Yu Jian frowned slightly: "Miss Mi, this is my private matter."
"Do you take it?"
Yu Jian was silent for a few seconds, both curious and questioning: "Miss Mi, what does it have to do with you whether I accept it or not?"
"Ask." Chu Zheng's tone was casual, unable to discern any emotion: "You confiscated it?"
"… no."
Nothing is fine.
Chuzheng lowered her head and put the contents of the car on the cashier counter. The light fell on her side face, as if a light halo had been spread, with a delicate texture like jewels.
Yu Jian had to admit that the girl in front of him was really pretty.
Chuzheng put the last thing on it, and Yu Jian immediately looked away, pretending that he didn't see anything.
Chu Zheng took advantage of the gap when the camper was not finished, stood directly next to Yu Jian, and asked in a voice that the two of them could hear, "What flowers did she send?"
"Miss Mi, why did you inquire so clearly?"
"can not say?"
"...I don't remember." Yu Jian turned the phone to the cashier.
"You must remember that you didn't want to tell me that you took her flowers." Chu Zheng calmly concluded, "You lied to me."
Yu Jian's fingers trembled, and the screen went dark. Before the salesman could scan it, Yu Jian hurriedly reopened his phone.
drop-
The cashier was scanning the mobile phone that was suddenly handed over—Chuzheng's.
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Chuzheng left the supermarket carrying something, Yu Jian followed behind, he also carried something, he didn't want Chuzheng to take it, but she grabbed it directly without caring about her patient's personality.
Yu Jian took two quick steps, parallel to her: "Rose."
"Huh?" Yu Jian suddenly said such a sentence, but Chu Zheng didn't react.
Yu Jian explained: "The roses she sent."
roses
Do boys like roses too
Do boys like flowers
There were so many questions with question marks in Chuzheng's mind, but they were all thrown into the corner by her in the end.
Whether he likes it or not.
After Yu Jian finished saying those words, he didn't say anything again, and took Chuzheng home silently.
Yu Jian lived in the jump-storey apartment. The decoration style was mainly black and white. It was depressed and monotonous. There were not many bright colors.
He put the things down, took Chuzheng's unused shoes, and invited her in.
"Sit whatever you want." Yu Jian seemed to want to say something, but in the end he held back and didn't say it: "What do you drink? Drink or plain water?"
"It's fine." I don't choose! Even if a good person card gives it poison... it can't be drunk!
Yu Jian brought her a glass of warm water.
"Then sit down for a while, and I'll cook." Yu Jian always thought this was weird, and he still didn't understand why she was coming to his house for dinner.
Why didn't he refuse!
Yu Jian took the things into the kitchen, washed his hands and disinfected first, and then began to prepare the ingredients.
The kitchen is open, and people in the living room can be clearly seen. The girl sat there, looked down at her phone, put on her earphones, and only took up a little position on the sofa, as if she knew that the owner here doesn't like others touching other things.
This was the result he wanted.
But looking at it now, he felt a little sorry in his heart.
Yu Jian took his mind back and started cooking with concentration.
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Yu Jian quickly got a few dishes ready, he brought them to the table, and walked behind the sofa from the other side.
He glanced at Chuzheng's phone, the picture was a bit familiar.
Seems to be…
The latest TV show.
Yu Jian subconsciously made a few question marks in his heart.
Will she watch this show too
He knew that it was because the little nurses in the hospital discussed all day long and could see them watching from time to time, and the TV in the hospital ward occasionally played.
It's really normal for her to watch this kind of drama, but for some reason, Yu Jian just can't equate the two.
Yu Jian didn't know why he had so many thoughts recently, he shook his head, throwing those thoughts away.
"Cough..." Yu Jian coughed lightly: "It's time to eat."
Chuzheng took off the earphones, put the phone in his pocket, and panicked into a batch of N powers.
How long did the good man card stand
See what I'm looking at
Chuzheng asked calmly, "Can I use the bathroom?"
Yu Jian pointed in a direction: "Over there."
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Although Chuzheng is not picky, she herself has to avoid many things, so the things Yu Jian cooks are very common side dishes.
"You should also pay attention when you eat out. It's best not to eat out." Yu Jian couldn't help his professional habit.
Chuzheng snorted, and suddenly said: "Dr. Yu do it for me?"
"cough cough..."
Yu Jian was choked, he got up and walked towards the bathroom, and it took a while to come out.
Yu Jian wiped his fingers with a tissue. After cleaning, he crossed his hands on the table: "Miss Mi, I invited you to dinner today because of the director's instructions. I hope you don't misunderstand anything."
Chuzheng said with a serious face: "I didn't misunderstand."
Yu Jian stared at Chuzheng, the latter's eyes were clear and calm, without any ambiguity or other emotions in it, so serious that he thought too much.
The room suddenly fell silent, except for the slight sound of the air purifier running next to it.
Yu Jian looked away: "Let's eat."
It might be Duan Ruihuan's behavior that made him a little nervous.
She might… really have no other idea.
Yu Jian didn't know if it was true, but the big guy Chuzheng not only had ideas, but also a lot of ideas.
After eating, Yu Jian wanted to send Chuzheng back, but Chuzheng waved his hand, refused directly, and left alone.
Yu Jian returned to the apartment, looked at the dishes left on the table, and sent a message to the dean to complete the task.
[President: This little girl is not bad, Doctor Yu, I think she came for you, do you know each other? ]
[Yu Jian:… ]
The dean is so busy all day, he must not know that Chuzheng is hospitalized here.
Yu Jian briefly explained two sentences, and the dean suddenly realized.
[Dean: This is not for you. ]
[Yu Jian:… ]
[Yu Jian: Dean, can you give me one of the photos taken today? ]
The photo they took together today.
[Dean: Yes. ]
The dean quickly passed the photo over.
Yu Jian looked at the person in the middle, and didn't know what he was thinking, and it took a while to say thank you to the dean.
Yu Jian finished chatting with the dean, and put his phone on the table. He supported the edge of the table and looked at the leftovers that had been cold, but for a while he didn't know where to clean up.
ding dong—
Yu Jian hadn't figured out what to do when the doorbell rang suddenly.
Yu Jian opened the door, and his line of sight was instantly occupied by a bunch of huge roses.
A head stuck out from behind with difficulty: "Hello, is this Mr. Yu?"
"Yes… "
"Your flower, please sign for it."
Yu Jian clenched his downed hand slowly, as if someone had scratched his heart, and there was a faint answer, but he wasn't sure.
He asked, "Who sent it?"