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Chapter 67
Jiang Ji is not going to school today.
He didn't want to bump into Tang Suisui just yet.
One is that don't want to be left behind.
The second is about the kidnapping last time. Tang Suisui couldn't pick it up cleanly. He reckoned that he, the cannon fodder, would die miserably under the crush of the protagonist.
Jiang Ji didn't want to be slapped in the face by a tool person today.
So, he took a day off and stayed at home alone.
When it was noon, I ordered a flash delivery, bought some vegetables, and cooked for myself.
While cooking, was on the phone with Grandma Jiang.
Grandma Jiang used an old mobile phone and couldn't play videos. Originally, Jiang Ji wanted to replace her with a smart phone so that it would be easier to make calls.
But when Grandma Jiang heard the price, she immediately rejected it seriously, saying that even if she bought it, she, an old woman, would not know how to use it.
Jiang Ji just gave up.
"Jiang Jiang, why didn't you go to school today?" Grandma Jiang was knitting, competing with the old man in the next bed, while giving Jiang Ji a look.
Jiang had already dealt with the fish, and casually gave a reason: "The school has something to do, and the students are on vacation for half a day."
Grandma Jiang didn't doubt it either, she hummed perfunctorily, but she didn't know if she listened, her movements were unambiguous.
"Oh, you can cook by yourself. You are too thin. You should eat more. Next time I come back, I see you are as thin as a monkey. I won't let you in."
"Ms. Jiang, are you willing?"
"What is there to be reluctant about?" Grandma Jiang didn't even raise her head, she thought of something, suddenly paused, gave Jiang Ji a look, and she smiled kindly: "Of course, next time I come back, I will bring Mr.Rarely too late."
Jiang Ji: "..."
He raised his head speechlessly: "Ms. Jiang, who is your family?"
He only saw Wen Shiqing once, and he was so kind to him, and Jiang Ji's heart was already sore.
Ms. Jiang snorted: "Stop talking, I wish Xiaowen would always be in my family. But my family is not so lucky."
"Hehe, who do you think this pot of food is for? Isn't it for you, Mr. Wen." Jiang Ji sneered again and again: "Happy? Satisfied?"
While knitting, Ms. Jiang didn't care about his eccentricity at all, and nodded excitedly and satisfied: "That's good, you have to use your housekeeping skills to entertain others."
"All right, all right, you wish you could do it yourself, right?"
"If I could get started, I would have already done it."
After finishing talking, Jiang Ji briefly chatted with Grandma Jiang, then hung up the phone.
He hasn't cooked by himself for a long time, so he should be more cautious.
This was the beginning of his relationship with Wen Shiqing.
Jiang has already grasped this beginning.
But he couldn't be too obvious.
Unavoiding that he was in vain, he first asked Wen Shiqing politely if he was in the company.
When he got an affirmative answer, he carried the food box non-stop and rushed to the company, ready to catch Wen Shiqing by surprise.
Just kidding, if Wen Shiqing was told in advance, if the other party refused, wouldn't he be busy all afternoon?
At the same time, Wen Shiqing, who was about to go out, stopped after receiving the call, and ordered Assistant Yang to talk to the partner in the afternoon instead.
Assistant Yang: "?"
He didn't know anything, didn't understand anything, he just honestly changed the time with a lot of doubts.
He remembered that Mr. Wen had no other work arrangements during this time period?
Why did you suddenly change your mind again?
It wasn't until he received a call from the front desk that a friend of Mr. Wen was coming up and asked the friend's name that Assistant Yang suddenly realized.
As a person who has seen many storms, Assistant Yang quickly calmed down and brought Jiang Ji up.
Jiang already carried the food box, and followed Assistant Yang in a hurry, and then, under the gossip of several employees, entered the special elevator
"Uncle Wen, what is his expression when he knows I'm here?" Jiang Ji asked sideways.
Assistant Yang said cautiously: "Aha, here, I knew that Mr. Xiao Jiang was coming, so I hurried down to greet him, and I forgot to tell Mr. Wen."
Jiang Ji: "???"
Pupil earthquake.
When he stepped out of the elevator, he shrank his heels back. Are all the assistants so presumptuous now?
