Since there were only tomatoes, eggs and a little bit of green vegetables at home, she could only make simple tomato and egg noodles.
But it tasted and looked good.
The two sat at the table, and Ayan looked at the noodles in front of him, his handsome face revealing a smile." This is the first time I've eaten the noodles you made."
Camille didn't respond, just said, "Eat up, or it'll stick together."
When she finished, she had already picked up the spoon and started.
Ayan's always ate in an elegant way. Even eating noodles would not appear rude, but it was also not that kind of girly feeling. Anyway, it was in line with his appearance and grace.
Ayan was a good guest and didn't even leave any soup over.
After putting down the bowl, he volunteered, "I'll do the dishes."
"No, I'll be fine on my own."
"You cook the noodles, I'll do the dishes, fair enough." Having said that, he had collected the dishes from Camille's hand, then got up and walked to the kitchen.
Maple Leaves Mansion's kitchen was open, so Camille could see everything from the dining room.
In her memory, he never did the housework.
But at the moment, looking at his back washing dishes, she would feel no sense of contradiction again.
She withdrew her gaze and looked no further. Sienna also sent a message at that moment, asking, "It's raining non-stop, he's not looking for a sleepover at this time, is he?"
Camille didn't know how to reply it.
Camille turned off the phone and put it down, lightly pursed her lips and thought about what to do.
With only two bowls and two pairs of chopsticks, Ayan washed them quickly, then returned to the living room.
Camille stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window in the living room, watching the soybean-sized raindrops hit the glass window with a not-so-subtle sound. She looked back at Ayan and asked in a light voice, "Are you going to have Kian come and pick it up later or are you going to go by yourself?"
She thought about it again and again and decided to make it clear, because she didn't want him to stay overnight.
If it was the Simpson's mansion, she felt she had no right to impose requirements on him. After all, it was the Simpson family's place, but at the moment it was in her own place and there were only the two of them, so Camille didn't want him to stay overnight.
Her words made the atmosphere suddenly heavy, Ayan narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at her. The tight frown was also obvious. He said indifferently: "Are you driving me away?"
"I don't mean that, it's just that it's late, there's work tomorrow, you should go back early and rest!"
She was cold and distant, just as close to saying, "Ayan, you can leave now."
Ayan looked at her, his thin lips pursed into a straight line. He smiled indifferently, his voice was deep, and his eyes seemed to see through the deepest part of her heart. "It's still raining heavily, and it's not safe for Kian to come over at this time. If you want to rest, can you lend me your living room for a while?"
He walked towards her and stood by her looking out the window.
Because of the rain, it was dark outside and even the lights were dim.
He stood beside her, his crisp, fresh breath filling the air, making Camille a little less than comfortable.
She turned and walked aside to pour a glass of water, distancing herself from him, and then said softly, "As you wish."
It was raining heavily, so it would indeed be inappropriate to insist on kicking him out, and it was not safe for him to drive in this weather.
Camille went back to her room, closed the door behind her and locked it behind her.
She took a shower and leaned over the bed to read for a while, during which time it was very quiet both inside and outside the house, as if Camille was the only one home.
Probably because she knew there was someone out there, Camille couldn't help but get distracted when she read, and even if she forced herself to focus, she couldn't really continue reading
She closed the book and looked at the time. It was past ten o'clock, but the rain had no intention of stopping.
At this time, she could not open the door again to rush him, so she could only stay in the room, so in the end she did not know exactly when she fell asleep.
The next morning, Camille was awakened by the alarm clock. She washed and changed before coming out, then saw Ayan sitting quietly on the couch, and got up immediately after seeing her.
His clothes were a little wrinkled, his hair a little messy. There was breakfast on the table. He said, "It stopped raining too late last night, so I stayed here. I went downstairs and bought breakfast. You can eat it, and I'll go to the office first."
Then, without waiting for Camille to say anything, he had already grabbed his coat and walked out the door.
He just left like that?
Camille stood there for a long time without moving, thinking about what he just said. In fact, he could have just left without saying anything or doing anything. Why did he wait until she came out to tell her specifically?
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