Loving My Rival’s White Moonlight

When Jian Fan went downstairs.

Yu Sizhou did not follow.

When he heard that Jian Fan was going to make breakfast for Shen Qinghuan, his expression was a little surprised. He looked at Jian Fan from top to bottom, but then rubbed his eyebrows and yawned.

"You care about my sister, I have to make up for it."

When Jian Fan closed the door, Yu Sizhou indeed walked to the other side of the bed.

Shen Qinghuan never thought that Jian Fan made breakfast, so the breakfast I ordered yesterday was quite complicated, it was Xiao Long Bao and You Tiao.

It takes about one to two hours to make fried dough sticks.

Jian Fan estimated the time when Shen Qinghuan would wake up, and got down early.

Jian Fan's kitchen design is also full of high-tech sense.

His kitchen is made of glass. The outside scene can be seen inside, but the inside cannot be seen from the outside. It also has a built-in projection. If you are bored during the meal, you can pass the time while watching the projection.

Shen Qinghuan usually wakes up at a fixed time if there is no notice, about 8 o'clock in the morning.

Jian Fan checked his watch. It was about 7:30.

He pressed several times on the glass wall, ready to watch the morning news for half an hour, and waited for breakfast to be ready.

Just as his hand approached the glass wall, he suddenly paused.

Looking through the glass wall, he looked at the outside living room.

...

Shen Qinghuan slept very well this time.

I don't know if it was because I finally wanted to drive, or being with Jian Fan made her too happy.

A good night's sleep, my heart has never been more secure and at ease.

As early as when she was around the corner, she could smell the scent of delicious food underneath.

So, she muttered as she went downstairs.

"smell good!"

"Afan, your chef is really good at cooking."

Without the elders, Shen Qinghuan naturally called out the title agreed with Jian Fan yesterday.

But when she walked to the dining room, she saw Jian Fan, who hadn't taken off her apron, and stopped for a while, she didn't dare to believe it.

"You did it?"

Jian Fan nodded calmly, and didn't seem to think that he had done any great things.

"I will do it for you if I have time in the future."

Shen Qinghuan was a little surprised that Jian Fan could even make Xiao Long Bao and You Tiao, but after hearing what Jian Fan said, Shen Qing Huan suddenly felt a little warmth in her heart.

Jian Fan is very busy. How can such a busy person have so much time to cook for her.

But he said that as long as he has time, he will do it for her.

In those small idle times, Shen Qinghuan seemed to occupy the first place in Jianfan's heart.

These words made Shen Qinghuan feel like that.

The corners of Shen Qinghuan's mouth couldn't stop being upturned, and she sat down along the seat that Jian Fan dragged away.

As soon as she took her seat, there was a bowl of polenta in front of her.

Naturally, it is simple and prosperous.

Jian Fan's reminder was in my ears.

"Although you want to eat Xiaolongbao and You Tiao today, don't eat too greasy for the first bite in the morning. Drink some porridge first to moisturize your intestines and stomach."

Shen Qinghuan listened to Jian Fan's cool and caring tone, and the smile at the corner of her mouth couldn't stop magnifying. She drank the porridge with an "um".

Then I ate fried dough sticks and steamed dumplings.

I have to say that Jian Fan’s cooking skills are really awesome.

Shen Qinghuan was basically wiped out. Fortunately, she has a natural physique that does not gain weight, otherwise she would have committed the "criminal act" of a female star.

After all the food was finished, Shen Qinghuan glanced at the ceramic white milk cup on the side of the table, and there was a constant temperature coaster underneath, indicating that the degree was 75 degrees.

Shen Qinghuan raised her eyebrows: "I know you know that I love to drink warm milk, but I didn't expect you to even know how much milk I love to drink?!"

"And the clothes in the cabinet yesterday, Afan, you have been investigating me."

Although Shen Qinghuan said that Jian Fan was investigating her, she didn't mean to disgust, but seemed to be happy.

While she was talking, she lifted the warm milk on the side and took a sip with her lips.

The soft and warm milk fragrance instantly filled Shen Qinghuan's face with a sense of satisfaction.

Jian Fan who was on the other side gently stirred the polenta in front of him with a spoon, and raised his eyes.

"I admit it to the clothes."

"It's not me about the milk."

Shen Qinghuan held up the milk cup for a meal, looking at Jian Fan with inexplicable eyes.

"What do you mean?"

"Not you? Who else?"

Jian Fan took a sip of porridge, wiped the corners of his mouth with a black handkerchief, and said.

"Guess what."

...

The sun is not particularly sufficient today.

In the afternoon.

The three Jian Fan were drinking coffee leisurely in his house.

Jian Fan and Shen Qinghuan are not coffee lovers, and the person who made this suggestion is Yu Sizhou.

When Shen Qinghuan looked at Yu Sizhou, who was drinking coffee, her eyes became a little more complicated.

In the morning, Shen Qinghuan could hear her clearly. Those who knew her habit, apart from investigating her Jane and Fan, were the only one in the whole room, Yu Sizhou.

