Jing Dong is very straight

Chapter 110

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There were no more phone calls or messages until after get off work. Tang Qiubai turned off the computer, and when he stepped out of the office, he happened to meet Di Yan.

"Miss Di, are you here to see me?" Tang Qiubai asked.

"Yes." Zhai Yan nodded with a smile.

"What's wrong?"

"Going to dinner tonight?"

"...Forget it, I'm going to the bookstore tonight, can we make an appointment another day?"

Why are there dinner appointments lately, Tang Qiubai thought to himself.

"Oh! Do you like going to bookstores?"

"No, I just helped a friend to take a look." Tang Qiubai shook his head.

"Where did you go to the bookstore?" Zhai Yan asked curiously.

"Go to the big bookstore somewhere in the center of the district."

"Oh, you can go there, we'll meet up for dinner another day."

The two chatted together and went downstairs to the company. Di Yan suddenly remembered that she forgot to take something, so she didn't ask Tang Qiubai to wait for her, and Tang Qiubai left.

Tang Qiubai took the bus there, and there was still some traffic jams on the road. When she arrived, she had already left work for more than half an hour.

There were not many people in the bookstore, so Tang Qiubai walked in and went straight to the target area, his eyes slowly scanned the names of each book to help Yi Xiaoxia find it.

Time passed slowly, Tang Qiubai had already found the third row, his eyes were a little tired, and when he raised his eyes to rest, a familiar figure appeared at the door of the bookstore.

Tang Qiubai was a little uncertain, he narrowed his eyes slightly, "Boss?" he blurted out subconsciously.

Tang Qiubai did not dare to shout loudly, but approached her. The person standing at the door of the bookstore felt the gaze and looked at her sideways.

"Boss, why are you here?"

"Did you bring your mobile phone?" Jing Shuyun didn't answer her, but asked instead.

"Bring it, what's the matter?"

"My phone wallet key was locked in the car."

"Huh?" Tang Qiubai was taken aback for a moment before he noticed that Jing Shuyun's hands were empty.

"Do you have Zhai Yan's number on your phone?"

"Yes." Tang Qiubai pointed out Di Yan's phone number and handed her the phone.

Jing Shuyun glanced at the screen and dialed Di Yan's phone.

"Hey, Di Yan is me."

"Well, my phone is locked in the car."

"Where are you? Oh date? Well, well, we'll talk about that tomorrow."

Jing Shuyun briefly said a few words, then hung up the phone, handed the phone back to Tang Qiubai, and said slowly, "Can I borrow your house tonight?"

Tang Qiubai's eyes widened suddenly. Before he could speak, Jing Shuyun added, "Zhai Yan is still dating, and my things are locked in the car. I may not be able to deal with them today."

Tang Qiubai held the hand of the mobile phone, caressing it unconsciously, seemed a little hesitant, but nodded after a while and said, "Okay, as long as you don't mind the boss."

At the same time, Di Yan answered the phone inexplicably, but was hung up again, looking at the screen of the phone with a blank face.

"Dating? Who's going on a date?"

Chapter 51

So Tang Qiubai still couldn't escape the curse of eating in the end. The only difference was that Jing Shuyun suggested that she cook dinner.

"Boss, can you cook?" Tang Qiubai asked her more than once.

The woman who was picking out the ingredients turned her head and glanced at Tang Qiubai when she heard the sound, "Don't you know after you try it?"

"...I'm afraid of being poisoned to death." Tang Qiubai's eyes unconsciously looked at Jing Shuyun's smooth and delicate fingers, clearly not like she had done such a thing, she whispered.

"Huh?" The person walking in front obviously didn't hear Tang Qiubai's muttering clearly, but just looked at her face and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"I'm very honored." Tang Qiubai smiled.

"Well, I should be honored." Jing Shuyun put the selected ingredients into the shopping cart and said softly, "It's also the first time I cook for someone."

"Oh? Really." Tang Qiubai became excited for the first time because of this.

"Well, do you have any taboos?"

"No, I'm not picky eaters." Tang Qiubai smiled, pushing the cart and following her.

Jing Shuyun stopped suddenly, pointed to the green ingredients beside him, and said slowly: "Really, then buy... bitter melon?"

Tang Qiubai's smile froze on his face, "... Boss, don't you need it now?"

"Didn't you say there are no taboos?" Jing Shuyun tilted his head to look at her with interest, with a slight smile in his eyes.

Tang Qiubai was a little startled, and he said after a while, "I'm afraid that bitter melon will lower your cooking skills, Chef."

Jing Shuyun raised his eyebrows, noncommittal, and when he reached forward and was about to touch the bitter gourd, he made another turn and picked a flower from the broccoli beside the bitter gourd.

Tang Qiubai's eyes followed her movements, and he was relieved when he saw the target change.

Jing Shuyun noticed Tang Qiubai's small expression from the corner of his eye, and the corners of his lips curled up.

In the supermarket on Friday night, there were more people. Jing Shuyun walked in front, and Tang Qiubai carefully followed behind her pushing the cart. When the people in front stopped to pick ingredients, Tang Qiubai put his weight on the On the cart, the whole person leaned against the cart, but stared at her intently.

The woman who lowered her head and carefully selected the ingredients was instantly tainted with the breath of life, and inexplicably pulled the distance between the two of them closer.

The bright incandescent light of the supermarket imprinted on her side face, but it softened her outline, and her hair slid down from behind her shoulders, seemingly covering her eyebrows and eyes, and blocking Tang Qiubai's gaze.