Please Eat Me and the Director’s Cp

Chapter 11:

Since the relationship has changed, it seems that anything can be said, but if Shen Ning can ask this question, she simply doesn't know what to say.

She thought about it and thought it was a bit ridiculous. In the business field, she was always praised and eloquent, and she could have such a day.

But I have to say, it's interesting to see Qiu Yang's reaction.

I saw Qiu Yang's eyelashes trembling, his expression changed from confused to sober, his delicate brows also frowned, and he refused righteously: "No."

Even though these two words were in a very serious tone, Qiu Yang still had a soft taste when he said them.

Shen Ningruo's thoughts jumped, thinking that when Qiu Yang was under her last night, he called her name once.

Sounds like never before.

Shen Ningruo raised her hand again and wanted to brush Qiu Yang's hair, but Qiu Yang avoided and looked at her with some vigilance: "I can comb it myself."

"I didn't say you wouldn't." Shen Ningruo's fingers curled up, and she didn't feel embarrassed, so she lowered her hand, again with that arrogant look, she didn't see anything, she walked to the sofa and sat down Come down, "It's time for you to stay here today."

Qiu Yang ignored her, went to the bathroom and picked up the comb.

There was a table in the room with Qiu Yang's computer on it, and a wireless mouse beside it.

The computer page has been blacked out, but it is not difficult to see traces of office work.

When Shen Ningruo waited for Qiu Yang to come out, she pretended to be curious and asked, "Do you still work when you come out to play?"

Qiu Yang sat on the chair with his back to Shen Ningruo: "I'm not free."

She turned on the computer, clicked on the file again, and tapped her fingertips on the keyboard.

Shen Ningruo looked at her long hair loose, and said the same sentence before: "I didn't say you were free."

Qiu Yang: "…"

Qiu Yang turned his head and couldn't help but ask, "What's the matter with you?"

"I'm hungry."

"But I don't know what to eat."

"Can you give me some advice?"

With the name "Little Sheep" again, Qiu Yang felt that he was not used to it, and when he heard it, he had some complicated feelings.

Because Shen Ningruo called her the same way last night, each mouthful of "little sheep", with a warm breath in her ear.

This is a very intimate name, but her relationship with Shen Ningruo is not at this level, it is still far behind, they are still just strangers who know each other's gender and name.

Even if they have done the most intimate thing in the world.

Qiu Yang looked back at the computer again, but replied, "Have you ever tried the rice noodles in Xicheng?"

"No."

"Then eat this."

Shen Ningruo obediently opened the takeout software, searched for rice noodles, and entered a store with a high score.

She looked at the menu, turned her fingertips slowly, and said in a few seconds, "I'll order one for you too."

Qiu Yang refused: "I don't like rice noodles."

"Then you recommend this to me."

Qiu Yang tapped the keyboard for a while, then continued after two seconds: "You order it."

Shen Ningruo pursed her lips, and there was a hint of irritability in her heart.

She guessed that Qiu Yang might be thinking of his ex-girlfriend.

Qiu Yang did think of Tao Sixian. Before she met Tao Sixian, she also liked pasta very much.

She likes noodles, rice noodles, and rice noodles, whether thick or thin, but Tao Sixian doesn't like it. Tao Sixian said that she can't smell the smell, especially after living together, so she didn't let Qiu Yang eat them again.

So in the past three years, Qiu Yang hasn't eaten much of these things. If Shen Ningruo hadn't said that just now, she would have almost forgotten about it.

Qiu Yang stared at the computer and let out a sigh.

Thinking back carefully, when she fell in love with Tao Sixian, she discarded too many things.

If Shen Ning didn't speak any more, she leaned on the sofa and looked at her phone, occasionally looking up at Qiu Yang's back.

The takeaway was delivered to the door in thirty minutes. If Shen Ningruo got up to get it, she put the bag on the coffee table.

"I didn't order rice noodles." Shen Ningruo set the tableware, her expression couldn't tell her emotions, "I'll eat first."

Qiu Yang: "Okay."

She didn't look back, but soon she could smell the aroma of the food.

Shen Ningruo usually eats slowly, but today she sped up a bit and put away the chopsticks soon after.

After wiping her mouth clean, she said, "I'm going back."

Qiu Yang's answer didn't change: "Okay."

Shen Ningruo was holding the phone, her face was gloomy and uncertain, and when she got to the door, she didn't see Qiu Yang looking at her.

She opened the door and went out.

Qiu Yang finally breathed a sigh of relief, as Shen Ningruo kept staring at her, her body was a little stiff.

The coffee table still looked clean. Shen Ningruo tidyed up before leaving, and now there is a portion of rice that was still covered, as well as dishes that were only half cooked.