But, can Yu Sizhou give her warm milk?

It's better to believe that the aunt of Jianfan's family happened to be right.

Shen Qinghuan pursed his lips and glanced at Yu Sizhou hesitantly.

This eye happened to be caught by Yu Sizhou.

Yu Sizhou raised his eyebrows: "What do you think of me? Why? Want to introduce me to a girlfriend?"

Shen Qinghuan: "You don't need me to introduce you."

The implication is that Yu Sizhou's pink confidante has gone, and it is not her turn to introduce him.

Yu Sizhou: "That is, your brother and my confidante are all over the world, don't be too envious."

Hearing this, Shen Qinghuan paused with the coffee cup in his hand, and after Yu Sizhou finished speaking, his smiley expression paused.

After a few seconds, Shen Qinghuan put down the coffee cup and said quietly.

"It's Yu Sizhou."

It seemed to be a sentence without context, but both of them understood.

The word "your brother" in Yu Sizhou's words was too natural just now, and it was natural that the two of them were really like brothers and sisters, and they were still close brothers and sisters.

But Shen Qinghuan, who is extremely self-aware and overly sober, knows.

Yu Sizhou just clipped a gun, brought a stick, and was used to hitting her. He always used the word brother and sister to stimulate the fact that the two were not brothers and sisters, and she was not Yu's family.

This is naturally brought out just now.

Shen Qinghuan reminded Yu Sizhou to change his mouth, and also reminded himself that there are few expectations and delusions.

When Yu Sizhou heard Shen Qinghuan's reminder, he seemed to pause, and after a while, he said with disdain.

"Hey, I also deliberately reminded me to be your brother when I'm rare?!"

"Shen Qinghuan, you are too narcissistic."

As soon as the voice fell, Yu Sizhou placed the coffee on the table again without looking back, got up and left without looking back.

Shen Qinghuan looked at the steaming coffee cup, her eyes drooping slightly.

I heard that Yu Sizhou played chess with Jian Fan all night last night.

In the morning it is to make up sleep.

It seems that it was indeed not Yu Sizhou who gave her warm milk in the morning.

Jian Fanhuan looked at the two people getting along, his thin lips opened slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but soon, he closed again.

Seeing Shen Qinghuan who was somewhat depressed, said.

"Qinghuan, let me take you fishing."

"it is good."

The fishing place was still yesterday's "ecological forest", but it was just another artificial breeding lake.

At first, Shen Qinghuan was a little unhappy because of Yu Sizhou.

But when she really got here and started catching fish, she felt calmer.

Maybe it's because of the environment, maybe it's because of the company of simple and traditional.

The melancholy in Shen Qinghuan's bones seems to be slowly diminishing.

Shen Qinghuan can feel this change. She feels as if she is embracing sunshine and warmth little by little.

but……

Shen Qinghuan lowered his eyes and looked at his hand holding the fishing rod.

The autumn breeze is gradually rising, and above the middle of the mountain, the chill of autumn is more than ordinary in the city.

Shen Qinghuan's hands are cold, and such hands can't warm people.

Just like her.

Thinking of this, a little inferiority and depression flashed between Shen Qinghuan's eyebrows.

At this moment, Shen Qinghuan’s fishing line hung in the lake moved, but she didn’t react. Jian Fan grasped Shen Qinghuan’s fishing rod and Shen Qinghuan’s hand and picked them together. , Caught a fish.

However, Shen Qinghuan quickly took her hand out of Jian Fan's hand like a subconscious reaction.

Jian Fan paused while holding the fishing rod and silently put the fish back into the fish basket next to it.

Turn around and ask Shen Qinghuan.

"Qing Huan, what's wrong with you?"

Shen Qinghuan blinked with a guilty conscience.

"It's nothing."

Where Jian Fan couldn't see that Shen Qinghuan was lying, he frowned slightly and put down his fishing rod.

Walking to Shen Qinghuan, he squatted down, holding Shen Qinghuan's hand on his knees.

The hands blown by the autumn wind are still cold.

Jian Fan rubbed her subconsciously, but Shen Qinghuan wanted to pump it out again.

"My hands are cold, it's not good for you to be cold."

Jian Fan frowned more tightly.

"Nothing bad."

"Your hands are cold, I'll warm them."

Facing the rare and tough Jian Fan, Shen Qinghuan seemed to have nothing to say, but she didn't take out her hand anymore.

After Jian Fan's palm was infected by Jian Fan's temperature, Jian Fan spoke slightly.

"Qinghuan, you have concerns."

It was an affirmative sentence, Jian Fan saw it.

Shen Qinghuan panicked even more, although she had gained courage briefly before and boldly stayed with Jian Fan.

But after he was really together, he was afraid that the more Jian Fan knew about her, the more he would find that they were not suitable. She was not the person he really wanted to find.

Such concerns obviously made Shen Qinghuan worry about gains and losses.

Shen Qinghuan didn't know how to answer.