Chapter Eighty-Nine: Attacking the Flower of Kaolin (13)

Han Tuo tiredly put down the information in his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, he couldn't concentrate at all! He looked at the black sky outside the laboratory and was distracted, he didn't know what he was thinking, and he didn't even hear the sound of the laboratory being opened. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

When Zheng Yan opened the door, she saw Han Tuo's lonely expression, that perfect criminal face, she would actually show such an expression, she thought that Han Tuo had no other expression except for no expression, in short, facial paralysis.

Zheng Yan coughed softly, Han Tuo suddenly turned around, Didn't you go on a date with Che Qianyu Subconsciously, he said what was in his heart.

Zheng Yan held back a smile in her heart, and her face was still blank, "Well, I sent two data to be verified when I got off work after I went home, and I didn't want to delay tomorrow's work, so I was going to take it home tonight, so I came back to pick it up." ”

Han Tuo's slightly accelerated heartbeat, and when he heard her answer, he sank suddenly. "Well, let's go back as soon as possible after getting the materials, and don't bring personal matters to the research room. After speaking, Han Tuo was a little depressed, he obviously didn't want to say this, his heart was like being scratched by something, it was itchy and painful, so he didn't choose to speak.

Zheng Yan didn't explain to him either, "Okay, Professor Han." I'll be careful in the future and try not to let personal matters affect my work. ”

Zheng Yan took the information and walked back, Han Tuo watched the figure leave, and then slapped his palm on the table angrily, what is this, obviously he doesn't want to be like this, he wants to be like her, well, and the others in the studio, yes.

He sat in his chair and let his grievances and anger envelop him.

"Professor Han, have you eaten?"

Han Tuo looked up, and Zheng Yan stood quietly at the door of the laboratory with the information, like a girl in an oil painting, which made people feel at ease and beautiful.

Zheng Yan took in the surprise in his eyes, "Hmm, I remember that Professor Han and he don't like to eat on time, and I just didn't eat either, do you want to be together?"

"Good. The low and hoarse voice seemed to depict something, and Zheng Yan heard a little happy mood.

Han Tuo silently followed Zheng Yan, speechless but not embarrassed.

When Zheng Yan said it, his pupils constricted, and there was a small noodle restaurant in front of him, although the hygiene was good, but he hesitated whether to go in or not, and looked at the girl next to him, could he say that he didn't want to eat?

"This noodle restaurant is delicious, I used to come ......to it often with my classmates," Zheng Yan greeted the boss and introduced Han Tuo, she turned around and saw Han Tuo standing in place with a bad face. She was stunned, yes, she forgot that Han Tuo had a habit of cleanliness.

"Professor Han, let's change the school. ”

Han Tuo looked at Zheng Yan's little face that was a little discouraged, although he didn't want her to spoil her fun, he glanced at the small noodle restaurant, he really couldn't accept it. "Good. ”

Hearing Han Tuo's answer, Zheng Yan was even more depressed, she suddenly remembered that she also had these ingredients at home, she really wanted to eat duck blood vermicelli today!

"Professor Han, my home is near here, if you don't mind my craftsmanship......" Before Zheng Yan finished speaking, Han Tuo nodded and agreed. He was really relieved, really. He didn't know what kind of 'surprise' Zheng Yan would bring him, so he might as well go to her house together.

"Professor Han, you sit down for a while. Zheng Yan poured him a glass of water, then tied an apron and went to the kitchen.

Han Tuo looked at this small apartment, the apartment was not big, although there were many things, they were all neatly placed, and some flowers were raised, which was enough to see the owner's thoughts. It was full of Zheng Yan's breath, which made him a little uncomfortable.

A person has lived for too long, and such a place rich in the taste of life is beyond his reach.

He sat on the sofa, holding the materials brought back by Zheng Yan in his hand, but his eyes were looking at the busy figure in the kitchen. I couldn't help but hook the corners of his mouth, he had a feeling of being at home. He was stunned, home, since he had a sister, how long had he not been home.

"Professor Han, it's time to eat. Zheng Yan placed the dishes and chopsticks in front of the dining table. "Well, let's go wash our hands first. ”

Han Tuo got up obediently, he washed his hands and looked at Zheng Yan still holding a bowl of soup, he naturally took it and walked out.

"Professor Han, you have a bad stomach, drink a bowl of soup before eating, I cooked it when I went out in the morning. She put the soup in front of Han Tuo, "Warm your stomach first." ”

Han Tuo held the hand of the chopsticks and paused, "Thank you." Zheng Yan narrowed her eyes, obviously happy.

Han Tuo couldn't find a topic to chat with Zheng Yan, and Zheng Yan didn't seem to want to speak, and the two of them took the spirit of eating without saying a word to the extreme.

However, Han Tuo didn't feel anything bad, the way they got along with each other was more like relatives. There is no embarrassment of desperately looking for a topic with people, and it is a comfort that has been silent.