Besides, Wen Shiqing wouldn't throw him out, would he?
Jiang has said that he is really afraid.
Assistant Yang didn't know what was going on in his heart. He thought Mr. Wen stayed here on purpose, just to wait for Mr. Jiang?What else would he ask for?
He still understands this.
Jiang Ji was led tremblingly into Wen Shiqing's office.
Assistant Yang's knock on the door startled the man, and a "come in" came from the office.
Assistant Yang Chaojiang smiled meaningfully and left with interest.
Jiang Ji had no choice but to bite the bullet, pushed open the door, and walked in.
Wen Shiqing seemed to be busy with work, but he didn't know he was here, with his head lowered, the pen in his hand slid in different patterns.
Jiang already broke into a cold sweat for himself.
Wen Shiqing has a good temper, so he probably wouldn't kick him out, right?
However, it is not polite to come uninvited.
I don't know if it will make Wen Shiqing feel unhappy?
Jiang already thought about it secretly, he coughed lightly: "Uncle Wen."
Hearing his voice, Wen Shiqing raised his head, seemed to be taken aback for a moment, and said calmly, "Why is Xiao Jiang here?"
Fortunately, there is no dislike.
But it doesn't seem like like it.
Jiang Ji slandered, and said naturally and calmly: "I asked for leave today and made some lunch, so I thought about sending some to Uncle Wen."
He was embarrassed: "I don't know if coming here rashly will disturb Uncle Wen's work."
Good green tea.Jiang has complained about himself.
Wen Shiqing smiled: "What are you talking about, whether to disturb or not, of course you are welcome here, uncle."
He stood up, took the food box in Jiang Ji's hand in one hand, and led the person in.
"Sit down, don't be restrained." He put the food box on the table, and took a glass of water for Jiang Ji very thoughtfully.
Jiang already smiled shyly: "Thank you uncle."
He graciously opened the lunch box and said in anticipation: "Uncle, try my cooking. I made braised crucian carp, homemade tofu, and stewed chicken and mushrooms."
The young man's expression was moved, as if a child was facing an adult and wanted to ask for praise.
Wen Shiqing couldn't ignore this small appearance even if he wanted to.
He raised his brows, lowered his eyes and smiled: "That's fine."
He wasn't picky at all and acted calmly, but this appearance also made Jiang already completely relieved.
Wen Shiqing is willing to eat, so everything is easy to talk about.
While the man was eating his home-cooked lunch, his movements were unambiguous, and he did not pretend to be reserved, and he dealt with it vigorously and decisively.
When it is used up, the corners of the lips are slightly curved, and a satisfactory evaluation is given gently.
The blinking boy on the other side also showed a smile without any surprise.
"As long as uncle likes it."
Jiang Ji moved his buttocks and said with a smile: "If uncle likes it, I will find some free time next time and do other things for uncle."
Because of the short distance, his feet were only a few minutes away from Wen Shiqing's toes.
Jiang Ji's eyesight is very good, this distance is not too much, just when he looks down, he can see the man's sexy throat - this is the sign of a mature man, the rushing hormones arouse his lust.
Jiang already wondered at the right time, if at this moment he raised his hand and pushed him onto the sofa, would the beauty trick come in handy?
Of course, the beauties in the beauties are not necessarily talking about him.
An ambiguous air flow surged, and the office suddenly fell silent.
Jiang Ji moved his eyes and met the man's dark eyes, which instantly submerged him like a bottomless pool of water.
Before he could fall completely, Wen Shiqing raised his eyelids lightly, poked his forehead lightly with his index finger, moved him a little further away, and popped the little pink bubble: "Speak, there is nothing to be courteous about, what does Xiao Jiang want to do?"
"Of course, what the child wants to do must be that uncle can help you." He chuckled, "I'm afraid there is nothing I can do for the rest."
He smiled seriously, but Jiang's head was already full of yellow waste.
So he had reason to suspect that Wen Shiqing's words also contained yellow waste.
So at the end of the day, Jiang Ji said in a delirious manner: "The rest of what uncle said is a boo, a masturbation, or a bed?"
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