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Facing such a cold and business-like Jian Ning, he simply didn't know what to say. There was only a self-deprecating voice in his head. Look, he still missed the taste of home, thinking that Jian Ning was doing it for him and was waiting for her. He eats.
But in reality, she was just waiting to ask him for money.
¡°But that¡¯s not a bad thing.
¡°At least it proves that she really believes that he is Tong Yicheng in her heart.
For the time being, he no longer has to worry about whether his identity has been suspected by Jian Ning.
He nodded, tried to make his expression look better, took the pen, and with a few swipes, he quickly offset the 'work expenses' for today's dinner from his debt.
Jian Ning looked at the account book, confirmed it, and then returned the chopsticks.
But this time, instead of putting it in his hand, he put it directly on the table.
Fu Tingyao: ""
Isn¡¯t this a bit too realistic?
Seeing that he didn¡¯t hold the chopsticks for a while, Jian Ning quickly spotted the opportunity and never missed any opportunity to make money. ¡°Do you need me to hand it to you?¡±
Your use of this word is very soulful.
Fu Tingyao has now tried hard not to be easily fooled by the superficial beauty.
He was wary, but saw that her hands had already been put on the chopsticks - this was not a question at all, but a notification.
And all he has to do is obey.
If this can bring her some happiness.
?Then the cost is too cost-effective.
Fu Tingyao nodded, "Yes, I need it."
Sure enough, Jian Ning's voice became mechanical and cold again. After putting the chopsticks into his hands respectfully, she took out the organized account book and said, "The service fee for delivering chopsticks is one hundred yuan. Please outline it on the book. Lose."
Although Fu Tingyao was well prepared for this, he was still slightly disappointed by Jian Ning's stylization.
He didn¡¯t care about money, but envisioned another possibility, ¡°Will you have dinner with me?¡±
Jian Ning smiled, but it was just a smile, "It depends on your request."
Fu Tingyao understood immediately. He took a pen and marked two more lines on the debt, "Let's have a meal together, one thousand yuan."
Jian Ning¡¯s legs and feet that were about to leave immediately retracted, ¡°Okay!¡±
Fu Tingyao was afraid that she would find it strange, so he couldn't help but explain, "I used to eat from hundreds of restaurants. Every restaurant I went to was bustling. I didn't like to eat alone."
Jian Ning's eyes lightly glanced at this house, which although decorated in warm tones, was neatly tidied and did not look like a second person lived in it at all. She nodded, "I understand. Anyway, as long as you give me money to pay off the debt, I'll be fine." I hope I can pay off your debt soon."
"Then what?"
"Then I can leave here without being accused of being a defaulter." Jian Ning said, "This is the first time I have been accused of being a defaulter. It's really a bit uncomfortable."
Although the family conditions were average when I was a child, there was no shortage of food and clothing.
Even if you end up in jail when you grow up, as long as you don¡¯t have any special material desires, you can live a normal life.
Not to mention after returning to the imperial capital.
"Didn't you say before that someone would come to deliver money? After two phone calls, you revealed your true colors and gave up resistance?"
"Yeah." Jian Ning met his eyes, looking calm and ready to laugh, "You still don't want to eat?" She stood up and served herself a bowl of rice, and started using her chopsticks with a calm expression.
"You haven't eaten yet?"
It was as if he had already guessed that he would ask her to eat at the same table.
"Of course." Jan Ning paused, "You, the paying employer, haven't eaten yet, how can I eat first?"
¡° Even so, Fu Tingyao always felt that something was wrong.
But in the end, the secret and careful happiness overwhelmed everything.
Since having dinner at Yayuan Qingju before, he has not had the opportunity to have a meal with her at the same table.
It¡¯s better to cherish it first.
Therefore, each grain of rice seems to be given a different meaning, and it tastes particularly sweet when eaten. The dishes also have the taste that only Jian Ning can make, and there is always a faint aroma that penetrates the nose.
Not strong, not greasy, very appetizing.
After a hearty meal, Fu Tingyao stood up and cleared the table naturally.
Jian Ning doesn¡¯t like washing dishes, which is something he always keeps in mind.
So the two of them didn't talk nonsense, even if they agreed that it was him who should do the job.
She originally wanted to take the opportunity to cross off a few more entries in the ledger.
But seeing his hand already reaching into the sink, I felt it was unnecessary.
never mind.
Why do you have to be so serious?
?????????????????????????????????? Just passable.
Think of this as satisfying her last doubts and temptations.
A test of oneself.
It is also indulgence.
It is the most wanted thing after destroying all reason.
Rather than being depressed.
It¡¯s not about looking at reality.
It¡¯s not about carrying those heavy pasts like a snail carrying a big house, but the joy of being able to undress and return home.
But in any case, none of this has anything to do with the man in front of you.
It¡¯s all her own thoughts, actions and deeds.
She looked at his back and didn't move.
Although the figure is thin, the strong body texture can be faintly seen, like a delicate Greek sculpture, full of beautiful lines everywhere. Even the back of the head seems to be much prettier than ordinary people. When washing the dishes, it seems like doing something very serious. Even the edges of the dishes and chopsticks have to be picked up and put under the eyes to filter and wipe them carefully.
This serious attitude is even more beautiful than him himself.
Jian Ning looked at it for a while without moving. It wasn't until the wrist holding her chin felt a little sore that she got up from the table and left, taking a look at the clock on the wall.
They are both really interesting.
She smiled self-deprecatingly - Fu Tingyao had been washing this bowl for an hour, and she had also sat here and watched it for an hour.
During this period, everything was quiet, not even a human voice could be heard.
There are no chaotic thoughts, just an ultimate tranquility.
The occasional sound of rushing water and the sound of clinking porcelain is like a concerto. The occasional jumping note that adds a little jumping note to the atmosphere is sufficient evidence that time is still passing.
But soon, this silence was broken.
From the moment she stood up, the sound of footsteps gradually disappearing came from behind Fu Tingyao's ears.
she left.
left.
Not here anymore.
There is no need for him to deliberately extend the washing time.
He looked down at the dishes that had been washed ten times in the sink. The clear white porcelain reflected his helpless but happy face, and then made an expression that even he didn't know what to make of it.
complex.
This is how I feel now.
He put the shiny dishes and chopsticks in the disinfection cabinet. When he turned back, he passed by the seat where Jian Ning had just been sitting, and his eyes suddenly widened. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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