"No, you're really planning to settle in City A?"

Lin Shen, who was sitting at the table, took a bite of an apple and whistled at the man in the chair.

"Go down."

Fu Jin's expression was cold, he didn't raise his head, signed the last stroke on the document in front of him, and closed the pen cover.

"If you're really that idle, I don't mind finding you something to do."

Lin Shen took another bite of the apple and couldn't help but roll his eyes: "I'm still idle?" You, the director, are the shopkeeper every day, and you throw me all the dirty work......"

Fu Jin pulled his tie, and a look made Lin Shen's voice smaller and smaller.

He was still muttering quietly, but the man obediently got off the table.

There's no way, his friend is a typical warm-hearted and cold-hearted, even if the two of them grew up together, in fact, Lin Shen was still a little scared of him from the bottom of his heart.

"That Wu Hao, who broke the cup two days ago and was about to commit suicide by cutting his wrists, was stopped by the medical staff of our institute."

Lin Shen remembered what he was going to say about Fu Jin this time.

"Use the best medical resources to treat, and watch so that no one can have another accident." The man slowly straightened his clothes, "Death is such an easy relief, he also deserves it?" ”

It's obviously a question sentence, but his attitude is indifferent, more like stating a fact.

Lin Shen let out an "oh" and silently lit a piece of wax for Wu Hao in his heart.

It's not good to provoke anyone, but to provoke this ancestor.

"Huh! What time is it, and you're off work? ”

Fu Jin had already walked out of the door of the director's office, and Lin Shen thought that he would not reply.

Unexpectedly, the man deliberately turned his head and said, "Go and make food for her." ”

Lin Shen knew who the "she" in Fu Jin's mouth was, it was the little girl who looked like a porcelain doll last time he saw in the Wen family.

No, his tone, yes, is showing off?

Come on, what's there to brag about?

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"Doctor Fu!"

The girl raised her head happily, and sure enough, she saw Fu Jin carrying a bag in her hand.

Since the last time she made a flower cake, Fu Jin seems to have been turned on some strange switch, and every time she comes to see her, she will bring some food made by herself.

Strawberry mousse, cream puffs, matcha pudding, cocoa brownie...... It seems that there is no dessert that Fu Jin will not make.

Wen Yao put down the exercise book in her hand and stared at Fu Jin with blank eyes.

The man took out a thermal box from the bag under her expectant gaze, opened the lid, and the slightly spicy ginger flavor and rich milky flavor overflowed.

"Ginger hits milk, eat it while it's hot."

System: Sooner or later, you have to buy an electronic tongue that tastes like it.

Wen Yao took small bites with a spoon, and the smooth and mellow taste made people feel happy, and it was warm in the stomach.

If Fu Jin goes to become a pastry chef, he will definitely not be worse than those internationally renowned masters.

Wen Gourmand Yao spoke highly of it.

"Won't Doctor Fu eat it?"

While Wen Yao was eating, Fu Jin watched quietly from the side.

He seems to enjoy watching himself eat.

The man's face was gentle, and Wen Yao's gaze stayed on his lips for a few more seconds.

The ginger milk is delicious, and Dr. Fu's lips are also ...... It's also delicious.

But Doctor Fu is too serious, and the rabbit demon is embarrassed to say every time he wants to kiss and hug.

always feels that Fu Jin is a woman from a good family in the book, and she is a gentleman who is full of thoughts about how to eat beautiful tofu.

Her mental state is much better, and she no longer has a dissociative reaction, but her skin hunger is ...... It seems to be more serious.