Boss, did you speak well today?

You are the best existence in the eyes of all of us

After returning from his farm tour, Su Xici was surprised to find Nangong Ran in the kitchen.

He looked down at his mobile phone. Today is Wednesday, which is the normal working time. That's right.

Nangong Ran was sitting on the long table in the kitchen and reading documents. He was wearing a casual pure black cotton T-shirt and a three-quarter-sleeve shirt with light green gradient colors, and he was standing on the footrest of the high stool , with one foot straight on the ground, his dark eyes quickly and accurately captured the key information in the document, and the pen in his hand left a dashing signature at the bottom of the page.

The oven in the kitchen was on, and the sweet and greasy smell lingered in the whole room, unreasonably neutralizing the majestic and dignified aura of this person, making him amiable.

Su Xici put aside the fresh melons and fruits in his hand, alarming the people who were working hard.Nangong Ran smiled at him, "How is the situation at the farm?"

"Everything is normal, the fish fry have already gone to the pond, the seasonal melons and fruits will be picked in the next few days, and the purchaser has contacted the boss." Su Xi resigned from his official business to report, feeling a little uncomfortable with his sudden gentleness.

This was the first time he greeted him kindly after the last quarrel.

Su Xici took out some fruits and vegetables and put them under the faucet to rinse.

The crops in the manor farm and forest were not supplied to the Nangong family, and most of them were sold as a financial income to subsidize the operation of the manor.

"Is there anything to do later?" Nangong Ran's subordinates speeded up and asked.

"No, do you have anything to order?" Su Xici came over with a crystal-carved fruit plate and placed it in front of him, "Eat loquat."

The yellow and round loquats haunt the crystal ice, and they look very gratifying.

He took the initiative to end the cold war for a few days, so he made a little show of it.

In the future, I will rely on this tyrant to make money.

Nangong Ran glanced at it, hesitated for a while, then lowered his head and continued to read the document.

Within 2 minutes, Su Xici called him.

Looking up, the peeled loquat appeared in front of his eyes.

The nails are round and pink, and Nan Feng's fingers, which have not seen the light all year round, are white and have long sleeves, with well-defined joints, and blue veins can be seen faintly.There are many drops of water on his hands, which were stained when he washed the loquat just now. They are shiny and glistening, and a shallow water mark trickles down his fingertips.

Nangong Ran's Adam's apple rolled, and he suddenly had a lot of appetite.

He took this man's hand, leaned his head over and took a small bite, his dark and deep eyes brightened a lot, "It's very sweet and juicy."

Su Xici withdrew his hand, the loquat in his hand had teeth marks just out of the oven, and the juice from the notch flowed down to his wrist. He threw away the rest of the loquat, or he didn't throw it away.

He peeled the loquat kindly, but Nangong Ran didn't even want to.

"Hands are dirty, they smell like ink, if you don't believe me, smell it." As if seeing what he was thinking, Nangong Ran handed him his left hand to smell it.

Su Xici avoided it with a little disgust.

Who is going to smell his stinky hands.

Nangong Ran laughed twice and said, "Take another bite."

He removed the large core and stem and passed it across the table.

The remaining pulp was a bit too much, Nangong Ran wanted to stuff it into his mouth again, it took longer, the fiery breath sprinkled on the back of his finger, and blew into the palm of his hand through the gap.

Su Xici hurriedly withdrew his hand, got up to wash his hands, and washed off the itchiness and juice on his hands.

When the oven sounded, Nangong Ran immediately put down his pen, put the documents aside, put on his gloves and took out the things.

Su Xici turned off the faucet, and when he heard the sound, he saw that there were steaming hot cookies, and there was a man with bulging cheeks standing by the table, and when he saw him looking over, he smiled flatteringly with his mouth puffed out.

A dignified boss, how could he look a little silly.

Nangong Ran took a few bites of the loquat in his mouth, swallowed it, and said, "Taste this biscuit."

"You did it?"

He nodded, "Didn't you be happy to eat what I made before, try it."

"It's rare for a boss to humble himself and be willing to do things for his subordinates. Anyone will be happy." He said sarcastically.

"It's not a boss or a subordinate, Susu, I didn't treat you as a subordinate." Nangong Ran said, "Don't be angry with me, it makes people uncomfortable."

He picked up a piece and handed it over, "Susu is the most handsome."

It was only then that Su Xici noticed that the cookie was not an ordinary pattern, but the word "handsome" written in chocolate sauce. It was crooked, obviously not good at technology, and the biscuit was heated and expanded, making the characters almost unrecognizable.

