The wall clock in the living room pointed at seven o'clock, and the dusk was dark, and the lights in the building opposite were lit up one after another.

If she doesn't have to suppress things in her heart, with a bright personality, she rarely looks like she is in front of her. She doesn't even turn on the lights, and sits on the sofa empty-headed and sits for more than an hour.

When he was on the phone with Shi Jun, he said he would come back at about six o'clock. Later, he called and said that the work progress would be delayed, so it would be even later.

Mingmei had been sitting for too long, and her waist was a little sore. She pulled over a pillow, lay down on the sofa, and continued to stare at the window to empty it.

It took a long time before the sound of the key falling off the door finally came from the direction of the door.

The sensing light at the entrance was lit, accompanied by the sound of opening the door, and then the sound of footsteps. The light in the living room lighted up, and the deep twilight retreated from the room. The sudden light made Mingmei subconsciously block her eyes. When she sat up, Shi Jun had already walked up to her.

"Why don't you turn on the light?" he asked, his face was tired, but his eyes were bright.

"Oh, I'm asleep." Mingmei lied.

Shi Jun noticed her expression and did not see any abnormality, so he turned around and went to the bathroom to wash his hands.

When he passed by the restaurant, he saw the dishes placed on the table and apologized: "I thought I could finish work at five o'clock, but when I took the last set of photos, the photographer always felt unsatisfied, so he delayed the progress."

Mingmei then stood up and walked to the restaurant. She smiled and said, "It's okay, just use the microwave to heat the food when it is cold. Even if it affects the taste, I don't have to carry the pot. Anyway, I ordered takeaway."

She reached out and pointed to the soup, unable to help but seek credit: "But I cooked this soup, is it still very sincere?"

Shi Jun looked at Tang, and was a little surprised: "What day is today? It will make you give up your principles and go into the kitchen."

Mingmei retorted: "My principles have always come with my mood."

While she was talking, she held the plate and went to the kitchen microwave, urging him: "Go and wash your hands quickly and prepare for dinner."

When Shijun cleaned up from the bathroom and returned to the restaurant, he found that there was a bottle of red wine on the table.

In the afternoon, she called him and asked him to go home for dinner. Shi Jun was still surprised. He had finished the filming before and flew to Binhai again, and immediately returned home after finishing his work. He was very nervous at that time, but after seeing Mingmei, she did not show any abnormality. He quietly paid attention to her emotions and observed for several days, but nothing happened. So he put away his guess and thought that he was just too much of a mind.

I don’t know what day it is, but she actually cooked herself. Shi Jun thought about it for a long time but couldn’t come up with the answer.

Mingmei had already had the food, so she returned to the restaurant.

She sat down opposite him, poured him a glass of wine and handed it over.

Shi Jun reached out to catch it, but hesitated for a moment.

"Why, you still have a film tomorrow? So you can't drink?"

He glanced at the wine in his hand, and did not want to destroy the atmosphere, so he lied. "No, I'll take a break tomorrow."

He took a sip of wine, but found that Mingmei was drinking very fiercely, so she poured a large mouthful into her mouth.

"You..." Before he could ask, he had been interrupted by Mingmei.

"You have such a full schedule every day, we don't have a chance to have dinner together. It's rare that you are at home, so it's not an exaggeration to celebrate with a bottle of wine, right?" She raised her glass to him and gestured to him and took another sip.

时隽此时已能感觉到,她今天的状态不对劲.

"So, do you mind I'm too busy?"

明媚认真的看了他一眼,摆摆手道:“当然不是,你这个职业,不忙可就麻烦了.”

Shi Jun didn't say anything and looked at her silently.

明媚却仿佛没有察觉,兴冲冲的给他盛了一碗汤,自信道:“尝尝我这个新手厨师的手艺,我觉得我有做饭的天赋.”

时隽心里有疑惑,饭自然也吃得食不知味.他需要弄清楚,今日的反常到底源自何来.

But Mingmei was eating and drinking. She ate less than him, but she drank more than him. The meal was finished in a sloppy atmosphere with each thought.

而明媚也因为喝得有点多,开始酒劲上头了.她觉得脑袋有点晕乎,一直在揉太阳穴.

时隽关心道:“你还好吧?要不要去房里躺一会.”

Mingmei stood up shakingly on the table: "I want to take a shower first." She was covered in alcohol and could not bear it for a minute.

时隽想伸手扶她,被她拒绝了:“时老师,不用管我,你还有洗碗的差事.”

She went back to the room, took out her clothes and moved to the bathroom.

Shi Jun looked at her back and his eyebrows sank. He was filled with doubts, and what she said just now, always feeling implied. When he got it done, he needed to have a good talk with her.

After Shijun finished cleaning the kitchen, Mingmei also took a shower.

She wore a pearl pink suspender nightgown and satin material, and the style was quite conservative, but when Shi Jun saw her at first sight, he felt a sudden heart.

Maybe it wasn't a problem with clothes. She drank wine and had a bright red face. She was wiping her wet hair with a towel. When she walked over from afar, the fragrance emitted from her body suddenly penetrated into his breath. In this case, if he could still be calm, unless he had a hidden disease.

Mingmei didn't know that his thoughts were surging at this moment, and she walked straight to him and stood there, only an arm away from him.

Shi Jun's Adam's apple rolled twice subconsciously, closed his eyes, and barely looked away from her.

He must have drunk too much, and alcohol began to cause trouble in his body.

"You've been tired for a day, so hurry up and take a shower."

不知为何,此刻听着她的声音,都好像变得不似寻常.

Shi Jun said "um" and could no longer say a word from his mouth, as if he would reveal his thoughts if he said one more sentence.

他回房取了换洗衣物,然后转身进了卫生间,总算让自己看起来还是神色如常.

The moment Mingmei pushed the bathroom door, the light in her eyes dimmed.
Chapter completed!