Chapter 409 Don't Like Me
The dishes on the table show obvious polarization.
On the one hand, it is full of color, flavor and taste, which makes people move their index fingers at first sight, while on the other hand, it is indescribable, giving off a frightening taste.
In William Bryan's bowl, Charlee Ford put a piece of black dish that can't see what it is. He looked up and looked forward to her very much.
William Bryan hesitated for a moment, then clipped the dish out again with a blank face.
Yang Tingting was still unhappy. He cooked such a big table of good dishes. It stands to reason that William Bryan should not eat those "dark dishes" in Charlee Ford.
But she was not sure about William Bryan's attitude towards Charlee Ford. Maybe he would like to eat Charlee Ford's cooking?
As a calculating woman, she won't make it too obvious to be jealous.
However, William Bryan only stunned for two seconds, then clipped out the black things made by Charlee Ford, and instead clipped a chopstick made by Yang Tingting, and chewed it slowly.
When he eats, his posture is elegant, and even if there are home-cooked dishes in front of him, he also eats the high-level feeling of a five-star hotel.
Charlee Ford felt a little hurt.
Although she used to use knives, guns and sticks, it was the first time she went to the kitchen. The kitchen knife and machete were completely different things in her hand, and the spatula did not have the silver needle.
Therefore, she was inevitably burned and had some small bubbles on her hands.
But William Bryan didn't know it. He didn't know it, and he ruined his sincerity. She finally went into the kitchen for him.
Is it true that what you do is so bad, so he dislikes it?
Or... he doesn't like himself anymore?
Charlee Ford's dull heart had a sense of crisis for the first time. She didn't feel this way in the past. William Bryan could give her a sense of security too much. As long as she was there, there was no room for other women in his eyes.
Even if he is in love, he can still wake up because of her. Even if he stings all over, he should hold her and kiss her and give her silent love.
Charlee Ford now sat at the table, looking at William Bryan, who was indifferent in front of him, and all he could think of was his old goodness.
Some things, really want to lose, will know how to cherish.
Is she really going to lose William Bryan?
Somehow, Charlee Ford suddenly some grievances, she shattered glass general hanging head, silently picked up their own cooking to eat a bite.
Oh, it tastes terrible.
It is no wonder that he doesn't like himself. He will only fight and kill all day, and he won't go to the kitchen, and he can't cook delicious dishes.
Seeing that Charlee Ford finally lowered his head, William Bryan's eyes fell obscurely on her.
He could clearly feel that she seemed to be a little unhappy now.
Do you think you have gone too far?
After dinner, William Bryan got up and was about to leave. Charlee Ford, depressed and silently followed him.
Yang Tingting got up to send it, but William Bryan refused. Two people came out of Yang Tingting's home, and it was already the beginning of the lights. The outside was full of lights, and neon lights hit them both, giving them a faint halo.
William Bryan was tall and walked in front, and Charlee Ford followed her step by step. If it weren't for the slight silence between them, the picture looked very harmonious and wonderful.
Charlee Ford hung his head and stared at William Bryan's shadow on the ground in some weary silence, and hid himself quietly in his shadow in silence.
She thought of things, a careless, hit a wall of meat, she staggered two steps, nearly did not stand firm.
Charlee Ford exclaimed, and his hands fluttered, thinking that he was going to fall a big somersault, but his waist suddenly stretched out a hand, which was strong and strong, and brought her into a warm embrace.
William Bryan resisted the tingling feeling all over his body and fished Charlee Ford up and into his arms.
When he stood firm, he silently let her go.
But after all, he reached out and caught her. Charlee Ford looked at a flash of worry in his eyes and felt very incomprehensible.
He obviously pays attention to himself, otherwise he won't reach out when she is about to fall, but what is he making trouble with himself?
William Bryan let her go, turned and walked quickly.
"Wait." Charlee Ford let out a cry and grabbed his sleeve.
She knew that it would hurt him when he met a woman, so she didn't dare to hold his hand.
If it was someone else, William Bryan would have been impatient to get rid of it, but it happened that this person was Charlee Ford, and he had no way to take her, so he could only blame her for standing in place, but her tall body was still facing Charlee Ford.
Charlee Ford went round to him, looked up into his eyes and asked, "William Bryan, are you angry?"
William Bryan sipped his lips. "No."
Charlee Ford snapped his fingers and began to count. "You haven't called me or called me for three days. You have been ignoring me all day today. You still say you are not angry?"
William Bryan's eyebrows beat, thinking that this woman remembered so clearly.
If she knows, why can't she take the initiative to find herself?
He has some entanglement, on the one hand, because of his small thoughts, feel like a woman, on the other hand, and feel that he can't forgive Charlee Ford so easily.
"Why don't you talk?" Charlee Ford's face gradually sank. She looked at William Bryan. For a long time, she looked ugly and asked, "Either angry or you don't like me?"
"You don't like me? Do you like that Yang Tingting?" Charlee Ford turned his head and stared at William Bryan with a serious face.
He looked at her slightly nervous expression, and at that time felt helpless and funny.
How on earth did she come to this conclusion?
William Bryan lowered his head and looked into Charlee Ford's eyes. He wanted to explain, but for a moment he was ashamed to speak.
Do you want to tell her that your thoughts are like women?
"Ah, is this your reaction really..." Charlee Ford looked at him in shock, and when he looked at it, he flattened his mouth with grievance and said, "William Bryan, are you really going to abandon me, you love rat..."
William Bryan puffed at the corners of his mouth and watched her really cry. He sighed, squatted down and picked her up sideways.
He carried her to the car, put her in the co-pilot, and buckled her seat belt.
After this series of actions, William Bryan sighed again, and finally turned his eyes to Charlee Ford's face and asked, "Where did you go when you left the hospital that day?"
Charlee Ford paused, forgetting his grievance and wondering how to explain it to William Bryan.
"I want to hear the truth." His hard voice sounded again.