Shen Ningruo ate two servings of this dish abruptly, and the one next to him didn't seem to have touched a single bite.

Qiu Yang pursed his lips, looked at the door of the confinement room again, and began to reflect on whether his attitude towards Shen Ningruo was a little too indifferent.

But the two of them are just the objects of an affair, where do they need any care, and they are not in love.

What they did last night was love without emotion.

The bed and under the bed should be separated a little, so as to avoid unnecessary entanglements and troubles in the future.

Qiu Yang didn't plan to be a long-term friend. These few days in Xicheng were her deepest indulgence over the years.

If Shen Ning knew what Qiu Yang was thinking, she was still a little angry, as if she was a beast of a flood.

But she is not, she is already a very different version of herself in Qiu Yang's place.

She began to think that she shouldn't have been curious about Qiu Yang because she felt Qiu Yang was pitiful, and she followed him to Xicheng.

It was really unexpected for her to be deflated here with Qiu Yang, but at the same time this feeling was quite novel.

It was Shen Ningruo's first experience.

She calmed herself down for a while, turned on the computer, and looked at the file sent by Ke Ziye.

Shen Ningruo, who is working, has changed. She is not as active and "frivolous" in front of Qiu Yang, her expression is solemn, and she sees the content in great detail.

And it's easy to forget the time.

Another online meeting was held, and it was almost half past five when it ended. When the computer was turned off, Shen Ningruo rubbed her eyebrows and looked out the window.

The sun is not so rampant anymore, and the sky outside is a lot darker, but this sunset beauty is still a bit shocking.

Shen Ningruo withdrew her eyes before the tour group came back.

Today, I asked Qiu Yang to climb the mountain, but the atmosphere between the two was subtle and no one mentioned a word.

It's too late to go now, because the sun will soon set and it will be more dangerous to be outside.

Just thinking about this, the door was knocked again, and Shen Ningruo put her hair back a little before going to open the door.

Unfortunately, it was not Qiu Yang who stood outside the door, but Wu Xiaoqiong and Zhao Mingfen who had just returned.

The two aunties looked very happy. Wu Xiaoqiong said to Shen Ningruo, "Xiao Shen, the quality of the video you shot is very good. People have been giving us praises today!"

"It's not my credit." Shen Ningruo said, looking at Qiu Yang's door.

Zhao Mingfen smiled kindly: "Xiao Shen, after returning to Yuncheng, my aunt invited you to come to my house. Oh, and Xiao Qiu, you are both good children, and the photos she took for us yesterday were also very good."

"Okay." I agreed on the surface, even though Shen Ningruo probably wouldn't contact them after she went back.

What about Qiu Yang?

Are you still in touch?

It seemed that the opposite door could sense Shen Ningruo's thoughts, and it opened the next second, the crack in the door became wider and wider, and finally Qiu Yang appeared in their line of sight.

Zhao Mingfen hurriedly asked, "Xiao Qiu, is there anything better?"

Qiu Yang looked at Shen Ningruo's eyes, and then smiled at the two aunties in front of him: "It's nothing, thank you for your concern."

"That's good." Wu Xiaoqiong nodded, "Then you go to dinner, come back early, it's dangerous outside."

"it is good."

The two aunts left, and others passed by in front of them.

Shen Ningruo and Qiu Yang each stood at the door, their eyes met, one was cold and the other was calm.

After a while, the corridor fell silent.

Qiu Yang said, "Didn't you say you should be in my room?"

Shen Ningruo's throat rolled down, she took out her room card, closed the door, and went to Qiu Yang's room.

The door on this side also closed immediately, leaving only a "bang" that echoed in the corridor.

There is a cabinet that is neither high nor short at the entrance, for temporary storage, Shen Ningruo hugs Qiu Yang, puts Qiu Yang on it and sits on it.

The two looked at each other and didn't speak.

After a few seconds, Shen Ningruo spoke, her expression loosened, and a smile appeared in her eyes: "Why did you invite me so early."

Qiu Yang put her arms forward and hooked Shen Ningruo's neck. She made a thoughtful look, and then leaned towards Shen Ningruo and said, "I want to sleep with you."

"Ok?"

It's exactly the same as what Shen Ningruo said a few hours ago.

After Qiu Yang finished speaking, she stopped just a millimeter or two away from Shen Ningruo's lips.

Breathing is intertwined again.

Shen Ningruo lowered her eyelashes: "Little sheep..."

"What's wrong?" Qiu Yang had already put on Shen Ningruo's lips, and when he said these three words, he was not so clear.

If Shen Ning didn't answer, she clamped Qiu Yang's waist, no longer hesitated, and stuck out the tip of her tongue.

What to say?

In the afternoon, it's not actually "want to sleep with you".

Rather—

I miss you.

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