When Su Wan returned downstairs of the apartment, she saw the familiar Maserati at a glance.
Su Rui was leaning against the side of the car, his slender legs comfortably crossed, his entire upper body leaning against the black car. Seeing Su Wan's figure, he slightly turned sideways, a pair of dark and narrow eyes looking straight at Su Wan's face.
His bottomless gaze was intense and dangerous.
Tonight, Su Rui wore a black windbreaker. The thick ink-like color made him look even colder and sharper.
Under Su Rui's gaze, Su Wan walked in front of him step by step: "Waiting for me?"
She raised her eyebrows, her tone as calm as ever.
"You went to see Xiao Jing Mo today?"
Su Rui did not answer Su Wan's words, but instead asked her a question with a gloomy expression.
"You found someone to follow me?"
Hearing his words, Su Wan narrowed her bewitching peach blossom eyes, the corners of her mouth raised as she looked at Su Rui in front of her with a smile that wasn't a smile: "It's really distressing, you wouldn't be … … in love with me, right?"
"I'm not in love with you."
Su Rui's body leaned forward slightly, moving closer to Su Wan. He lowered his head and stared intently at Su Wan's eyes: "I am — — thinking, of, you!"
From her sudden departure to the collapse of the entire plane, he walked out of the mountain of corpses and sea of blood, thinking that his heart had already died numbly.
Until he was taken into the plane repair headquarters by Xu Ce and learned of "her" true identity. At that moment, Su Rui heard his long-lost heartbeat … …
"Heh."
Hearing Su Rui's words, Su Wan just smiled faintly: "It's good that you have ideals and pursuits, but you have to know that ideals and reality have always been worlds apart."
Su Rui heard Su Wan's mocking words but was not angry. He still maintained his posture just now, his eyes still locked on her.
After experiencing the crazy baptism in many mission worlds, the current Su Rui was no longer the General Su of the Great Xia Dynasty with soaring killing intent back then.
His appearance was now more mature and elegant, and his heart was now more powerful and callous.
If, in this world, Su Wan, this first love, was a dead knot in Xiao Jing Mo's heart.
Then, in Su Rui's world, that Su Wan who left cruelly was a dead end in his heart.
From the moment he met her, he was destined to be doomed.
…
Being stared at by Su Rui, Su Wan felt cold all over: "Do you want to go up and sit for a bit? I happen to have something to talk to you about. "
Seeing Su Wan take the initiative to invite him, Su Rui immediately nodded.
The two people walked into the apartment one after the other. The apartment that Su Wan lived in was a main room with two bedrooms and one living room. Before she moved in, it had been renovated. Su Wan didn't touch the furniture in the room. After all, she didn't plan on fighting a protracted war in this world.
"I'm going to change. Help yourself."
After changing into slippers, Su Wan threw a sentence at Su Rui and turned around to return to her room to change clothes.
Although a certain man had just shamelessly boasted that he wanted to f * ck her, but "f * ck" and "force" were two completely different methods. Therefore, Su Wan was still very at ease with Su Rui. She was not worried that he would force her to do anything.
By the time Su Wan changed into a set of home clothes and came out, Su Rui had already taken off his windbreaker and was busy in the kitchen, minding his own business.
"What are you doing?"
Su Wan curiously looked at Su Rui in the kitchen.
"I'm hungry. Make something to eat."
Su Rui didn't seem to regard Su Wan as an outsider at all. He replied to Su Wan and turned on the gas stove in the kitchen.
Su Wan's kitchen was especially clean. She didn't usually eat at home, so all the kitchen utensils in the house were new. In addition to some beer and drinks in the fridge, there were only a few bags of noodles and a few eggs. She bought them in the supermarket last week when she was on holiday.
"Do you want to eat some more?"
Su Rui beat the eggs and asked towards the living room.
"I'm full. You don't need to bring my share."
Su Wan simply sat on the sofa and turned on the TV. At this time, it was the time when the first TV drama was broadcast.
Hearing Su Wan's answer, Su Rui in the kitchen didn't say anything. Su Wan also comfortably sat on the sofa and watched the TV drama. When Su Rui walked out of the kitchen with the noodles, the male lead in the TV drama was trying his best to explain to the female lead because of some misunderstanding —
"Listen to my explanation, listen to my explanation ah! Things aren't what you think! "
"I'm not listening, I'm not listening, I'm not listening!"
Seeing that Su Wan was watching with relish, Su Rui couldn't help but say: "Is that man stupid?"
"Ah?"
Su Wan turned her head and looked at Su Rui who sat beside her: "What did you say?"
"In this episode, Qing Yue saw Zheng Hong hugging another girl with her own eyes and she ran away from home in a fit of anger. In fact, that girl is Zheng Hong's long lost sister. Just now, he said so much nonsense. Why don't he just say that she's my sister? Wouldn't five words solve the problem?"
"If he said it directly, what's the point of the TV drama? How do you want the second male lead to appear? What do you want the audience to see? "
Su Wan couldn't help but reply to Su Rui. Hearing Su Wan's words, Su Rui frowned again and then said in all seriousness: "Could it be that a relationship without a misunderstanding isn't true love? A woman that doesn't have other men fighting over isn't a good woman? "
It was Su Wan's first time seeing Su Rui so serious.
Actually, isn't it just a melodramatic and brainless TV drama? Was it worth it?
Inexplicably, Su Wan wanted to laugh.
"In the end, do you still want to eat noodles or not?"
Resisting the urge to laugh, Su Wan's gaze fell on the bowl of noodles in front of Su Rui. Seeing that the bowl was broken into small pieces that were almost as sticky as the top, Su Wan raised her eyebrows and cast a sidelong glance at Su Rui: "This is the noodles you cooked?"
"Eh."
Su Rui rarely revealed a trace of embarrassment: "It just took a bit too long, but ….. the poached egg is cooked."
As he spoke, he couldn't help but pick up the poached egg with his chopsticks and shake it in front of Su Wan.
In the end, what was he showing off?
Originally, seeing him rolling up his sleeves and busying himself in the kitchen, Su Wan was still curious. Sure enough, she shouldn't have had too much hope for Su Rui.
How could this guy become a good family man?
His hands were for holding swords and spears, not for frying eggs or slicing potatoes.
Thinking that she still needed his help, Su Wan sighed and pressed down on Su Rui's chopsticks, forcing him to put down the bowl of noodles.
"Forget it, you're a guest. Is this poached egg enough for you to eat? Let me do it! "
Seeing Su Wan get up and walk towards the kitchen as she spoke, Su Rui's lips that had been slightly pursed up slightly. But before he could curve his lips, he saw Su Wan very skillfully pull out a business card from the bar counter at the entrance of the kitchen and nimbly make a phone call —
"Is it Zhang family restaurant? I want to order a meal! "
Order a meal!
Order a meal!
The smile that had just appeared on Su Rui's face instantly disappeared without a trace —
Shouldn't he be cooking himself?
That's how it's written in novels!
So, General Su, just how many melodramatic and brainless novels and TV dramas have you read recently?
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