Looking at Song Xiannian's expectant eyes, Xun Zhen inevitably remembered that in the past, the subordinates in the group would occasionally call her together when they had dinners.

If she said that she didn't have time to go, her subordinates said regret, but their faces were all relieved.

If she said it, although her subordinates had a smile on their faces, their eyes were always full of disappointment.

Song Qiannian saw that Xun Zhen didn't speak, and said sincerely, "Team leader, my cooking is really delicious."

You're not going to take me home, so I'd love to treat you to dinner. Rest assured, it's not a dessert. It's all home-cooked dishes. ”

Xun Zhen said directly, "If it doesn't taste good, then there will be no next time." ”

Song Qiannian showed a bright smile, "Team leader, don't worry." None of my friends who have eaten the dishes I made said they were unpalatable. ”

It was raining heavily, and Song Xiannian walked around the front of the car with Xunzhen's colorful folding umbrella, walked to the driver's seat, and helped Xunzhen open the door.

Seeing the black high heels on Xun Zhen's feet, Song Xiannian asked, "Team leader, can your shoes get wet?"

Xun Zhen looked down at the shoes on his feet, which were made of sheepskin and could not be wet. When Song didn't ask about this in the past year, she hadn't paid attention.

She simply took off her shoes and carried them in her hands.

Song Qiannian said, "Team leader, I can carry you." ”

Xun Zhen glanced at him and said in a particularly calm voice, "I'm also a poor woman, and walking barefoot is nothing to me. ”

Song Qiannian reached over, took Xun Zhen's shoes, and said, "I don't want to see you walking barefoot." ”

He held his shoes in one hand, turned his back to Xun Zhen and said, "I'll carry you." ”

But Xun Zhen didn't lie on Song Xinian's back, she got out of the car directly, stepped on the ground with accumulated water, and then reached out and took back her shoes from Song Xinian's hand, and said, "Let's go." ”

Song Xiannian couldn't help but smile when he looked at Xun Zhen standing barefoot on the ground.

He tilted the umbrella as far as he could, and Xun Zhen said, "You don't have to be like this. I'm not that weak, and the rain is nothing. You, on the other hand, look quite weak. ”

Hearing this, Song Xinnian directly reached out and hugged Xun Zhen's shoulder, hugged her into the crook of his arm, and whispered, "In this way, you won't be afraid of getting wet." ”

Song was tall in the past, and with such a gentle hug, Xun Zhen nestled into the crook of his arm.

He does this in one go, and it is very natural.

Xun Zhen didn't speak, but he didn't feel comfortable for a moment.

Song lived on the fifth floor in the past year, with no stairs.

Xun Zhen's bare feet stepped on the not very clean stairs, Song Xiannian turned his head to look at her, and there was a little sorry in his eyes.

He said, "Team leader, next time, I will definitely pick a sunny weather before inviting you to dinner." ”

Xun Zhen said lightly, "I said, if it doesn't taste good, there will be no next time." ”

When Song opened the door of the house in the past year, Rong Heng happened to be wearing big pants and pouring water in the living room shirtless.

Hearing the sound of the door, Rong Heng didn't look back, but said unexpectedly, "In the past, why did you come back so early today, I thought about waiting for you to come back and cook mung bean porridge together." ”

Song Xiannian saw Rong Heng's disheveled appearance, and immediately ran in from the entrance, grabbed Rong Heng's hand, and dragged him to the other side of the room.

Rong Heng didn't figure out what the current situation was, he asked with a confused face, "Song Qiannian, you are doing wool, why are you dragging me, the water still doesn't let me drink." ”

Song Xiannian whispered to Rong Heng, "Why don't you wear clothes?"

"It's not the first time I've gone without clothes. It's so hot now, and we don't have air conditioning here, so of course I'm going to cool it off.

How strange are you today, you never cared if I was wearing clothes or not. ”

Song Xiannian's face darkened, and he said, "My team leader came to the house for dinner. You come out when you get dressed, don't be ashamed. ”

Hearing this, Rong Heng immediately walked to the door with a gossipy face and secretly looked out, and sure enough, he saw Xun Zhen holding a pair of high heels in his hand and standing barefoot in the entrance.

Seeing the legendary "most charming strong woman", Rong Heng's face was full of excitement and said excitedly, "Song Qiannian, you can do it, if you don't make a move, you will directly invite the big beauty home." ”

Song Xiannian ignored Rong Heng, he walked out quickly, took his own slippers from the shoe rack and put them in front of Xun Zhen, and said, "Team leader, you can wear my slippers." ”

Then he said a little embarrassedly, "The one just now is the roommate I shared with and my college classmate." His name is Rong Heng.

He's more enthusiastic, and if he keeps pestering you and asking you all kinds of questions, you can ignore him. ”

Xun Zhen nodded, walked in and sat on the small sofa in the living room.

The house is small, but very clean and tidy.

Everything in the house is organized and classified, which is the style of Song in the past.

Song wanted to make tea for Xunzhen in the past.

Xun Zhen looked at the tea leaves and remembered the scene when Dong Jugao asked her about the difference between her former return and Iceland today, and she was speechless.

She asked Song Qiannian, "Do you know tea?"

Song replied, "I know some tea knowledge, but it is not comprehensive." ”

Xun Zhen then asked, "Then do you know why the former return is not as expensive as Iceland?"

Song Qiannian simply said a few reasons, which were basically the same as what Liu Wenren said today.

Xun Zhen was immediately a little ashamed.

A recent college graduate knows the basics, but she doesn't know anything about them.

She doesn't like to drink tea, so she never took the initiative to learn about tea. Even though she knew that her boss was a tea lover, she still didn't think about learning the art of tea.

It's that she's not trying hard enough.

Song Xiannian took the ingredients in the refrigerator to cook, and here Rong Heng had already put on the only set of formal clothes that could be on the table, and then walked out of the room to entertain Xun Zhen seriously.

He sat down opposite Xun Zhen and said with a smile, "Sister Xun, hello." I was my best friend from the past, my name is Rong Heng.

I'm a photographer. If you want to take a photo, you can find me, and I will help you take it for free. ”

Xun Zhen answered Rong Heng perfunctorily. His eyes stayed on the balcony outside the living room, and Song Xiannian's two sets of shirts and trousers were all hanging outside.

The weather is bad, and it takes three days for clothes to dry.

Song probably didn't have any clothes to change in the past, so he only wore a T-shirt to work today.

Xun Zhen couldn't help but look at Song Qiannian who was washing vegetables in the kitchen. She could see his side face with a smile.

is obviously living in such an embarrassing situation, but Xun Zhen can't see a penny in Song Qiannian, and the cowardice and inferiority complex that poor children often have.

On the contrary, he is optimistic and confident.

Even if the colleagues he works with are all wealthy and famous, he will not feel uncomfortable in it.

Rong Heng saw that Xun Zhen didn't pay much attention to him, but his eyes often drifted to the kitchen to look at Song Qiannian, so he clearly asked, "Sister Xun, our family was very handsome in the past, right?"