Chapter 192

Song Sirui says it's OK. Jiang Wangshu is afraid that he will send him back. Yu'an sees it and misunderstands it. He asks him to put down himself in front of him and take a taxi back.

Fu Yu'an had a temporary meeting in the evening. When she came back late, she saw Jiang Wangshu rummaging in the refrigerator and asked her, "didn't you eat at night?"

Yes, she said, "not full."

He threw away his coat, rolled up his sleeves and went to the kitchen. Facing the rich food in the refrigerator, he asked Li, "what would you like to eat?"

She just found a bottle of yogurt to drink, and ate two apples, feel almost, shaking her head, "do not eat, eat too much at night easy to fat."

"Fat? Look at you. There's a little meat on you. Will you let me sleep with a pile of bones in my arms

"If you don't like it, don't do it. I forced you to do it with a gun?"

She took the remaining half cup of yogurt back to the living room, picked up the coat he had just taken off, and said, "the clothes to be washed should be put in the laundry basket. Don't throw them everywhere."

Every time I come here, I always clean it up. Sometimes it's so clean that she even doubts whether anyone has lived here. However, it should be because he asked the housekeeping to come to clean it regularly. He's so busy that he doesn't come back often. How can he have time to do housework.

How long has it been since Fu Yu'an heard someone say this to him? She went to the sofa with her arm on her pillow and asked her, "then help me put them. Yesterday I had two other things. They were all put there. Tomorrow someone from the dry cleaner will come and get them."

Jiang Wangshu picked up all the clothes and put them into the laundry basket. He asked, "do you want to dry clean everything?"

Fu Yu'an thought about the consequences of the last time she helped herself with the laundry, nodded, "all dry cleaning, don't touch it."

His clothes are not cheap at first sight. It's not appropriate to throw them directly into the washing machine. She has never been in touch with how to wash such clothes. What should she do in case they are broken again?

She threw one of his clothes into the laundry basket, found out her clothes, threw them into the washing machine by color, paid ANN to lie down for a while, and then went back to the kitchen.

Jiang Wangshu came out after washing his clothes, and Fu Yu'an's noodles were also cooked. The tomato and egg noodles, which he made, looked good and tasted good. Jiang Wangshu said that he would not eat them, but he still couldn't help it.

"Quit?"

She nodded, then shook her head. "I didn't quit."

Fu Yu'an frowned, "why didn't you quit? Does Meng fan disagree? "

"When I thought about it later, I didn't think it was necessary. If I worked for her, she would have to pay me. If I left, she thought I was afraid of her. I didn't feel guilty if I left. Now it's hard to find a job. Why should I quit?"

"Did she tell you something?"

She said, "No."

Fu Yu an stares at her face, "why does she think you are afraid of her?"

"Doesn't she like you? If I quit, she thinks I can't compete with her. She thinks I'm afraid to be in the same company with her. "

"Are you afraid?"

She shook her head, "if you really like her, don't waste time with me. If one day you really like her, tell me directly, I won't pester you. In fact, there's nothing to be afraid of."

However, even if she is lost, she always likes to prepare for the worst, and has a psychological preparation in advance, so that she will not be at a loss at that time.

For Yu an, this answer is satisfactory, but not so satisfactory. She seems not to believe her feelings for her all the time. He doesn't know if it's his illusion. He always feels that she seems to be rejecting herself.

"You don't care about Meng fan. The most important thing in work is the atmosphere. The premise is that you have to be happy. You don't have to compete with her."

She doesn't compete with Meng fan, but Meng fan always comes to find her unhappy. She doesn't have such a big mind to accommodate her.

The contest between women is different from that between men, and only women can understand the real meaning of their contest.

"All right." Pay to Anne to rub on her head, "take a bath to sleep."

He doesn't agree with Jiang Wangshu to continue to stay in Mengfan company, but there are so many contradictions between them. He doesn't want to go against her wishes and have another endless fight.

Jiang Wangshu was also surprised that he didn't insist any more. He looked at him deeply, walked around the table to him, and kissed him on the lips.

Pay to an Leng next, in a flash of God's Kung Fu, Jiang Wangshu has left his lips, that is like a dream.

"Jiang Jiang..."

in the past, he took the initiative in every kiss. In her cognition, she was at a disadvantage in this relationship. Because she thought she was at a disadvantage, she refused to take the initiative. This is the first time.

"I'll take a bath." She reflected that she wanted to leave. When she left, she didn't pay attention to her feet. Her thumb hit the table. She showed her teeth in pain. Fu Yu an held her and sat on her lap, rubbing her.

"One more kiss."

Jiang Wangshu refused, "it's too late. If I don't pay attention, it's all this time. Mingtan has to go to work. I'll go back to bed first."Pay to an on her waist a hoop, "no, just that once too fast, don't feel, again."

She laughed in his lap, "you pinched my itchy flesh."

He turned to a pleading tone, "just one more time, OK?"

Jiang Wangshu couldn't stand it. He spoke to himself in this tone and pecked on his lips again.

But this time to pay Ann not so easy to let go of her, buckle her brain, deepened the kiss.

Jiang Wangshu thought, in fact, many things they sit down and patiently say, nothing can't be solved.

When Jiang Wangshu got up in the morning, she got up late. At half past eight, she packed up in a hurry. She couldn't even care about breakfast. It was too late to take the bus, so she had to let Fu Yu'an take her off.

Fu Yu'an took yogurt and bread for her to eat on the road. It's the rush hour at the moment, and the road is particularly congested. She sat in the car, mouthful after mouthful of yogurt and bread, and her face was full of sadness. "You didn't call me. Yesterday, I talked big about it, so that Meng fan absolutely couldn't find any mistakes in my work. As a result, today's mistakes are all your fault."

Fu Yu'an shouts, "how can I be blamed again?"

She glared at him with a red face. "Don't blame you, blame who?"

If he didn't pester her last night, how could she oversleep and be late?

Fu Yu'an caught a glimpse of her angry blush and did not force her to ask. She accepted her mistake and comforted her, "it's inevitable to make mistakes when going to work, and it's also common to be late. Just pay as much as you've been fined. Don't think so much about it. She should not be naive enough to make use of being late."