Seeing that he didn't pick it up, Nangong changed another piece, "Susu is the most beautiful."

"Susu is the most gentle."

"Susu has the best temper."

"Susu is the most powerful."

"Susu is the most versatile, the most patient, the most understanding, loves to laugh the most, and has the best voice. Susu is everyone's most solid support."

"Susu is the most popular among everyone."

Su Xici couldn't help laughing.

How come you are not stupid when you should be stupid, how stupid you look at this time.

This kind of childish and ridiculous thing, why does every sentence in his mouth have the same weight as the gold medal for avoiding death.

Nangong Ran put the whole plate of biscuits on the plate with satisfaction, but he still didn't take it.

"Susu..." The expectations in his heart fell through, and he called Su Xici in a low voice, "I didn't want to become like this, but, I have been experiencing other people's schemes since I was a child, from my own uncle, from the past... My best friend and brother. Therefore, once I find the signs, it is very difficult for me not to doubt and find out the truth."

Su Xici's heart moved slightly.

With the description in the original book, he knew that at this moment, this person was rarely revealing a part of his true heart, expressing his weaknesses.

"It's normal for you to doubt me." It was originally himself who misled him into this illusion.

"No, it's not normal. You are a rare friend of mine. I don't want to lose you." Nangong Ran said sincerely, "It's not the kind of friend who talks about it, but the kind who wants to give his heart."

Not mixed with routines, not mixed with calculations, it is a friend that I really want to make, and even protect.

Su Xici nodded thoughtfully, and asked, "Can friends make money together?"

Nangong Ran didn't expect him to ask this, and said with a smile: "Of course, if you have money, everyone can earn it together."

"Then we're still friends."

This time, he will no longer misunderstand the other party's cheap kindness as an expression other than a friend.

Nangong Ran smiled comfortably, and handed over the biscuit in his hand;

Su Xici frowned in disgust, and said, "You don't have to pick up the loquats I peeled, why do I have to pick up such ugly biscuits from you?"

He became excited when he heard it, "I can feed you too, come on, open your mouth."

Su Xici choked, and stretched out his hand to pick up the plate, but was dodged when he scooped it up.

"Just now you fed me two bites, and I fed you two bites, that's only fair."

"Fairness is not for this time." Su Xici avoided his hand in disgust, "You didn't wash your hands."

"I just washed it 10 minutes ago, it's very clean." Nangong Ran was afraid that he wouldn't believe it, so he stuffed the biscuit in his mouth.

"Aw!" As soon as he lowered his head, he was slapped on the back of the head.

Taking advantage of his inattention, Su Xici snatched the plate over, "Cook it for me, what do you want to eat." By the way, he also snatched the piece from his hand that he didn't have time to put into his mouth.

No one is allowed to eat a piece.

"Is it getting easier for you to hit me?" Nan Gongran asked a little bit aggrieved.

From childhood to adulthood, anyone who dared to make him suffer any discomfort would simply seek death.

"Nothing. You can eat loquat." He said softly, sat down on the plate, and studied the words on it carefully.

Nangong Ran sat next to the document, glanced at the loquat, and without any appetite, said to him: "If you think about it for a while, you will know that my skills are not so rubbish, how could I write such ugly characters. I let the manor The servants and drivers who are free think of one of your greatest strengths, and they write it down by hand."

Su Xici repeated unexpectedly: "They wrote it?"

"Don't you know how much you are respected and welcomed by everyone? I'm so jealous. It's obvious that I pay the wages sincerely. I can't stop talking about complimenting you." Nangong Ran looked at him with a jealous face. The most dazzling light shines in his eyes.

"You are the best existence in the eyes of all of us."

Su Xici smiled even more, and lowered his head, "They just want to flatter their boss."

"My boss must also flatter you." Nangong Ran noticed that he deliberately misinterpreted other people's good intentions to avoid embarrassing touch, "Who is more qualified than you for the position of housekeeper."

Since that night, the hypocritical tweaking in my heart due to love has finally dissipated. Such a clear and clear relationship made Su Xici feel more comfortable, as if a line of security had been tacitly drawn between the two, and no one would cross it. past.

For a moment, Nangong Ran's unruly and handsome face was much more amiable and lovely in his eyes, and the atmosphere of getting along with him was really comfortable and comfortable, which actually gave him an unforgettable nostalgia and aftertaste.

One day, a long, long time later, when he was sitting on the swing that he had made with his own hands, his emotionally dull head finally figured out one thing.

From the beginning to the end, Nangong Ran used tolerance, respect and understanding to accept him who was out of tune with this world.

The author says:

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