one night love

At the end of the new year, all kinds of orders came overwhelmingly, and the company was very busy.

While Fang Yue was busy with the matter at hand, she also had to deal with Xinfeng on Jinxiu's list.

The company didn't regard this list as one of the goals that must be won, but he just had a lot of energy in his heart, and he couldn't admit it no matter whether it was successful or not.

Xu Qing has always been rigorous but smooth in his work, and has some friendship with Xinfeng's senior management. Fang Yue is not as good as her in this respect, so he has to work hard on the plan.Few of the team members really put their minds on this list, so he had to do it himself, and worked overtime for a week. No matter how good his physique was, he began to feel overwhelmed. He only felt that he was about to die suddenly at work.

Lin Zifeng saw it, and secretly worried, after all, he was an effective employee under his command, so he couldn't let him ruin him.

"Come on, come have dinner with me," he took away the signature pen in Fang Yue's hand, "You have to rest. Don't work overtime today, just change your mood."

"It's not finished," Fang Yue took out a pen from the pen holder again, "you can eat it yourself."

Lin Zifeng continued to take the pen away, and Fang Yue took another one from the pen holder.They went back and forth until there was not a single pen left in the pen container, and Lin Zifeng took a handful full.

It's like playing a game.

Lin Zifeng held a handful of signature pens, and turned his wrist a little triumphantly, as if showing off in front of him.

Fang Yue was amused.

"Okay, okay, let's go eat, what is Manager Lin going to treat me to?"

"What do you want to eat?"

"I want to eat you."

"..."

"Hey, don't go, I was wrong, I was wrong, this is not a joke!"

"...There is a private kitchen nearby. It tastes good. I'll take you to try it."

Fang Yue followed Lin Zifeng into the restaurant called "Aqiu's Private House".

The decoration of the store is antique, and the atrium is lit with sandalwood, which smells refreshing.Duckweed floats in the small pond built by the boss himself with blue bricks, and there are a few red and white koi swimming around, which is quite artistic.

"It matches you well," Fang Yue blurted out without thinking.

"What did you say?" There was some noise in the store, and Lin Zifeng couldn't hear what he said clearly.

"I said it suits you very well, but according to them, it's a frigid style." Fang Yue approached him with a smile, and gently pinched the soft flesh on his waist: "I guess the taste should be as good as yours." .”

Lin Zifeng didn't expect that this person could speak nasty words in front of the public, blushing, reached out and pinched the dishonest paw: "Shut up!"

Several delicate side dishes were quickly put on the table.

Fang Yue didn't eat, and sat there rubbing the back of her hands constantly: "Look, it's all blue, and I can't even lift the painful chopsticks. Why are you so cruel?"

Lin Zifeng snorted, picked up a piece of sweet and sour pork tenderloin and put it in his bowl: "You deserve it!"

Fang Yue looked at the piece of meat in the bowl, happily picked up the chopsticks, and took a bite.Sweet and sour, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, it's really good.

"Is it delicious?" Lin Zifeng scooped up a spoonful of soup and mixed it with the rice. "I have always liked sweets since I was a child. I always feel that sweet things can make people forget their depression and make them happy."

"You're deceiving yourself." Fang Yue stared at those dark eyes, "Do you think you're so interesting? A man like him who talks about marriage with a woman on the one hand and still hangs on to you on the other, what's the matter?" Is it worthy of your liking? What are you looking for in him? After he gets married, you continue to have sex with him secretly? Should you be charged as a "third party"? Do you think you are stupid?"

Seeing that he didn't speak, Fang Yue reached out to hold his hand on the table: "Can't you give me a chance? I'm serious."

Lin Zifeng wanted to withdraw his hand, but Fang Yue held it firmly, so he had no choice but to let him go.He sighed: "Fang Yue, why can't you find such a good condition? If you open your mouth, I'm afraid there will be rows of little fresh meat sticking to you? Why do you insist on twisting me?"

Fang Yue thought for a while, and said righteously: "You bent me, you have to be responsible for me."

...Fuck you... Lin Zifeng didn't bother to talk to him, I really don't understand why this person always pretends to be a straight man in front of him.He moved his arm, signaling Fang Yue to let go of himself.

Fang Yue patted the back of his hand eagerly before letting him go reluctantly.

"Fang Yue, how old are you?" Lin Zifeng changed the subject, "Are you a local?"

Fang Yue knew that he didn't want to talk about this anymore, and didn't want to make the atmosphere tense, so he let him continue: "I'll be 27 at the end of the year, a native born and bred, what about you?"

"Then you are two years younger than me," Lin Zifeng said with a slight smile, "My family is in Qimen, Anhui, a small county near Mount Huangshan. I studied here in university, and I have been working here since I graduated."

Fang Yue nodded, picked up the teapot beside him and added a cup of tea for him: "Sichuan is very good, with beautiful mountains and rivers, outstanding people, but it's too humid, but it's good when you get used to it..." After a pause, he asked: "You That boyfriend is from the same place as you?"

"We grew up together when we were young," Lin Zifeng lowered his head, "University is also in the same school, he is a year ahead of me..."

Oh, Ganqing is still a childhood sweetheart, Fang Yue clicked her tongue and turned her head to the side, not wanting to speak.

Seeing his disgusted expression, Lin Zifeng didn't know how to continue speaking.

The atmosphere was still tense.

They each had their own thoughts and finished the meal in silence.

When walking out of the restaurant, Fang Yue suddenly grabbed him and asked, "It must have been painful for so many years, right?"