I Deliver Food In a Lamborghini

The incense was lit in the living room, it wasn't heavy, it seemed to float in the air, very similar to the smell on Shen Yanqing's body.

Nan Ge sniffed lightly, then followed Shen Yanqing's back with his eyes, watching him disappear around the corner, as if he had entered a room.

The other party was not there, and she didn't know what to do, but her attention was quickly attracted by the piano in the living room.

Shen Yanqing came back not long after.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Nan Ge didn't even look back: "Can you still play the piano?"

"Well, but it's not professional." Shen Yanqing put the medicine box on the table, opened it and said, "I studied for a few years when I was a child, but I was busy studying later, so I didn't continue to study."

"When I first moved here, my friend said the living room was too spacious, so I sent it here. I rarely touch it."

"Ah." Nan Ge said he understood.

Seeing that she was looking at the piano all the time, Shen Yanqing followed her gaze and looked twice more, "Like piano?"

"I have it at home too, but I don't know how to do it."

It is exactly the same as his, it seems to be some kind of Steinway.

"Anyone else in the family like it?"

Nan Ge thought about it carefully, but still shook his head, "My brother was forced to learn it when he was young, so he probably doesn't like it."

"When my brother practiced the piano when he was young, he asked me to sit by the side and turn over the score for him, but he didn't sound good at all as he played the piano."

This is not the first time Shen Yanqing has heard Nan Ge mention her brother.

Just when she was about to ask her brother what he did, she looked away and glanced at him twice, as if she was observing something.

"What's wrong?" He froze his hands.

After pondering for two seconds, Nan Ge touched his chin and said, "I don't know why my grandpa insists on my brother learning the piano. It doesn't suit his temperament at all."

"I can imagine you playing the piano, it must be very elegant. As for my brother..."

Having said that, she couldn't help shaking her head with a blank expression.

Shen Yanqing was amused by her disgusted expression, and sat down beside her, "Then what is your brother's temperament?"

Without even thinking about it, Nan Ge blurted out: "Rogue temperament."

Shen Yanqing: "..."

Nan Ge is not exaggerating at all, her brother Nan Zhe really has nothing to do with the word "elegant" at all, and he can't even pretend to feel like Shen Yanqing.

To say that he has a "rogue temperament", Nan Ge felt that he was complimenting him.

Shen Yanqing smiled, "Your brother should treat you very well, right?"

Although Nange always hears complaints, this also proves that the relationship between the brother and sister is really good.

"Yeah." Nan Ge nodded without hesitation.

This is true.

Growing up so big, as long as it is something she wants, her brother will buy it for her.

Every time her brother said that he would not buy it for her, but most of the time, the item would definitely appear in front of her the next day.

It's like when she said she wanted a scooter, her brother refused, saying that her driving skills were so bad that he suspected that the driver's license was stolen. But the next day he still sent the latest Lamborghini in his garage to her school.

"Hand out, let me have a look."

She was so engrossed in her thoughts that she didn't listen to what Shen Yanqing said, so she didn't move.

When she reacted, someone grabbed her hand, and the other's fingertips were lightly pressed against the inside of her wrist.

Shen Yanqing helped her take off the gloves, carefully turning her hands.

After checking it carefully and making sure that the injury was not serious, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, "Fortunately, it's just scratched the lower part."

After saying that, he took out iodophor and helped her clean it up carefully, "I'll try to be as gentle as possible."

"Okay." Nan Ge replied.

The iodophor was a little cold, and it didn't hurt when it touched the wound, but she still couldn't help shrinking.

Shen Yanqing was still pressing her wrist with the other hand, and stopped immediately after sensing her resistance, raised his eyelids and asked her: "Does it hurt?"

Nan Ge shook his head like a rattle.

She was not seriously injured at all. After she fell, she subconsciously supported herself on the ground, but her skin was broken a little, and a Band-Aid could fix it.

But—she looked up, and her eyes fell on his face.

The bright light from the overhead chandelier intertwined with the light from the floor lamp beside him, gently covering the man.

He bowed his head, frowning tightly, with a serious expression. From her angle, she could clearly see his eyes under the lens.

She asked in a strange way: "Are you very short-sighted?"

"It's not serious." Shen Yanqing focused on her hands.

"Then what do you still wear glasses at home, won't it be uncomfortable?"

"I'm worried that I can't see your wound clearly."

After a few seconds, Nan Ge heard him say again: "If there are any broken stones or other dirty things, I'm afraid I won't be able to clean them up."

Never thought it was the reason...

Nan Ge remembered that when Shen Yanqing opened the door for her just now, he didn't wear glasses.

It seems that when I go in to get the medicine box, I put it on by the way.

"Let me take a look at the other hand." He put the treated left hand back on her lap, and reached out to her again.

Nan Ge blinked, and obediently put his right hand into his palm.

Shen Yanqing took a closer look, and finally let go of his frowning eyebrows, "This one is fine."

"Are there any other wounds?"

Nan Ge felt it carefully and shook his head.

Wear thicker clothes in winter.

When the hand is on the ground, the glove is rubbed up, and the palm of the hand is scratched.

Shen Yanqing was still worried, and asked one after another: "Have you moved since you got up, and did you feel any pain?"

"Are the bones broken?"

"Probably not." It's been a while, and the pain in my body has long since disappeared.

Hearing her "should", coupled with her ignorant expression, Shen Yanqing didn't think her words had any value.

"Stand up and take two steps."

Nan Ge: "..." Huh?

——

After repeatedly assuring that she was fine, Shen Yanqing let her go.

Nan Ge glanced at the takeaways on the table, and then remembered the business, "Well, your takeaways don't seem to be very edible."

"May I order another for you?"

"If you don't want to eat, I will refund the money to you."

Shen Yanqing glanced at the takeaway on the table, and probably guessed what it looked like without opening it.

"It's okay, I ate it on the plane."

"..." Nan Ge scratched his head, his eyes were blank: "Then what takeaway do you order?"

Shen Yanqing was bent over and was carefully arranging the medicine box with her head down.

Hearing this, he just smiled and replied, "You can order it after you've eaten."

Nan Ge thinks it makes sense, "The meal on the plane is not very tasty, and the portion is also small. Besides, it's been an hour or two, so I should be hungry."

"If you're too hungry, I'll go downstairs and buy you something else first? Because our restaurant is a bit slow..."

"Don't bother, I'm actually not hungry."

Nan Ge was completely speechless, "You don't want to eat, so what do you do with the takeaway?"

"Ordering takeaway doesn't necessarily mean you want to eat." On the opposite side, Shen Yanqing gently closed the medicine box, straightened up, and gently looked at her:

"What if I want to see you."

Today there is an update beforehand, slipping and kneeling to apologize