yes, I've seen it in a restaurant before. ”

"I heard that the captain dotes on her."

"I'm so envious, I see that the captain seems to be obedient to her."

Zhao Yuan sighed lightly: "Captain Fu doesn't like others to talk about him, okay, let's go home and rest." ”

The flight attendants all left the pick-up gate with their suitcases in tow.

Wen Qiao pointed to the photo, "Does she still want to kiss you?" ”

Fu Nanli finally snatched her mobile phone, and pressed and held it neatly with her hands and feet, deleting several photos in a row.

Wen Qiao sighed lightly: "It has been imprinted in my mind, and when I have normal contact with men in the future, I hope Mr. Fu will not be too double-standard." ”

Fu Nanli took the person into his arms: "Special circumstances, special treatment." ”

Wen Qiao: "Then you're a double standard." ”

"You're young and easy to be deceived, I'm different."

Wincho: ......

hehe

When Fu Nanli was in a meeting, Wen Qiao was in his office, he prepared a small snack and ordered hot milk tea.

Wen Qiao rarely had free time, brushed some hot-blooded comics, and felt that life was comfortable and leisurely.

It was already noon after Fu Nanli's meeting.

As soon as he entered the office, he was fed a wave of caramel milk green by Wen Qiao, and Fu Nanli frowned: "It's too sweet." ”

Wen Qiao: "Three points of sweetness, is it still sweet?" ”

"I don't eat sweets."

Wen Qiao thought, it's really a difficult young master to serve.

"Let's go have lunch, then."

The two went to a Wagyu barbecue restaurant, this kind of restaurant Fu Nanli would not choose in any case before, but now it is becoming more and more down-to-earth.

Wen Qiao was taken care of by the eldest young master throughout the whole process, roasting meat, turning it over, and cutting it into small pieces, all of which were taken care of by him alone, Wen Qiao picked up a small piece of beef with chopsticks, dipped it in some sauce, tore a small piece of leftovers, wrapped it, and sent it to his mouth.

Fu Nanli opened her mouth and accepted her feeding.

The division of labor is also clear.

"I didn't have a job anymore, I can take a few days off, do you want to go somewhere to play?"

Wen Qiao: "No, you're so busy, since you're resting, just take a break in the real sense, stay at home, don't do anything, don't go out to play." ”

Fu Nanli looked at her: "Next year will be even busier, if you want to go out to play again, I'm afraid I won't have time to accompany you." ”

Wen Qiao raised his eyebrows: "I'm not a playful person, you just stay in your residence, I can cook for you." ”

"Let's let the babysitter do it."

Wen Qiao squinted: "Young Master, what does this mean?" Don't like me for cooking badly? ”

Fu Nanli rubbed her head: "Don't have the heart of a villain, I don't want you to work hard." ”

Wen Qiao took a small piece of plum blossom meat, dipped it in some sauce, and sent it to his mouth.

The place where they sat was a semi-open private room, with a hollow wooden lattice, and the people inside could be faintly seen.

When He Qian passed by, he happened to see Wen Qiao feeding Fu Nanli food, the man's eyes were the same as those of a year-old relative, still affectionate, still spoiled, as long as Wen Qiao was there, he couldn't see others.

There was some sauce on the corner of his mouth, and Wen Qiao pulled a tissue to wipe the corner of his mouth.

They are like ordinary couples, feeding each other as if no one is around, Fu Nanli is no longer the impersonal work machine he used to be, there is a lot more human touch.

But this human touch is exclusive and customized, and it only belongs to Wen Qiao.

A friend called out to her: "He Qian ......"

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