Lord Beast, please let me go

Chapter 62
When Jing Ning came out of the bathroom, he saw the open office door, and Mo Qianwen who turned her head and smiled at him, frowned: "Why didn't you knock?"

The smile on her face froze for a moment, and she pretended to be relaxed and teased: "I knocked, but you didn't hear it." She handed over the information in her hand: "Take a look, this is the first set of plans."

Jing Ning took it, and was about to go around the desk and sit in his seat. From the corner of her eye, she saw An An's lunch box lying on the desk, and her footsteps paused.

Mo Qianwen followed his gaze: "Oh, it was delivered by a little girl, did you order it from a restaurant?"

His deep eyes were stained with an impenetrable mist, and his perfect profile was three-dimensional, but it became more and more serious. Mo Qianwen felt that he couldn't understand him more and more, maybe she had never understood him before. He wrapped himself in ice, allowing outsiders to freeze into ice slag, leaving him standing alone in the center of time and space.

"You go out first." In an instant, he returned to his calm and indifferent posture, but there was an indescribable alienation and distance.

Mo Qianwen turned around sadly, she followed his footsteps for six years, why she still couldn't walk into his heart, or he sealed his heart with ice and never let anyone get close.

Jing Ning took the lunch box, and there was still the warmth of her hands on it. He just went to the bathroom, and she took the time to put down her things and escape?In her eyes, is he a scourge?

"Hey, Jing, is the food not to your taste? I can help you."

Jing Ning watched Steven come in with chopsticks and spoons. His nose is really long. He knew he had something to eat here, so he came here purposely.

"Your nose is really good."

"It's not my nose, it's my eyes that saw it." He unceremoniously moved a stool, sat opposite him, took the lunch box from his hand, and opened it: "Well, it smells so good, You are right, Chinese food is extensive and profound, and I am really in the right place." He was surprised to see the variety of food, his eyes straightened.

"Hey, by the way, what about the little girl delivering food? I went back and thought about it just now. She doesn't seem to be working in a restaurant. I think she looks familiar. I think I've seen her somewhere?"

Jing Ning picked up the chopsticks and divided the food, half of each person, he is really not used to eating in the same bowl with a man, but he also knows that Steven is a master who will not die when he sees delicious food, if he is not tempted by delicious food, how could he agree? Came to his company to help him, but this was the first time she brought him food, and he couldn't bear to eat it. He picked up the rice grains in the bowl in disgust, thinking of her reluctance to bring him food, he felt a wave of pain in his heart. Stuffed: "Did you see her?"

Steven suddenly had a flash of inspiration and shouted: "Oh, oh, I remembered, she's not you..."

Jing Ning glanced sharply, and stuffed a piece of fruit into his mouth with a toothpick: "There are so many vegetables, can't you keep your mouth shut?"

"Haha, yes, yes, the food is still delicious." He smiled at him ambiguously, and started to gobble it up: "She can come back tomorrow, bring more, how can this be enough?"

With a cold face, Jing Ning tapped the edge of the table with his fingers: "The food is not free."

Steven took a mouthful of the food, swallowed it, and then freed his mouth to reply: "Ever since I promised to come to China with you, I knew I couldn't go back, and I promised myself, you have to remember to support me lifetime."

The corner of Jing Ning's mouth twitched. The foreigner's Chinese pronunciation is good, but the idioms that pop up occasionally are unbearable. People who don't understand think that the relationship between the two is not normal. He is too lazy to correct him now.

(End of this chapter)