Fang Yuan looks at Mo Jincheng deeply.
He opened his hands like an eagle to protect the chick.
It's not like holding snacks, but it's like holding something out.
"It must be a very happy thing to be your fan, isn't it?" Fang Yuan turned slowly, afraid that he would see the tears in her eyes.
Mo Jincheng has already started to pick snacks on the shelves.
"How can I see it?"
He carefully looked at the snacks on the shelf and asked Fang Yuan what he needed.
Fang Yuan quickly sniffed and turned around to smile: "no, it's easy to get fat if you eat snacks."
Then he lowered his head to cover up the problem.
Because, everywhere can see, so he didn't realize that he is good to himself beyond the ordinary.
Maybe in his mind, it's just a casual thing.
But in Fang Yuan's mind, every piece can be treasured.
Because, in this world, no one has ever been so good to her.
Jiang's mother, Fang Qing, his wife and Xiaohui are very kind to her, but they are really different from Mo Jincheng.
She wanted to take this kind of good as that kind of good, but
But I can't. the other party has a girlfriend.
Besides, she is no longer
Mo Jincheng gently caresses Fang Yuan's hair.
Her hair is very soft.
It feels comfortable.
"Not afraid."
His voice is very low, like playing a cello.
Fang Yuan raised his head in doubt.
Don't understand ground looking at Mo Jin Cheng.
Not afraid of what?
"Why be afraid of being fat?" Mo Jincheng seems to understand the doubts in her eyes and explains with a smile, "besides, you are not fat at all."
"Is it?" A sweet smile appeared on Fangyuan's face.
Because her face is round, many people say she is fat.
He was the first to say that she was not fat.
The most important thing is that in his eyes, Fang Yuan saw the seriousness, not the perfunctory feeling when he said sweet words.
In fact, a man is sincere, or lies, women can be recognized at a glance.
Just a lot of times, like to deceive themselves.
"Well, I'll take this fries." Fang Yuan reached out and picked up a handful of French fries at will. He said happily.
No one has given her anything for so many years.
Even if it's a pack of snacks, it's not.
This is the first time she has received a gift.
I'm really happy.
"Let's go." She happily held the chips in her hand, as if holding a baby.
Mo Jincheng looks at her satisfied expression, and the smile on her face is more brilliant.
It's really a little girl who is easy to satisfy.
"Then take nine more." Mo Jincheng reaches out his hand, takes nine bags and holds them in his arms.
Mo Jincheng, holding a large bag of potato chips in his arms, seems to be holding the most precious treasure in the world.
The smile on the face is warm and full of sunshine in winter.
"In this way, it's perfect." He said greedily.
Smile in the bright light, shining, like the brightest stars in the night sky.
Perfect.
What a beautiful word.
Fang Yuan said silently, "I will remember it."
"Let's go back."
She said softly, unwilling to break the beauty of the moment.
Mo Jincheng nodded.
They walked out of the supermarket side by side.
When I went to the supermarket, I met the kind aunt again and looked at them with a smile.
"That's all right, young man. We'll have a fight, and then we'll make up soon. How nice."
Fang Yuan is still a bit embarrassed.
But Mo Jincheng's smile hidden in the mask is more brilliant.
"Don't worry about what Auntie said just now."
Sitting in the car, Fang Yuan said in a low voice while pulling the seat belt.
After all, he has a girlfriend.
Mo Jincheng picks eyebrows and refuses to comment.
Fang Yuan had to look out of the window.
The years went back slowly.
She looked at her scarlet face and at the trees out of the window.
"By the way, when will my interview begin today?"
Fang Yuan coughed uncomfortably and began to talk.
Dull space, let her mood inexplicably fell to the bottom.
Therefore, she wants to rely on words to ease the inexplicable depression.Mo Jincheng takes down the mask and shows his handsome face.
"You have passed. When can you come to work?"
Fang Yuan was stunned.
When did it pass?
Why doesn't she know?
"I find it interesting to get along with you." Mo Jincheng looked at Fang Yuan with a smile, "and, as a staff member, if you can think so much about boss, I don't think anyone will refuse you."
Then he shook the kettle in his hand.
Fang Yuan lowered his head in embarrassment.
"And when can you come?" While turning the steering wheel, Mo Jincheng asked, "because I'm in the company most of the time, so there's no big deal at home. Usually when I'm sweeping, my aunt will come over regularly, so you just need to help me look after my home."
"Just looking after the house?" Fang Yuan didn't expect that.
"Well." Mo Jincheng slowly drove the car to the direction of home, "you don't have to rush to give me an answer."
He turned around and drove seriously.
Leaving the profile of Fang Yuan's determination.
Fang Yuan stared at his high nose for several seconds, then turned his head and looked out of the window.
Equal relationship.
This is from him.
It's really a warm man.
She thought.
The smile at the corner of the mouth keeps going up.
The car soon stopped at the door.
Fang Yuan and Mo Jincheng get off together.
She wanted to help get the kettle and chips, but Mo Jincheng refused.
"I can take it."
"You take it. What do you want me to do. Let's go. "
He was holding chips with a big smile on his face.
Fang Yuan also smiles and follows him.
However, when he came to the door, Fang Yuan found that it was not locked.
Inside, you can hear a woman's clear voice.
"Yes, it's right here. Well, thank you."
It's an Qing's voice.
Isn't she gone?
Why are you back?
Fang Yuan looks at Mo Jincheng suspiciously.
Mo Jincheng has gently touched the door with his knee.
Looking down at an Qing standing on the second floor stairs directing the staff.
An Qing doesn't seem to see Mo Jincheng's low look at all.
See them back, directly ignore the ink Jincheng around the circle, like a hungry wolf saw food, rushed to ink Jincheng.
"Brother Mo, you're back. Look, I bought you a water dispenser. It's made by a & M in the United States. I went to several of them before I found it. "
With that, her eyes fell on the kettle that Mo Jincheng was holding. She said sarcastically, "what time is it now? Do people still use this kind of thing?"