Manager Wang led the two into the private room, where a white napkin was spread on the long Italian dining table. The yellow lighting in the room is dim, and the small white candles are lit on the table, and the atmosphere is romantic but not real.

Romance is appearance. Inauthenticity is the essence.

For a selfish boy like Yuan Bai, no matter how emotional the environment is, it is just a dispensable material decoration.

Manager Wang claimed to be Song Qian's eyeliner in Vinci, and after the other party signaled that he didn't care about the boy but said that it was okay, he asked for merit and reward, and talked about the gossip he heard from Chen Dan as if he was asking for a reward.

"I heard Sister Chen say that Shangle seems to be planning to do a variety show for his own artists recently, and he wants to launch Lemon Video."

"I also said that Lemon is going to do a workplace observation show recently, but she didn't ask for Lemon from the company she recommended in the past."

"Oh yes, it looks like a sign for some kind of financial product promotion. They are talking about business with a few people from Shanghai Development Bank today. ”

Manager Wang said a series of things, and Song Qian became a little interested when he heard this.

It's such a coincidence that Shangle also signed the bank's endorsement?

I wiped my fingers with wet wipes, and I didn't see Manager Wang casually receiving it, "Oh? So who do they say is the spokesperson? ”

"I heard a few names, and looking at the tone of those people in the bank, it seemed that they were particularly interested in Xu Shuchen. After listening to this, Sister Chen also raised the price with someone. ”

Song Qian was silent with an abacus in his heart, "Also, didn't Xu Shuchen star in a popular costume romance drama "The Legend of Qing Ci" before?" When you were chasing dramas, you always told me that you liked him, let me help you sign a photo? Why don't you go directly to Sister Chen, that's her family's artist. ”

Manager Wang was still chasing stars in his thirties, and patted Song Qian embarrassedly, "Then I'm still familiar with Sister Song." You also know that Sister Chen is the kind of person who obviously doesn't understand Western food and always likes to pretend to come to us Vinci, picking and choosing at every turn. Do you remember what I told you in the first place? Sister Chen can't understand English, so she directly talks to our family. The waiter asked for an eight-hour cooked steak, 80% of which is such a ghost? Listen to people with a confused face? Later, I came to complain that the service was not good? ”

Song Qian snorted coldly, "Then isn't she finished complaining, and she still has to come to you who have a swollen face and a fat person, and you seem to be very tasteful?" ”

For Song Qian, tonight's meal, in addition to receiving Yuan Bai's companionship, she is also silently working in her heart.

Shang Le actually released Xu Shuchen's traffic, so the endorsement of Huixin can't just let Jia Manling, a fledgling newcomer, go.

*

When he got home in the evening, although Zhou Mo was a little unhappy with Yuan Bai's appearance, Fan Yue was coquettish and explained, and made a simple Yida for him to cook. Pasta.

"Is it delicious?" Fan Yue asked expectantly.

“……”

Watching Zhou Mo swallow with a little difficulty, the Adam's apple rolled up and down slowly as if it had been pressed down.

The man took a sip of water and said quietly, "You can eat it." But I think you'll cook less in the future. ”

Looking at Fan Yue's little expression of disappointment for a moment, Zhou Mo rubbed her with his foot under the table, there was a touch of playfulness on his face, and his lips rose to continue to tease her, "People sometimes have to know how to learn to give up, there is no need to insist too much on things that are not talented and do not belong to you." ”

Fan Yue was angry and funny after hearing this, "Then don't eat it, do it yourself!" ”

She learned to cook after going abroad, and the main idea is very simple: to fill her stomach.

So in terms of cooking skills, Fan Yue does not have any pursuits.

Zhou Mo looked at the half-fried little milk cat, rubbed her calf's foot and moved it up again, his fingers inserted into the neckline and loosened the tie, "Now your temper is so big?" Don't you see when the owner has to eat enough before he has the strength to feed the pet? ”

These words came suddenly, Fan Yue's ears were feverish, she covered her face and was so ashamed that she couldn't do it, and said in a muffled voice, "Then do I have to learn cooking skills well, I can't starve my master." ”

Zhou Mo, "Don't learn cooking, you can learn something else." ”

……

After dinner, the two of them nested on the sofa and watched a literary film, but they couldn't be intimate.

Fan Yue pillowed Zhou Mo's thighs, and suddenly raised her head, "It seems that none of us have been to the cinema to watch a movie." ”

The man smoothed her hair, rubbed the hand on the top of her head and rubbed it twice on the edge of her earlobe, "Want to go?" Tomorrow may not work, if you are not busy on Sunday. ”

"Hmm!"

The next day, Fan Yue wanted to sleep lazily, but because Zhou Mo had to work overtime in the afternoon, he was pulled up and moved at eight o'clock.

The two first moved some things in Zhou Mo's apartment, Zhou Mo watched the girl clean up the clothes in the closet in the second bedroom, and restored the emptiness of two weeks ago, and his mother's sentence "Raising a woman?" floated in his mind. 】

For some reason, somewhere in my heart is also a little empty, and there are complicated feelings that are not clear.

Zhou Mo thought, he seemed to be a little used to her existence.

When I arrived at Yujia's apartment, Harashiwa was not there.

Fan Yue thought about sending someone a WeChat message to say something, and a man floated above her head, "He may still be in Song Qian's bed, isn't it a little incomprehensible for you to disturb other people's dreams at this time." ”

Seeing that Zhou Mo slanted her gaze, the air pressure was a little low, and Fan Yue sneered, "Uh... There is also truth to that. ”

I still can't figure it out in my heart, Yuan Bai usually sings, interns and works part-time by the way, like a particularly positive person. Why did you want to have that kind of relationship with Song Qian.

Because there were only a few boxes, Fan Yue rejected Zhou Mo's proposal to hire a moving company, saying that it was to save money.

Zhou Mo almost blurted out the sentence "I'll invite you for you", but then he still held back.

So today I had to do it for her personally. Even though I took off my blazer and wore only a light blue shirt, I still felt a fine layer of sweat on my back.

"I don't have time to eat with you for lunch, so I'll clean up the house by myself."

Seeing that the man was leaving, Fan Yue felt a faint sadness in her heart.

Pulling his cuffs and asking for a parting hug, she could smell the reassuring mint fragrance with her head buried in his chest.

He took a deep breath and said in a muffled voice, "Zhou Mo... Would you like to give me a bottle of your shower gel? ”

"Huh?"

"I'm afraid I'll miss you too much."

Zhou Mo lowered his eyes, raised his hand to pick up her chin, and at some point the apricot eyes were covered with a layer of mist.

"And insist on moving out of my house?" The man lowered his head and pecked at the corner of her lips, coaxing her in a low voice, "It's not that I can't see you anymore, just think I'll clean myself and come to me?" ”

Fan Yue didn't know why she suddenly wanted to cry.

"Ouch, ouch, don't cry, don't cry. Can I buy you a bottle tomorrow? ”

The chest was buried in her little head again, and she rubbed it reluctantly between nods.