The expression on Huo Feng's face was proud and charming: "who said it was for you? I can't buy it myself?"

Yan Qiaoyu smiled and added a little teasing on a handsome face: "what are you looking for me?"

Huo Feng just handed the bag over: "well, since you like to eat, just give it to you."

Yan Qiaoyu opened the bag in his hand, glanced at it, and smiled at the corners of his lips: "well, it's good. It's all what I like to eat."

Huo Feng chuckled: of course, it's what he likes to eat. He searched Yan Qiaoyu's circle of friends to collect the information.

Yan Qiaoyu wasn't polite either. Sitting in his chair, he took out a snow Meiniang and began to eat. Seeing that he had no scruples about the image, Huofeng's heart suddenly warmed.

The snow Meiniang Yan Qiaoyu ate was Oreo's taste. One mouthful burst the pulp, and the cream stained the corners of his lips, but he didn't seem to notice. Generally, he killed one in three or two, and then went to the bag to look for other desserts.

Huo Feng looked at the white cream on his lips, but sighed. He took a paper towel from the table and handed it over: "wipe, cream."

Yan Qiaoyu was trying to open a small box of taro paste. Seeing his action, he leaned forward: "wipe it for me."

Huo Feng was bewitched by his voice for a moment. He raised his hand and wiped the cream on his lips carefully.

His fingertips touched the delicate skin on his face. Huo Feng was stunned. There was a four eye confrontation between his eyes.

Huo Feng could clearly see Yan Qiaoyu's eyes hidden behind the lens, like a deep lake with brilliant stars.

His heart beat suddenly wrong. He hurriedly avoided his sight, rubbed a ball of paper towels and threw them into the trash can.

I'm straight, I'm straight, I'm fucking straight!

After reading these words silently, Huo Feng coughed twice and asked in a deliberate loud voice, "how is the work going these two days?"

Yan Qiaoyu lips lips slightly hook, spoon dug a small piece of taro paste into the mouth: "fortunately, the team is all, all kinds of awesome."

"Didn't Huang Wen bother you again?" Huo Feng asked again.

Yan Qiaoyu nodded, "well, he resigned."

"Resign?" Huo Feng scratched his head and didn't say to let him be dismissed. Is old K too cruel.

Yan Qiaoyu smiled, "don't you know?"

Huo Feng shook his head: "I don't know."

Yan Qiaoyu's eyes looked deeply at him and continued to eat: "it's agreed that I'll invite you to dinner. How about this weekend? Do you have time?"

"Yes." Huo Feng replied, "tell me in advance and I'll make arrangements."

Yan Qiaoyu slightly picked up his eyebrows: "I can't see that you, the so-called non staff personnel, are still very busy."

Huo Feng was embarrassed to scratch his head: "you always have time to go when you treat."

Yan Qiaoyu nodded in a light tone: "so I still have a certain position in your heart."

Huo Feng laughed and hugged his shoulder very forthrightly. "Of course, man, I'm a righteous man."

Yan Qiaoyu glanced at his eyes. There was a deep and unpredictable look at the bottom of his eyes. For a long time, he said, "well, man."

……

Huo Chengzhou entered Lao K's office alone. Lao K had already waited at the door and directly pushed him to the reception room.

"Boss, I prepared a big lunch for you."

Huo Chengzhou was really a little hungry. He motioned him to sit down and communicate some details about Shangcheng game while eating.

"Joel did a good job and went well. You don't have to worry about the original painting design. It's no problem."

Huo Chengzhou nodded, put a mouthful of porridge in his mouth, and asked in a heavy tone: "how did you contact Mu Yuwei?"