Shu Ange dragged the sick body and ran over to open the door, Chen Weiqing frowned slightly, and followed her quickly.

When she opened the door, a big young foreign boy in a graffiti T-shirt with a golden chicken nest head on top of it made a face at her smiling and sticking out his tongue.

"The mud is good, the beautiful and greasy Sister Xiao, the nest is Paul, and the charm fruit of Lai."

Paul greeted Shu Ange in a strange Chinese accent, and then muttered a series of more detailed personal introductions in fluent English.

A foreigner suddenly came to the house, Shu Ange was stunned for a moment, expressed his welcome in English, and then gave up the position at the door.

As Paul spoke, a few freckles near the bridge of his nose began to throb vividly and playfully.

Chen Weiqing's eyes were slightly downcast, and his tone was a little stern: "Who asked you to come here." ”

After being scolded by the boss, Paul pitifully grabbed his hair, climbed the door frame with his hand and said in broken Chinese: "The four lucky sons, the boss, hold back the monk." ”

Shu Ange stepped aside, if she guessed correctly, this person should be Chen Weiqing's teammate, and it was better for her not to mix in the matter between other teammates.

"Come in."

Chen Weiqing angrily let Paul enter the door, he shrugged his shoulders with a grin, and said a lot of beautiful words to the captain in English.

After entering the door, Paul quietly looked at Shu Ange, and when he glanced at the door just now, he only felt that this oriental doll was very charming.

Looking closer now, Paul confirms that his previous astonishment was not his delusion. Her delicate face is slightly sickly, her small and round earlobes are cute and charming, and her temperament is fragile and blurry, full of oriental charm.

Paul was attracted by Shu Ange's unique temperament, and his eyes boldly lingered on her.

He not only watched, but also praised Shu Ange in English, and he also talked at length.

Paul's borderless enthusiasm made Shu Ange very awkward, and she avoided him for the time being under the pretext of boiling water.

When Shu Ange went to boil water, Paul excitedly asked Chen Weiqing in English.

"My God, this is a lovely angel lady. Captain! I believe I have met true love, she is so innocent, lovely and charming, like a pistol pointed at my chest. ”

Paul didn't find it enjoyable enough to use words alone, and he put his hand at his chest with a gun.

"Bang-"

"My love for this beautiful Oriental lady is like being shot, irresistible!"

“……”

Chen Weiqing's eyes were complicated and he looked at Paul with an intoxicated look on his face, and he was inexplicably a little irritable in his heart.

When Shu Ange posted photos before, Paul showed a strong interest in her, and now because of the sudden mission needs, he came all the way to China, and even came to Shanghai to visit Shu Ange on his own initiative.

His unconcealable love and enthusiasm made Chen Weiqing more and more irritable the more he thought about it.

"This is not the United States, put away your unnecessary enthusiasm, so as not to create embarrassment."

Hearing Chen Weiqing's cold and calm words, Paul sat on the sofa with a face full of grievances, crossed his hands in front of his chest, and said with a painful face: "Oh no, it was God who guided me to meet this lovely young lady who is as charming as an angel." ”

Shu Ange poured boiling water and came back, but he couldn't listen to Paul's numb words, so he coughed as a reminder.

Paul is well versed in following the local customs, and when he heard Shu Ange coughing, he no longer expressed his love for her, but jumped up from the sofa like a spring and rushed to her recklessly.

"Thank you lovely young lady, I'm Paul, I'm good at computer technology, graduated from Harvard University, and I'm just eighteen years old this year. Many people think I'm a child prodigy, but I think it's better to call me the world's top hacker for my age! ”

Chen Weiqing is a person who doesn't talk much, Shu Ange is used to his rhythm, and a foreign teenager who is full of enthusiasm and crackling and talking non-stop suddenly appeared in the house, as if he had started a variety show in his head.

"Mr. Paul is very powerful, please drink water, this is fruit and snacks, please feel free to take it."

Shu Ange really didn't know how to pick up Paul's topic, so he could only follow his words.

Paul took the glass and exclaimed, "Oh! The magic of hot water, I know, is the magic of Huaguo, the legendary Chinese medicine. Every Chinese loves to drink boiled water, my captain likes it too, and so does the lovely Miss Ye. ”

People who can even drink a glass of water to emit so many emotions have opened Shu Ange's eyes, and the personalities of Chen Weiqing and Paul are simply two extremes.

Paul exclaimed, drank half a glass of boiling water, and then took a bite into a crisp apple.

Chen Weiqing was worried about Shu Ange's illness, and when she saw Paul circling around her, she didn't know what it was like for a while.

He repeatedly told himself that he was just worried about Shu Ange's body, and had no other thoughts.

"Don't be busy with anything else, I'll cook you a bowl of porridge and go to the hospital after drinking."

As Chen Weiqing spoke, the person walked towards the kitchen, and Paul shouted excitedly: "Wow, the captain can actually make porridge, can you make me more?" I want to try it too and go back and show it off to everyone! ”

"Hahaha, besides me, who else can drink the porridge made by the boss himself."

Shu Ange, who couldn't turn into air, replied silently: "Thank you, Brother Chen, you are tired again today." ”

"You're welcome."

Chen Weiqing cooked shirtless, the tattoo on his arm snaked all the way to his chest, and his appearance of both good and evil was full of charm.

The porridge was boiled, Shu Ange served a bowl to everyone, Paul was satisfied with the bowl and smelled the aroma of the porridge, and spoke happily again: "The captain's craftsmanship is amazing, magical Chinese white porridge." ”

The rough Paul has been immersed in the excitement brought by the idol's own cooking, he is not excited, but he still has to pull Shu Ange to speak.

"Do you like white porridge too? Your hacking skills are not very good, I have wanted to talk to you for a long time. ”

Paul was not used to eating rice porridge, but for the sake of the captain, he still ate it steadfastly.

"If you have the opportunity, you can learn from each other, and hacking skills need to be constantly communicated to improve. Last time I lost in your hands, I was convinced. ”

Shu Ange lightly put a high hat on Paul, he smiled and waved the spoon, and said happily: "No, please don't be too modest, my lovely oriental beauty." ”

The three of them were eating, Paul's mouth was chattering, and Chen Weiqing had the illusion that he had become an outsider.

"Miss Ye, what else do you like besides hacking skills? Actually, I'm a multi-talented person, and I think we must have a lot in common. ”

Paul's eyebrows fluttered as he spoke, and his eyes sparkled like a young mole full of energy.

"I love fine arts, law, and astronomy, and those three subjects are my favorites."