Chapter 66: Spoiled

"That's a lot!" Su Qihua's eyes narrowed slightly, his mind was full of the appearance of reminiscing about the code words buried in front of the computer, and his face was a little more gentle.

However, the review over there was still immersed in the feelings he was brewing, although he heard the sound of the button's message, but he didn't pay attention to it, just as it was sent by some boring people, just paused and didn't pay attention to it.

In fact, the more reason is that I know that as long as I talk to others, no matter who it is, I will always forget my feelings and can't control the time.

She still wants to code words, and of course she won't pay attention to the information.

However, this series of phenomena fell into Su Qihua's eyes, but it was different.

Su Qihua frowned, and began to be confused, he was sure that Wen Gu must have known that someone had sent her a message, because he clearly saw that Wen Gu coded the word paused for a moment at some point.

Su Qihua thought about it, was he too devoted?

Then, he sent a few more window shakes, but there was still no response from the other end of the old man.

This gave Su Qihua a very depressed feeling.

I just didn't do anything, turned off the remote, turned off the computer with a buckle, and sorted out my things.

It's just that Su Qihua didn't forget that he boarded the buckle of the mobile phone and paid attention to it all the time to see if there was a reply from Wen Su, and then how to treat Wen Su.

On the side, the milkshake couldn't help but glance at Su Qihua, who was still in his thoughts, and couldn't help but speak, "Syrup, what's wrong with you?" Because it was in the workplace, Su Qihua had always disliked her calling him by his name, and the milkshake had always called Su Qihua like this.

"Huh?" Su Qihua stopped what he was doing, looked at the milkshake that he didn't know what he was thinking, and expressed his doubts.

Well, what else could he do?

Milkshake also seemed to realize that her question was a bit abrupt, but seeing Su Qihua's gaze falling on her uncontrollably, she gritted her teeth and said indiscriminately, "I see that you are restless, and you are always looking at your phone, is there something wrong at home?" ”

To be honest, Milkshake was still a little scared when she said this.

I'm afraid that I will hurt Su Qihua.

Ha?

Su Qihua blinked, confirmed it again, and then saw that Milkshake was already looking at her with that kind of sympathetic gaze, the whole person was a little bad, and after hesitating for a while, he hurriedly looked away and said, "I'm fine, and the family is fine." ”

I just don't know, how does the milkshake feel, there is something going on at home?

Clearly, there's nothing going on.

But Su Qihua is not a person who cares about such small things, and after a few perfunctory words with the milkshake, his eyes drifted back to the mobile phone screen.

The screen was still black, which showed that Wen didn't reply to him.

Su Qihua, who has always been self-assured, rubbed his head, and saw that his colleagues were leaving one after another, so he stuffed his mobile phone into his pocket and went out casually-

I stopped when the inspiration was almost gone, and I checked the typos by the way, and then slowly turned off the codeword software and looked at the buckle news.

To her surprise, it was not the boring person she imagined that came to her, but Su Qihua, her syrup adult.

Wen Gu's eyes moved, and finally he clicked on the window, and suddenly saw the syrup's window shaking, and there were several caring inquiries.

Inexplicably, Wen Su felt that he seemed to be a little sorry for Su Qihua, moved his fingers, and sent a reply, "Haha, I forgot the time, Syrup Lord Mo Fang~~" Wen Gu felt that he was a little square.

After half an hour, there was no reply.

In this gap, Wen ordered takeout early, stared at his phone a little depressed, and then didn't reply at all, and couldn't help but wonder, "Syrup-syrup, are you off work?" ”

Even though Wen still knew that Su Qihua was syrup, he couldn't think of it.

That is, her syrup adults will actually make a little love.

After Su Qihua went out, the whole person was a little irritable, no matter what he did, he couldn't do without his mobile phone, and he had to take it out every once in a while to make sure there was any information about the past.

The message beeped many times, but each time it was a small problem from other minor authors.

At the beginning, Su Qihua could still calm down and reply responsibly, but later, when he saw that there were still a bunch of male gods asking for hookups or something, he simply didn't reply.

When Su Qihua was about to run out of patience, he finally saw the reply of the past.

At this time, he was shopping for ingredients in the supermarket, and when he saw the cute tone, he laughed, and inadvertently amazed a large number of people, but he himself never noticed it.

Su Qihua's fingers slid quickly across the phone screen, "Well, it's time to get off work, are you done?" However, at the next moment, his hand paused, and then he casually deleted the typed words one by one, and decided to let them dry for a while.

lest you spoil that guy and never reply to him in time in the future.

On the other side, Wen was still in a daze, and he brushed the outline to be written tomorrow, and it took a long time before he heard a knock on the door.

Shouldn't everyone who delivers food shout a takeout or something?

Wen Gu scratched his hair, then went over to open the door, and subconsciously said without looking, "Let's take it out, the money is just right." With that, he took out a few bills from his pocket, looking ready to pay.

Su Qihua, "So, is he being treated as a food delivery?"

Wen Gu paused for a long time, and didn't hear the takeaway brother speak, so he couldn't help but raise his eyes, and then crashed into a pair of pure eyes that did not contain any impurities.

Su Qihua's eyes were very bright, just looking at her like that, it made Wen Gu's heart feel a lot of pressure, "Hey, Lord Syrup." Wen smiled lightly, as if nothing had been launched just now.

Su Qihua was silent.

After carefully looking at the old man, he spoke, "You ordered takeout?" When he said this, his brows furrowed slightly.

"That's right." Wen nodded subconsciously, and then saw Su Qihua's increasingly ugly face, and said in confusion, "Lord Syrup, what's wrong with you?" ”

Obviously, his expression was still gentle just now, why did it change so quickly?

Su Qihua was called like this, but he also realized that his expression was wrong, raised a smile again, and lifted the plastic bag in his hand, "Na, eat." "Mainly, I still have to cook.

In fact, Su Qihua didn't mean to come here to reminisce about it, but when he thought of that guy forgetting the time, he went to the supermarket to buy something and came by the way.