Chapter 1188
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Looking at Shen Wanqing, who was waiting for her answer, Su Xiaoxi coughed softly, "It's not that bad. You seem to be in a good mood."
"Really?"
"Yes."
In this case, Shen Wanqing was relieved. It's not that bad … That is to say, he shouldn't be disgusted by my frivolous behavior after drinking. He shouldn't be here to denounce me.
Shen Wanqing calmed down, took a deep breath, and quickly changed her smile.
She opened the door and looked at the young man in front of her, saying, "Cheng Yuan? It's you. What's the matter? "
The slender young man in front of her looked up at her coldly. The young man's eyes were cold and indifferent, and he just glanced at her face lightly.
Cheng Yuan nodded slightly. No trace of emotion could be seen from his delicate face and calm and indifferent eyes.
He said in a clear voice, "Just woke up?"
His gaze landed on the ahoge on the girl's head that was still standing up. Her long black hair was almost standing on end, and with a single strand of hair standing up, it was quite cute when paired with the girl's current dazed state.
Shen Wanqing was stunned. Then she saw the faint smile in the young man's black eyes and his gaze on her head. She quickly came back to her senses.
Shen Wanqing coughed softly and pretended to be calm. She reached out and smoothed her hair, saying, "Yes, yes, just woke up …"
"Well, that's good." Cheng Yuan nodded calmly. His long eyelashes drooped gently. He looked at the bowl of soup in his hand and said, "I made an extra bowl. Drink it."
Shen Wanqing heard him and looked down. It was a bowl of black soup. It didn't look very good.
She blinked and asked, "This is … hangover soup?"
"Yes." The young man nodded calmly.
His fingertips paused slightly. His voice was low and clear, "You don't like it?"
Hearing this, Shen Wanqing quickly shook her head. "No, no, no … I like it, I like it!"
In her line of sight, she saw that the young man's ink-black eyes contained a trace of gloominess, as if he was smiling faintly.
The slender young man was two or three heads taller than her. When his long eyelashes drooped, his pitch-black pupils stared at her unhurriedly.
Cheng Yuan seemed to have sensed the girl's slightly embarrassed mood and slowly curved the corners of his lips. His lips were red and thin, and the smile at the corners of his lips was very beautiful.
"Since you like it, then take it," the young man said slowly, gently and elegantly.
As he spoke, his long and narrow eyes narrowed slightly. His slender body bent slightly as he leaned over in a gentle and polite manner.
Shen Wanqing had already been dazzled by the beauty in front of her. She hadn't reacted yet. Just like that, the beauty in front of her held her hand in a daze, and the porcelain bowl that was still slightly warm was placed in her hand.
She held the bowl with both hands, but her clear and beautiful eyes were still looking up at him in confusion.
His slender height gave people a feeling of condescension, but it wasn't strong at all. It didn't make people feel disgusted or disgusted.
Instead, he was like a gentle and noble young master. In this era, Cheng Yuan's temperament was not present in the people of this era. That kind of elegant and restrained aura. His every move was noble, but also had the scholarly warmth of the ancient people.
Looking at the smile at the corners of the other's lips, Shen Wanqing suddenly came back to her senses. She held the small porcelain bowl in her hand in a flurry. She hesitated for a moment and asked as if her brain had gone haywire, "In that case, Cheng Yuan, you haven't had dinner yet, right?"
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