The topic shifted too quickly.

Yin Yibo only said: "You wait for me." ”

"I wish I could have arrived sooner." Lin Freehand said seriously.

The man bowed, took out his mobile phone and was about to call the assistant, but as soon as he dialed out, he saw Lin Xieyi suddenly trot out of the kitchen.

Yin Yibo: "........."

"Sir?"

Qin Ge on the other end of the phone called him back, and he asked, "When will Miss Lin's clothes be delivered?" ”

"It's expected to arrive at seven o'clock this afternoon."

The man glanced at his watch, and there were still two hours.

After reading the watch, Yin Yibo said: "You go to the store to pick it up, and you will come right away after taking it." ”

"Yes, sir."

"Before you send it, remove all the tags."

“………”

"Replace the outer packaging with the usual packaging."

"........." Qin Gemo.

He has always listened to Yin Yibo's words and only did not ask.

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Yin Yibo didn't know what Lin Xiyi was doing, so he sat down again and ate mille-feuille.

Mango mille-feuille and chocolate mille-feuille are excellent in appearance.

Pick up a fork and fork a small piece of mango mille-feuille.

Sweet but not greasy, just the taste that he does not dislike in the mouth.

Tut...... She's really good at making desserts.

The corners of the man's lips outlined a light and shallow arc, and he tasted it slowly.

………

"Mr. Yin, does your friend like to be cheerful or quiet?"

After a few bites of dessert, the girl's voice was heard.

Like a gust of wind, in the blink of an eye she was across from him, her hands propped up on the table.

The man looked up at her, and the girl's long seaweed-like hair was scattered over her shoulders, perhaps because of the hurried pace, a slightly messy appearance, and a few strands of black hair were scattered to the cheeks, most of which were pinned behind her ears.

Behind her, the warm yellow light from the lamp above the dining room was soft.

The man's hand holding the knife and fork paused, his eyes were uncertain, and he replied to her with a smile: "I don't know." ”

Lin Xianyi frowned, stretched out his finger and pointed at himself, and asked sincerely: "Then do you think your friend will look at me pleasing to the eye?" ”

The eyes that originally meant to flicker at this moment sank silently after the girl's voice landed.

He didn't answer and asked: "So you want the clothes to arrive early, in order to choose clothes that are pleasing to Gong Rui's eyes?" ”

"........." Lin is unclear.

What he said was a question or a declarative sentence.

"Huh?" The man's voice is slightly raised, and the voice is clean and magnetic, which is sultry to the eardrums.

Lin Shuyi finally realized what he watched in junior high school - the male god was light "um", and he was simply asking for his life.

The original anxiety in Lin Shuyi's heart because of Gong Rui was filled tightly by the "um" in an instant.

It's like clear snow covering the dirty ground layer after layer, and the dirty ground is about to be forgotten, and the pure ground is always fascinating.

Lin Xianyi blinked his eyelashes twice, looked at the man with picturesque eyebrows in front of him, and only felt that his vision was really good.

"Miss Lin, you don't have to think about it so much. The person who is with you......" he said in a leisurely tone, deliberately pausing for a second before continuing, "it's me." ”

"I know." Lin Shuyi nodded and agreed casually. His head was a little confused, and he didn't go around the bend at all.

Because I had been standing in the kitchen for a long time just now, and because I knew that Yin Yibo's friend was coming, I went to the bathroom and looked at Da'er in the mirror, fiddled with Da'er's hairstyle, and was tired from standing, so I simply sat down.