Chapter 211 Sorry, I Couldn't Hold Back

[I have dinner with Qingzhi after get off work, so you don't need to pick me up. ]

"..."

Yu Song was asking Bo Jingchuan to sign the last document, and bent over to glance at the information on his phone.

Ha ha……

Let the storm come harder!

Bo Jingchuan's face sank terribly. He stared at the phone for a long time, and suddenly moved his slender fingers——

[I'll pick you up for dinner. ]

Shen Fanxing raised her head and glanced at Xu Qingzhi, thinking that she would have to explain it for a long time after that. Now that there are so many things to do, she really has no energy, so she immediately returned to Bo Jingchuan—

[No, today Yu Song returned the car to me, and I drove back by myself. ]

Bo Jingchuan retracted his phone, picked up the pen and signed the document, then raised his head and looked at Yu Song.

"Notify all departments to work overtime at night."

"……Yes."-

Seven o'clock in the evening.

Shen Fanxing and Xu Qingzhi chose a hot pot restaurant for their dinner.

Shen Fanxing had a bad stomach and couldn't eat spicy food, so Xu Qingzhi thoughtfully called a mandarin duck pot bottom.

Then ordered another table of vegetables, seafood and fresh meat.

Xu Qingzhi looked at the bottom of the pot, one red and one white, and said with emotion:

"I really miss the days when we secretly ate spicy sticks at school."

Shen Fanxing smiled, "Yes. I don't know if the small shop behind the school is still there?"

The topic is spread like this. After many years, old classmates and old friends talk most about youth.

Eating while feeling emotional.

At the end of the meal, Xu Qingzhi sat down in front of Shen Fanxing, picked up Shen Fanxing's mobile phone, opened a circle of friends, put his head on Shen Fanxing's shoulder, and took a photo.

Then with words - forever.

Shen Fanxing rarely uses Moments, and doesn't care about Xu Qingzhi's actions.

After that, Xu Qingzhi returned to his seat, picked up his mobile phone, forwarded the photo of Shen Fanxing just now, and added the text - together.

send.

Five past seven.

Shen Fanxing's cell phone beeped.

Bo Jingchuan: [What time do you go home? ]

Shen Fanxing looked at the time, thinking that there was an underwear store on this street, estimated the time, and replied—

[About half past eight. ]

Seconds back - [Pay attention to safety. ]

[it is good. ]

After that, the two went to buy a few sets of underwear and went home around 8:30.

As soon as he got out of the elevator, he saw a familiar tall figure standing at the door.

"Why are you here?"

Bo Jingchuan glanced at her and said lightly, "Wait for you."

Shen Fanxing was startled!

Is it her illusion? Why does she feel that Bo Jingchuan's state is not right today?

"What's wrong with you?" Shen Fanxing asked.

"hungry."

Shen Fanxing frowned, "You didn't have dinner?"

"Um."

Shen Fanxing pinched his brows and didn't ask him any more questions, and hurriedly opened the door.

"Sit down first, and I'll cook for you."

—

At nine o'clock, the food is served.

The two of them cooked noodles last night, so today, she deliberately did not repeat it.

Steamed rice, simply fried two dishes, and a seaweed egg soup.

Shen Fanxing sat opposite Bo Jingchuan, watching him eat slowly.

"Bo Jingchuan, are you still angry? Because of those words on the Internet?"

Bo Jingchuan took a sip of the soup and said lightly:

"I haven't seen it for a day."

He was afraid that he would find out those people with vicious mouths, or at least sew their mouths with needles!

Shen Fanxing's expression relaxed a little!

"That's good."

"But the people in those photos... I'm sorry, I couldn't hold back."

Shen Fanxing just breathed a sigh of relief, and when he heard Bo Jingchuan's words, he froze again.

"You...what did you do?"

"Bumped."