Chapter 173: Fang Yun's Secret

The butterfly sat up straight and graciously took the cup from the diving bird's hand. The celadon cup is simple but warm, just right.

This cup is one of the many cups that I have selected from the family and brought it quietly.

That day, she was silent, and slightly obscenely placed it in the glass case of the diving bird—the pile of treasures that he regarded as a treasure in the exhibition of various styles and models of iPhones. It's very ingenious, but it's also very unkind to occupy a position that is not too big or small.

For this reason, she was also anxious for a few days, afraid that one day the diving bird would be very dissatisfied with her ultimatum: This is the place where the iPhone is placed, how can this cup of yours be squeezed in like this? Teacups have their own place for teacups. There are so many empty spaces in the kitchen, I want to put them in the room.

She had already thought of an excuse: her teacup was not an ordinary teacup, it was kept in the room when she was at home, and it was used as a decoration when she was not in use. In such a greasy place in the kitchen, how can you put something like a tea set?

But, to her surprise, a week had passed, and she saw her cup, unharmed, untouched.

She pretended to be casual and looked at the glass case a few times, the diving bird walked by several times, but she didn't notice it, she looked at it and seemed to feel that such a cup was placed in this iPhone, which was embarrassing, very harmoniously tight.

At this moment, the diving bird actually took out this cup and made tea for her.

The butterfly was suddenly surprised, and it turned out that the diving bird was not unaware of the most obvious and subtle work of this planting. Unexpectedly, the diving bird has actually tolerated it a long time ago, or he didn't take it seriously at all, but he turned his small belly chicken intestines, but he was stingy with a man like him.

Look at the diving bird here, I have long been squirming like a magpie's nest, and the mice have moved a lot of their own things.

Most of the closet where he had hung his clothes was occupied by her, and the diving bird was very good-natured, and without saying a word, he sorted out his clothes and wrapped them into a bag, and stuffed them into a storage box below. Every season, I am not afraid to take the trouble to change out a batch and pack it up again.

For this reason, the butterfly has proposed more than once: go and get a cupboard and put things.

The attitude of the diving bird was a little ambiguous, and said: Think about this matter slowly.

Butterfly never understood why the empty room on the north side was not used. Later, she found that there was a bed and other things in it, and she listened to him in case her mother came to live there.

Thinking about it, I couldn't help but laugh.

The diving bird looked at her intently and wondered: What are you laughing at?

The butterfly took a sip of tea, this tea brew is really not authentic, and now a butterfly has enjoyed the life of a rich man in the "Huawu Apple" since she is close to Zhu Zhechi, and has fallen to the supreme level of knowing and enjoying. Pick up the tea and water, and taste it first.

Butterfly frowned slightly, but thinking that after all, it was the tea that the diving bird made for himself, so naturally he couldn't say anything, he was a person who only drank boiled water, and he really couldn't go too far, so he stretched his eyebrows, and said: Laugh at you, you can actually make tea.

The diving bird also laughed stupidly and said, "Yes, I don't drink tea myself."

Butterfly took another sip of tea, and said proudly: It's time to get up, it's all three poles in the sun, do you know, my dad used to hate sleeping lazy the most. I never slept at that time, I got up early in the morning and started to sit on the floor reading and studying, no matter how late I slept last night, I had to get up at dawn the next day.

The diving bird listened quietly and said, "Really? In fact, when I was in college, all the boys in the dormitory liked to sleep in.

Butterfly eyes slid over his eyes and asked thoughtfully: Why don't you sleep?

The diving bird snorted and said, "I didn't want to get up so early today, but a phone call woke me up, and after answering the phone, I didn't want to sleep anymore and took a shower."

Butterfly asked: Whose phone number?

The diving bird said indifferently: It's not a phoenix feather yet? He said that the meeting would be held early tomorrow morning and that everyone should not be late. It's just that I can't be at home with you tomorrow.

He looked at the butterfly faintly, and his small eyes turned out to be a little pitiful.

Butterfly oh for a moment, sure enough, it was this Feng Yu, a typical workaholic.

That time, she accompanied the diving bird to see him and his wife and child, the baby girl named Feng Ying. He threw a buffet at home and invited the entire staff to celebrate his daughter's full moon wine.

Butterfly originally thought that the diving bird would have some scruples, because in the treatment of each other's work, the two people are quite tacit, secretly, leaving enough blank space for each other.

Life and work are still quite clearly divided in the eyes of butterflies.

It's like she usually doesn't talk on the phone at work and the diving birds, she doesn't have this habit and doesn't feel the need to do it at all. Going to work is the time when you go to work.

She really can't be those little couples, showing affection and sweetness for 24 hours. Fortunately, diving birds are not such people.

But I didn't think that the diving bird was very generous to let himself go with him. It was really unexpected. She pondered it privately for a long time, and she was silly for a long time.

The scene of the buffet was extremely chaotic, and the people who came to a company were basically all men, drinking and making trouble there, and Feng Yu was also a very casual and heroic person.

Naturally, the woman who is next to such a man is also extraordinary. Sure enough, Supreme Patience tolerated a group of men to mess around, and then the birds and beasts scattered all over the place, piles of empty wine bottles, and messes all over the table.

Butterfly admired Feng Yu's wife from the bottom of her heart, and many calm and gentle women, she privately praised the diving bird: Feng Yu is also a good blessing.

The diving bird laughed but did not answer.

On this cold afternoon, the two of them spent a shopping mall called Shengda Plaza, had lunch, visited some clothing stores, bought a pair of jeans for diving birds, bought a hat for butterflies, and then bought a cart of food and daily necessities in the underground store.

The diving bird swiped the shopping card that Feng Yu gave to everyone a few years ago.

The next day, the diving bird wanted to let the butterfly stay at home and wait for him to come back, but the butterfly was a little unhappy.

Moreover, it happened that Fang Yun called, and her words were sad, saying that she had not gone home with her husband for the New Year this year, and there seemed to be something hidden in the vagueness, and this happened to be the reason why she hoped that the butterfly could meet her.