The seven years between me and Zha Gong

After the two finished their meal, they walked out of the "Xiaoquan" Chinese restaurant. Su Linmo got off the sports car, walked to Qin Huai's side, glanced at Lan Weiyu, and said, "Finish? I'll take you home, right?"

"No need, Weiyu is going to work part-time in a bakery, I'll accompany him." Qin Huai said coldly, Lan Weiyu had never seen him talk to his senior brother in such a tone

talk……

Su Linmo was not angry at all, and said persistently, "Okay, I'll see you off."

"No need, senior brother, it's just at the street ahead." Qin Huai smiled, and walked forward with Lan Weiyu, Su Linmo hurriedly followed behind them.

The owner of the small cake shop was very surprised. Weiyu didn't come here alone today. He was accompanied by a handsome man who looked like a painting. There was a luxury sports car parked at the door. The cake was all bought by the handsome man in the sports car.

The business was good today, the boss was very happy, paid the salary to Lan Weiyu, then happily closed the shop and went home.

Lan Weiyu and Qin Huai walked out of the cake room and saw Su Linmo standing in front of the sports car holding a bouquet of exaggerated flowers, Qin Huai hesitated for a while, Lan Weiyu patted him on the shoulder and said, "Go, myself Just walk home, it’s very close anyway.”

"Are you okay?" Qin Huai looked at Lan Weiyu and said.

"No problem." Lan Weiyu smiled.

Qin Huai took the flowers and got into Su Linmo's car.

Lan Weiyu went to the market to buy vegetables, and returned to the apartment facing the wind at dusk.

Opening the door, Lan Weiyu saw Fang Qiyan sitting on the sofa, the first button of his shirt was unbuttoned, revealing his Adam's apple and beautiful neck, which was full of male hormones, Lan Weiyu saw a lot of cigarette butts in the ashtray on the table, Fang Qiyan's eyes were tired and gloomy.

Lan Weiyu was stunned, then walked into the kitchen to cook, he put some soup in a small dish, tasted it, it was very fresh, just add some salt, Lan Weiyu picked up the salt shaker, the kitchen door opened , Fang Qiyan walked up behind him and hugged him, Lan Weiyu was startled, her hands shook, she poured too much salt.