Good morning, sky-high runaway wife

258: Love scheme of ordinary route

"You have changed. I thought Chen and Kang Sichen had the same life, but I didn't expect that they were two completely different characters." Jiang Muyan said with a smile.

Didn't you say that? Every life is actually an alternative art, but the art you think is different from what I think. Let's go. I'm hungry. Aren't you hungry? Kang Sichen waved his hand.

Jiang Muyan quickly followed. Such Kang Sichen made her feel warmer and easier to get along with. He removed the aura of the star. He was a charming man, that's all.

The two walked for a while without talking, and then they were naturally hungry, and then went to a small roadside shop that usually arrived at what time.

Although Kang Sichen had tried his best to make himself ordinary, Jiang Muyan laughed when he saw the rickety stool, the lame table, and the oil stains on the table that were not completely wiped clean, revealing a tightly frowning face.

"What?" Kang Sichen asked.

"What do you think will happen if someone here knows that you are Kang Sichen?" Jiang Muyan asked in a low voice.

"It will never be like Jin Cheng." Kang Sichen shook his head, then picked up a pinch of noodles with his chopsticks, swallowed his saliva, and then ate it with his eyes closed.

With a look on the stomach, the face that was a little disgusting suddenly turned into surprise, and then picked up a pinch and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Is it delicious?" Jiang Muyan looked at Kang Sichen's expression and then asked.

"Well, to my surprise, this taste... is simply better than those so-called chefs?" Kang Sichen looked at Jiang Muyan, but his chopsticks and mouth did not stop squirming.

"This is the art I'm talking about. You are in that world, enjoying your artistic life, and we enjoy everything here. But everything about us is no worse than you, but you ignore us. Jiang Muyan himself can't stand his explosive philosophical theory.

I don't know why, starting with Kang Sichen, my own export is the breath of art...

"Haha, that makes sense, but when I finish eating, I will have a bowl of noodles like this!" Kang Sichen nodded and said.

The two happily ate all the food, and then paid a small fee to surprise Kang Sichen again. They continued to walk forward together until the downstairs of Jiang Muyan's house.

"Thank you for walking with me for a while. I'm here and I'm going up." Jiang Muyan pointed to the upstairs and said.

"Emp..." Kang Sichen said kindly, but his expression was a little strange, as if he was enduring something.

"What's wrong with you?"

"Can I borrow your bathroom once?" Kang Sichen's face was obviously pale.

"Oh." Jiang Muyan nodded, and then immediately understood, yes, no matter how artistic it is, it is impossible to eat and drink completely, can't it?

With a slightly awkward smile, Kang Sichen came out of the bathroom: "May I say can I go up and have a cup of coffee?" Such a movie scene, but it's not my style to borrow a toilet to find your home.

"Ha ha." Jiang Muyan laughed happily, and the depression at the beginning suddenly disappeared: "But this is indeed a way to try larks, and you can't deny this."

"Well, since you're here, why don't you buy me a cup of coffee?" Kang Sichen is a little bit of an inch ahead.

"Ye�. But the coffee here is all three-in-one, don't you mind? Although Jiang Muyan was asking, his hand had already poured a glass of water next to him, and then began to make coffee.

"I don't mind." Kang Sichen said and looked around. In fact, he didn't mind. No matter what the way he used, at least he has come in now. This is a good progress, isn't it?

"Let's talk about it after tasting it." Jiang Muyan put the coffee in Kang Sichen's hand.

"Do you live here alone?" Kang Sichen looked around and said.

"No..." Jiang Muyan saw Huanzi's messy bed with sharp eyes, and ** actually exposed a corner of his underwear. Isn't this ** naked invitation? So she closed the door as fast as possible before Kang Sichen's eyes reached. I shared the rent with another friend.

"Hm, it's good to have a friend. I thought you lived with your husband." Kang Sichen said tentatively.

"He... spends a lot of time in the army, so he just comes here occasionally." Jiang Muyan really doesn't want to talk about Huo Yan anymore.

Seeing Jiang Muyan's thoughts, Kang Sichen nodded and did not ask, but took a sip of coffee: "This taste is still good."

Is that right? I thought you only drank that kind of delicate coffee.

"Ha ha, I haven't reached the point of the valley." Kang Sichen said with a big smile. Then I drank a whole cup of coffee: "Anyway, thank you for your coffee."

"I'm afraid that my coffee will make your stomach uncomfortable again." Jiang Muyan said with a smile.

"No way, I'm not that fragile. Although I look thin, I've been exercising." Kang Sichen said with a smile.

