each other, which was also a rare experience.

The wind at night blows away the heat of the day and brings a little comfort. Both of them criticize current problems or under the moonlight, but they still live up to this beautiful scenery.

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