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Chapter 9

"Of course you have to remember clearly."

When Mo Shuang said this, he straightened up and got closer, smiling, his eyes were particularly bright, and the hands on the table were naturally closed and clenched unconsciously, as if he wanted to sit upright in class.

Zhuo Weilan regained her composure, feeling that she was being stared at like a teacher grading, who could decide whether Mo Shuang would cry or laugh with just one sentence.

In short, Mo Shuang seems to be...

Seeking praise?

The Mo Shuang in front of him was too obedient, Zhuo Weilan was in a trance, and the mood of turning over and making decisions came out disobediently, and rushed to his mouth, turning into a sentence showing a strong position, and said it without thinking, "Be good, do it!" Well done."

Mo Shuang smiled deeper, "Yes."

"..." Zhuo Weilan couldn't hold back her expression any longer, she chuckled, "Are you 18 or 3 years old, you still need to be praised."

Just when the waiter brought the drink, Mo Shuang helped put it in front of her, adjusted the straw to a convenient direction, and answered seriously, "I'm already 25."

Last night, I carried someone upstairs to bring tea and water, and in the morning I chased someone to deliver breakfast, and suddenly appeared on lunch break to have lunch together, and now I even have to considerately adjust the direction of the straw so that she can use it as soon as she moves forward...

Zhuo Weilan took a series of meticulous care into her eyes, she didn't panic anymore, she got used to it, took a sip of the fragrant and delicious fruit juice, curled her lips and replied in a low voice, unconsciously a little coquettish It's sweet, "Okay~"

When Mo Shuang was happy, the corners of her lips curled up to the sky.

"By the way." Zhuo Weilan remembered an important thing, "You asked Lao Zhang to send you here?"

"Ah."

Zhuo Weilan was thoughtful, "Suddenly let Lao Zhang work overtime..."

The driver, Lao Zhang, worked for the Mo family many years ago. He used to be the exclusive driver of Mo's father. Later, when he got old, he couldn't bear the work intensity of being on call and running around with the boss, so he wanted to resign.Mo's father missed the old love and asked Lao Zhang to pick up and drop off his family members. At first it was his wife, then his daughter. After looking around, he felt that his daughter-in-law Zhuo Weilan had the least demands, so he sent them to be the driver.

Zhuo Weilan often chatted with Lao Zhang. Knowing that Lao Zhang's wife fell ill a year ago and his grandson was left after school at noon, she said that it was fine to take a lunch break at the company and let Lao Zhang take care of his grandson.

Now that Mo Shuang brought Lao Zhang to her company, what about her grandson?

Zhuo Weilan couldn't help worrying, she thought about her words and wanted to talk to Mo Shuang about the situation, but when the words came to her lips, she remembered that three months ago when she went back to her mother's house and didn't bother Lao Zhang, she took a taxi and was scolded by Mo Shuang, and she felt lingering fear , I dare not speak for a while.

In Mo Shuang's view, it was only natural for Lao Zhang to take the driver's salary and do things according to the requirements. It was irresponsible for her to take the risk of taking a taxi by herself for the sake of so-called favors.

Zhuo Weilan felt a little wronged in retrospect.

Why is it unsafe to take a taxi?Why is she irresponsible to herself?As for nagging...

From then on, even if Zhuo Weilan took a taxi, she avoided mentioning the matter of taking a taxi in front of Mo Shuang. Lao Zhang was taught a lesson by Mo Shuang, and he reflected on himself. Man, is the driver from a regular company?

She was dazed by the memory and stopped talking halfway.

Mo Shuang waited quietly, and when her face was even, she called her softly, "Weilan, it's time to eat."

"Oh." Zhuo Weilan took the chopsticks from Mo Shuang.

Mo Shuang seemed to understand what she was thinking just now, and said proactively, "I already know the way, and I don't need Lao Zhang to send it to me in the future, just come here by myself."

"Cough." Zhuo Weilan choked on the noodle soup and asked back in disbelief, "Are you coming again?"

Mo Shuang blinked, "Can't you?"

"Nope," Zhuo Weilan wiped her mouth, patted her chest for breath, tried to calm down the flattered self, and muttered softly, "You're not such a clingy person..."