"This is not a matter of exercise. Once the stomach adapts to one mode, it will have a certain resistance to another mode. You never eat roadside stalls, do you? Jiang Muyan looked back at Kang Sichen and said.

"Yes." Kang Sichen nodded: "You mean..."

"Well, I'm afraid it's because of your stomach discomfort just now." Jiang Muyan also took a sip of coffee and said.

"So that's it. Well, you must pay attention next time." After saying that, Kang Sichen put down the cup and got up: "Well, it's too late. I should go back. I don't have the habit of bringing my mobile phone. Butler Li must be anxious."

"Ye." Jiang Muyan nodded, and Kang Sichen's gentlemanly demeanor also made her feel relieved.

Kang Sichen looked at Jiang Muyan close the door and smiled. This is what he wants. First, get along calmly, get along peacefully, and then slowly approach, so that Jiang Muyan will not suddenly feel abrupt. This is his purpose of Kang Sichen's long-line fishing for big fish.

"How long are you going to follow?" Kang Sichen said to the shadow behind him as he walked.

"Is this the way you get close to words?" Huo Yan slowly walked forward and faced Kang Sichen again.

"It's better than being a coward." Kang Sichen said with a smile, "Huo Yan, if it weren't for Jiang Muyan, you and I might have become good friends. It's just... we are not destined to be friends. Jiang Muyan is the only woman I have lived to have and want to treat her well. I won't let go."

"I'm glad you can also tell me frankly. You can be my enemy like this, but... I won't let you go. Jiang Muyan and I are husband and wife, and our words are right. Huo Yan smiled slightly.

"Haha, husband and wife? Is it just right? Huo Yan, have you forgotten that you still have a long-haired beauty waiting for you? How can you reassure Jiang Muyan like this? If I were you, it would be better to let go." After saying that, Kang Sichen smiled successfully and walked forward.

Woman! Huo Yan sighed. Then turn around and go home.

"Huo Yan, go home once." Huo's father's phone immediately caught up, and Huo Yan had to go back.

As soon as I got home, I saw Huo's father losing his temper with Huo's mother, and his face was extremely ugly. As soon as he saw Huo Yan, Huo's father pointed to Huo Yan: "Go and talk to your son by yourself."

"What should I say? What am I doing for his good? Besides, I didn't make this thing. It was given to me by A Yan. They have been ready for a long time. Huo's mother's voice was a little soft, but it sounded confident.

"Ayan? What is it? Huo Yan was confused and looked at Huo's father.

"Look at yourself. When your mother went out at noon when I went to bed, I knew that there was nothing good and wanted to hide it from me, but I found out." Huo's father pointed to a piece of white paper on the table and said.

Huo Yan slowly walked over and opened it. His face suddenly changed. He didn't say anything for a long time, and then silently put it down: "Mom, is this given to you by A Yan?"

"Ye�. She said that she had prepared it very early, but it was a matter of express delivery, and she never gave it to you. So he gave it to me." Huo's mother said aggrievedly.

"Mom... What are you going to do with Ayan?" Huo Yan asked directly.

"I..."

"What else can she say? I have long wanted to ask Ayan to separate from you and talk about the children of the Huo family. I, Lao Huo, am not in a hurry. What are you worried about? What a joke!" Huo's father sighed and said.

"Children? Children? What do you mean? Huo Yan obviously doesn't understand.

"Isn't it that Ayan's stomach hasn't moved yet?" Father Huo also said softly.

"Mom...you...did you say that to her?" Huo Yan was shocked and then looked at Huo's mother and asked.

"I... didn't say it so directly. I just said that Su Chang had it... I didn't say anything else." Huo's mother quickly explained.

"Don't interfere in my business in the future!" Huo Yan resisted the anger that was about to break out, and then turned his head and left home.

"Son, what are you going to do? Son?" Huo's mother followed closely behind.

"I have a task and won't come back during this period." Huo Yan stopped and continued to walk forward after saying that.

"You...aren't you avoiding me? Old Huo... Look at your son..." Huo's mother quickly turned around and said to Huo's father.

"You asked for it!" Huo's father didn't mean any comfort at all. He also shook his head, and then turned around and went into the inner room.

"I...didn't I do so much just for you? Oh, Ayan has been thinking about getting a divorce for a long time. Are you all blaming me? OK! I don't care about anything, just let your Huo family be laughed to death in the future!" Huo's mother suddenly burst into tears, then sobbed, turned around and walked to the kitchen.