Chapter 17: Tangled paragraphs

In the past few days, Duan has made frequent appointments, and these activities have one thing in common, that is, they will definitely be called Shangfen. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"What's going on lately, Boss Duan? So generous! Didn't you make a windfall? I asked at the dinner table.

Fen also said, "yes, it's a bit abnormal. "It's hard for her to speak.

Duan pretended to be calm, and the chopsticks that were holding the vegetables never stopped, and he added vegetables to the hot pot one by one.

"It's almost there, and then it's all an incense pot." I hurried to stop his endless movements.

Only then did he react, muttered a few words that were not next to him, put a few pieces of brain flowers in the colander, and scalded the colander in the pot with his hand, and did not answer the question just now.

It's a conversation to kill time at the dinner table, so no one continues to ask about his change in temperament.

The beer glass was raised, and the cold yellow beer had just slid down his throat, and Duan filled the cup for Fen.

"Sister Fen, the two of us drink one, neither of us has drunk much." Duan raised the wine and brought it to Fen with his hand.

"Why do you want to drink with me~" Fen whispered, puzzled by this. She was reluctant, thinking it was a precursor for the whole of us to come together to pour her.

Unfortunately, we didn't receive any information about who was on the table.

In other words, Duan's actions simply represent him personally.

"Hey, Boss Duan, don't talk about you, none of us have ever drunk like this with Fen alone!" Brother Man quipped.

"You have to respect, don't respect just one person, we still have several people here, we can't have different feelings, right?" Seeing that Duan was silent, Brother Man took advantage of the victory to pursue.

Brother Duan Jingman's only one was a roll of his eyes that couldn't be deeper.

Duan drank all the wine, turned the empty glass upside down and shook it, indicating that he had drunk it all and there was no wine left. When Fen saw him like this, he had no choice but to drink with him.

"Will I send you back?" The field dispersed, and Duan whispered to Fen at the door.

Duan's sudden enthusiasm made Fen feel cramped, "I always take a taxi back, so I don't need to send it." ā€

The scene suddenly became a little awkward.

Duan stood on the side of the road and watched the taxi that took Fen away until it disappeared into the streetlights.

The wind blows constantly at night, mixed with coolness and the depression peculiar to autumn.

Duan sat in the back seat of my tram and drove on my way back. "I have something I want to tell you, don't tell me, including Brother Man and Tai." Duan suddenly spoke, and I didn't ask a word.

I saw that he couldn't hide what was on his mind, so he had to say it to others, so he had to nod his head and agree.

"I feel like I kind of like Fin." He said this in a weak tone, like a thief who had stolen something during the day.

Although I had some guesses about Duan's previous behavior, I was still surprised to hear his revelation at this time.

"Don't you say you like other people's because Fen has grown up and looked good in the past two years, right?" I'm vaguely worried.

"How can it, I think Fen is the kind of girl who is particularly quiet, I don't know how to describe that feeling, anyway, I've been getting stronger and stronger recently." Duan said.

I believe that Duan should not be interested in seeing the color, but I feel in my heart that Duan's feelings towards Fen may be just impulsive, and Duan has been lonely for too long.

"It's good that you like it or not, you know it in your heart, you can think about it, we have been friends for so many years, if you don't say this, it will be very embarrassing to meet in the future." I advised him.

"If you really like Fen from the bottom of your heart, I support you in your pursuit. We all know that Fen is a good girl, and girls with such a pure character are rare now. So you can't let people down. Whether you like it or not, you just have to make up your mind. ā€

"I'm not sure, I don't know what's wrong with me, anyway, I can't tell, I'll think about it." Duan was caught in a dilemma.

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