She used "sticky" as a neutral word, and it was just a simple description, but Mo Shuang misunderstood what she heard, and lowered her eyes sadly, "I'm sorry, I just wanted to have lunch with you, I didn't mean to bother you."

Zhuo Weilan was stunned for a moment, then looked up, and saw Mo Shuang, who was facing him aggrievedly, messing up the noodles in the bowl.

"I didn't say you were annoying." She quickly explained, "I'm just... a little uncomfortable, don't be unhappy..."

She was not used to the sensitive 18-year-old Mo Shuang, and she stuttered and struggled to comfort her.

However, Mo Shuang has never been the one to be coaxed by glass-hearted dignitaries.

"Is it just not getting used to it?" Mo Shuang looked for an opportunity, his eyes lit up, "Then I will reduce the frequency first, come once every two days, and come every day when you get used to it?"

Zhuo Weilan was stunned.

It's different from what she imagined, why did Mo Shuang look like she was about to cry one second, and then start negotiating terms with her in the next?

Seeing her silence, Mo Shuang thought for a moment and gave in, "Once in three days?"

This shrewd little sample!No option to decline at all!

Zhuo Weilan was helpless, and sighed secretly, but seeing Mo Shuang discussing seriously with her fingers upright, with a firm look of refusing to give up and insisting on achieving her goal, she felt a little flattered in her heart - didn't she just want to have lunch with her, as for Does it take so much effort?

"Whatever you want." She chuckled, still with airs on her face, and gave En Zhun in a merciful tone, lowered her head to pick up the swollen noodles that had been soaked for a long time, and ate them, so as not to let her excited expression be noticed .

Zhuo Weilan didn't swallow it in one gulp, and heard Mo Shuang on the opposite side say softly, "Thank you Weilan."

"Ah."

She replied perfunctorily, her heart bursting with joy:

snort!You have today too!

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Being urged by the director in the morning, Zhuo Weilan was thinking about the unfinished design, so she didn't take time for lunch break, and wanted to go upstairs to work overtime, so she sent Mo Shuang home after eating noodles, "Go back, I have work to do."

Mo Shuang didn't have the slightest temper, "May I pick you up in the afternoon?"

"it is good."

The words that should be said were finished at once, Mo Shuang was unwilling to leave, Zhuo Weilan always felt that something was missing, did not say goodbye, looked around uncomfortably, and saw them reflected in the glass of the building, standing on both sides, far away Looking at each other, another person can be inserted in the middle distance.

Zhuo Weilan suddenly remembered the farewell kiss that Mo Shuang had pressed her on the passenger seat before.

but……

She glanced at Mo Shuang who was standing quietly, knowing that this was impossible, she shook her head to drive away the intimate memories, broke the silence and said, "That's it, goodbye."

Mo Shuang didn't say goodbye, but asked cautiously, "Can I give you a hug?"

"Okay." Zhuo Weilan was taken aback, and then quickly found a reason for herself: friendly strangers can hug each other to show their friendship, and the two of them have so much history, it doesn't matter if they hug each other.

Mo Shuang smiled, took two steps forward, and stretched out his hand to wrap her in his arms.

Zhuo Weilan felt a pair of hands that had nowhere to rest solemnly patted her shoulders, the force was weak, not as strong as the tense and disordered breathing by the ears, compared to hugging her waist and blowing air and kissing her ears before amnesia Not good enough.

Within three seconds, Mo Shuang backed away, smiling contentedly for a clear water hug.

Zhuo Weilan became even more shy on the contrary, she lowered her head and dared not look at each other, "I'm going back, goodbye."

After finishing speaking, she turned around and walked into the building, afraid that her cheeks would turn red in the next second and she would show Mo Shuang a joke.

Back in the office, Zhuo Weilan poured a cup of tea, sat at the desk and wanted to find a job status, but couldn't help but recall the memory.

How do you describe this feeling?very excited?Thumping?

She was thinking about it alone, Tan Shaoshi came back from dinner, took a look at it, and commented unceremoniously.

"You... why do you look dissatisfied with desire?"