Chapter 635 Uncontrollable Heart (9)

After she finished speaking, Han Zhihui stared at her for a while before moving his lips: "Let's have dinner together tonight. I have something to talk to you about."

Cheng Weiwan didn't know if it was because of her own psychology. She felt that Han Zhihui's eyes were a little cold when he looked at her, and her heart also became a little cold.

Girls are naturally intuitive in this regard. She knew exactly what Han Zhihui was going to talk to her about at night.

She couldn't help but start to panic in her heart. Even though she knew that the love she thought was just a carefully arranged scam, she was still afraid of losing it.

Because she loved her with all her heart... no, she still loved her with all her heart...

Cheng Weiwan didn't dare to look directly into Han Zhihui's eyes. She lowered her eyes slightly and said "hmm". After a while, she said again: "Let's go home and eat tonight..."

"Too troublesome……"

"No, it's not troublesome." Cheng Weiwan interrupted Han Zhihui before he could finish his words: "I recently learned a new dish, and I originally wanted to make it for you..."

Han Zhihui was silent for a while, and finally complied with her wishes: "Okay, then you work first. When you finish your work later, go to the parking lot to find me."

In fact, Cheng Weiwan had already finished her work, but after Han Zhihui left, she still lingered in the crew for a long time before going to the parking lot.

"Nine Layers of the Palace" was played in the movie city in the southern suburbs of BJ. The drive back to the city took a long time. Cheng Weiwan was afraid of being in the car, so Han Zhihui started talking to him. As soon as he got in the car, he pretended to be tired. He looked very sleepy, closing his eyes and pretending to sleep.

When they arrived at Han Zhihui's home, as soon as the car stopped, Cheng Weiwan got out of the car first, left the words "I'm going to the supermarket to buy ingredients", and ran away in a hurry.

Carrying a bag of fresh ingredients, Cheng Weiwan returned to Han Zhihui's home. Instead of opening the door with the key as before, Cheng Weiwan knocked on the door.

When Han Zhihui opened the door for her, she gave him a smile that she had practiced many times on the way back from the supermarket, and then entered the kitchen without waiting for him to speak.

It's already eight o'clock when the food is cooked.

Cheng Weiwan was in the restaurant, staring blankly at the three dishes and one soup he had placed on the dining table for a long time, before calling Han Zhihui to come over for dinner.

When Han Zhihui sat down, Cheng Weiwan thoughtfully served him rice and soup as before, and even handed the chopsticks to him personally.

Cheng Weiwan served himself rice. After sitting down, just like before, he was afraid that Han Zhihui would speak, so he spoke first: "I'm so hungry. Let's eat quickly."

Cheng Weiwan was really hungry. She was pregnant and had been eating a lot recently.

After the words were settled, she lowered her head and picked up her meal, regardless of whether Han Zhihui moved her chopsticks.

When the bowl of rice was finished, Han Zhihui, who was sitting opposite, said, "Cheng is not late."

He used to call her "Wanwan", but now he calls her by her first name...

Cheng Weiwan's hand holding the chopsticks shook suddenly, and then he said in a panic: "Well, I'm not full yet, let's talk later, okay?"

With that said, Cheng Weiwan served himself another full bowl of rice and stuffed it into his mouth.

Han Zhihui leaned on the back of his chair and stared at the girl in front of him with her head lowered and eating desperately. He felt a little short of breath for no reason. He turned his head and stayed for a while. He found that the dull feeling still showed no sign of dissipating, so he kicked away The chair behind him stood up: "I'll go out and wait for you."