I Deliver Food In a Lamborghini

  Chapter 31 What if I want to see you

   Incense was lit in the living room, it wasn't heavy, and it seemed to float in the air, very similar to the smell on Shen Yanqing's body.

  Nan Ge sniffed lightly, then followed Shen Yanqing's back with his eyes, watching him disappear around the corner, as if he had entered a room.

  The other party was not there, and she didn't know what to do, but her attention was quickly attracted by the piano in the living room.

   Shen Yanqing came back not long after.

  Hearing the sound of footsteps, Nan Ge didn't turn his head: "Can you still play the piano?"

   "Well, but it's not professional." Shen Yanqing put the medicine box on the table, opened it and said: "I studied for a few years when I was young, but I was busy studying later, so I didn't continue to study."

  “When I first moved here, my friend said the living room was too spacious, so I sent it here. I rarely touch it.”

   "Ah." Nan Ge said he knew.

  Seeing that she had been looking at the piano, Shen Yanqing followed her gaze and looked twice more, "Like piano?"

   "I have it at home too, but I don't know how to do it."

   It is exactly the same as his, it seems to be some kind of Steinway.

   "Does anyone else in the family like it?"

  Nan Ge thought about it carefully, but still shook his head, "My brother was forced to learn it when he was young, so he probably doesn't like it."

   "When my brother practiced the piano when he was young, he asked me to sit next to him and turn over the score for him, but he didn't sound good at all as he played the piano."

   This is not the first time Shen Yanqing has heard Nan Ge mention her brother.

  Just as she was about to ask her brother what he did, she looked back and glanced at him twice, as if observing something.

   "What's wrong?" His hands froze.

   After pondering for two seconds, Nan Ge stroked his chin and said, "I don't know why my grandpa insists on my brother learning the piano. It doesn't suit his temperament at all."

   "I can imagine you playing the piano, it must be very elegant. As for my brother..."

   Speaking of this, she couldn't help shaking her head with a blank expression.

  Shen Yanqing was amused by her disgusted expression, and sat down beside her, "Then what is your brother's temperament?"

   Without even thinking about it, Nan Ge blurted out: "Rogue temperament."

  Shen Yanqing: "..."

  Nan Ge is not exaggerating at all, her brother Nan Zhe really has nothing to do with the word "elegant" at all, and she can't pretend to feel like Shen Yanqing.

   When Nan Ge said that he had a "hooligan temperament", he felt that he was complimenting him.

  Shen Yanqing smiled, "Your brother should treat you very well, right?"

  Although Nan Ge always hears complaints, this also proves that the relationship between the brother and sister is really good.

   "Yeah." Nan Ge nodded without hesitation.

  This is true.

  Growing so big, as long as it is something she wants, her brother will buy it for her.

  Her brother always said that he would not buy it for her, but most of the time, the item would definitely appear in front of her the next day.

   It's like when she said she wanted a scooter, her brother refused, saying that her driving skills were so bad that he suspected that the driver's license was stolen. But the next day he still sent the latest Lamborghini in his garage to her school.

   "Hand out, let me have a look."

  She was so absorbed in her thoughts that she didn't listen to what Shen Yanqing said, so she didn't move.

   When she reacted, someone grabbed her hand, and the other's fingertips were lightly pressed against the inside of her wrist.

  Shen Yanqing helped her take off her gloves, carefully turning her hands.

   After a careful inspection, and after confirming that the injury was not serious, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, "Fortunately, it's just scratched the lower part."

   After finishing speaking, he took out iodophor and helped her clean it up carefully, "I'll try to be as light as possible."

   "Okay." Nan Ge replied.

   The iodophor was a little cold, and it didn't hurt when it touched the wound, but she still couldn't help but shrink back.

  Shen Yanqing was still pressing her wrist with the other hand, and stopped immediately after sensing her resistance, raised his eyelids and asked her, "Does it hurt?"

  Nan Ge shook his head like a rattle.

  She was not seriously injured at all. After she fell, she subconsciously supported herself on the ground, but her skin was just a little bit broken, which can be fixed with a Band-Aid.

  But—she looked up, and her eyes fell on his face.

  The bright light from the chandelier above his head intertwined with the light from the floor lamp beside him, gently covering the man.

  He lowered his head, frowning, and looked serious. From her angle, she could clearly see his eyes under the lens.

  She asked in a strange way: "Are you very short-sighted?"

   "It's not serious." Shen Yanqing focused on her hands.

   "Then why do you still wear glasses at home, won't it be uncomfortable?"

   "I'm worried that I can't see your wound clearly."

  After a few seconds, Nan Ge heard him say again: "If there are any broken stones or other dirty things, I'm afraid I won't be able to clean them up."

   Never thought it was this reason...

  Nan Ge remembered that when Shen Yanqing opened the door for her just now, he didn't wear glasses.

  I seem to put it on when I go in to get the medicine box.

   "Let me take a look at the other hand." He put the treated left hand back on her lap, and reached out to her again.

  Nan Ge blinked, and obediently put his right hand into his palm.

  Shen Yanqing took a closer look, and finally let go of his frowning eyebrows, "This one is fine."

   "Are there any wounds elsewhere?"

  Nan Ge felt it carefully and shook his head.

  Wear thicker clothes in winter.

  When the hand is on the ground, the glove is rubbed up, and the palm of the hand is scratched.

  Shen Yanqing was still worried, and asked one after another: "Have you been active since you got up, and did you feel any pain?"

   "Are the bones broken?"

   "Probably not." It has been a while, and the pain in my body has long since disappeared.

  Hearing her "should", coupled with her ignorant expression, Shen Yanqing didn't think her words were worth much.

   "You stand up and take two steps."

  Nan Ge: "..." Huh?

  —

   After repeatedly assuring that she was fine, Shen Yanqing let her go.

  Nan Ge glanced at the takeaways on the table, and then remembered the business, "Well, your takeaways don't seem to be edible."

   "May I order another one for you?"

   "If you don't want to eat, I will refund the money to you."

  Shen Yanqing glanced at the takeaway on the table, and probably guessed what it looked like without opening it.

   "It's okay, I ate it on the plane."

   "..." Nan Ge scratched his head, his eyes were blank: "Then what takeaway do you order?"

  Shen Yanqing was bent over and was carefully arranging the medicine box with her head down.

  Hearing the words, he just smiled and replied, "You can order after eating."

  Nan Ge thinks it makes sense, "The plane meal is not very tasty, and the portion is also small. Besides, it's been an hour or two, so I should be hungry."

   "If you're too hungry, I'll go downstairs to help you buy something else? Because our restaurant is a bit slow..."

   "Don't bother, I'm actually not hungry."

  Nan Ge was completely speechless, "You don't want to eat, so why do you order takeaway?"

   "Ordering takeaway doesn't necessarily mean you want to eat." On the opposite side, Shen Yanqing gently closed the medicine box, straightened up, and gently looked at her:

   "What if I want to see you."

   There is an update today, and I apologize for slipping

  (end of this chapter)