Song Fusheng's things have all been ordered.

Shen Qingjia watched him eat a little cake slowly. Then he didn't move a single chopstick. She couldn't figure out why Song Fusheng was staying here at this time.

It was almost six o'clock, and now it's half past five. Originally, I thought time was passing a little slowly, like a small stream flowing.

Is it because of Song Fusheng? Shen Qingjia's face, who was thinking like this, turned red inexplicably.

"You like him?" The store manager didn't know when he stood behind her.

Shen Qingjia shook his shoulders, and then replied, "Store manager!" When did you come, you scared me. ”

"Just here." The store manager said.

"Oh. Scared me. Hee-hee~"

"You haven't answered my question yet."

"......" just turned redder and redder, and then looked out the window.

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Song Fusheng didn't know what the man was talking to Shen Qingjia. Shen Qingjia's face didn't seem to be very good. But now she laughed again. When Shen Qingjia laughed, the entire starry sky was bright. But what the hell is it talking about. Song Fusheng really cared very much. But he was too far away to hear what was being said. So Song Fusheng was very willful and carried out the purpose that customers are God. Song Fusheng rang the bell again. A waiter walked over. "I'm looking for the girl with the double ponytail, and she'll give me a snack." Song Fusheng directly named Shen Qingjia.

"Xiao Shen!" So the colleague called Shen Qingjia's name. Shen Qingjia responded, "Store manager, I'll go over first." The store manager waved his hand to Shen Qingjia and motioned for her to go ahead first. When the store manager turned around, he glanced at Song Fusheng, he was a child with beautiful eyebrows and eyes, and girls would be tempted.

"What do you want me from this guest?" Shen Qingjia was still a little dissatisfied with Song Fusheng's casual summoning. Song Fusheng is sometimes so willful.

"Nothing. I just want you to talk. Song Fusheng propped his chin and looked at ease.

"Don't you see I'm busy right now?" Shen Qingjia tried his best to restrain his emotions.

"I didn't see it. All I see is you chatting with a man. Song Fusheng's words were full of vinegar. But Shen Qingjia didn't see it.

"That's our store manager! What do you think! Shen Qingjia was very speechless at Song Fusheng's sudden divergent thinking.

"You like that-old man??" Song Fusheng frowned, and his face suddenly approached Shen Qingjia.

Shen Qingjia habitually avoided a little distance, and she said hesitantly: "...... You think too much! "Song Fusheng was so close to her just now, she was about to suffocate. Too nervous, too nervous.

"So which one do you prefer? Am I like this? What do you think? Do you want to think about it? Although Song Fusheng's tone was playful, his feelings were sincere.

“…… I'm at work! Hurry up and leave after you're done! Shen Qingjia naturally didn't miss a single punctuation mark in a word. Song Fusheng is really getting bolder and bolder. It's getting more and more hateful. What did he mean by that, what did he mean by that? Did he know what she had hidden for years? Impossible, right? Shen Qingjia really didn't dare to think about it.

But she thought in her heart how true Song Fusheng's words were?

5:55 p.m. The foreman came to inform everyone to get off work and go to the party for dessert. Shen Qingjia is naturally among them. "Xiao Shen. Hurry up and prepare. At six o'clock, everyone walked together, and it was rare for the store manager to have a treat. ”

"Oh." Shen Qingjia promised in his mouth, but his eyes looked at Song Fusheng's direction.

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