After ordering a table of dishes, he ate less than one-fifth. Nalan Chunbo ate very little, almost all of which were given by Wenshan. In the end, whether because of distress or other reasons, Wenshan no longer wanted to eat. Let him eat it on purpose.
"You can think about the writing assistant thing."
"But Brother Gu always strives for excellence in his own affairs. He will definitely not agree to a half-hearted job like me, and he may be scolded badly." Wenshan had almost eaten and watched Nalan Chunbo pay the bill. , and asked the waiter to pack the remaining dishes for her.
waiter:"… "
Nalan Chunbo: "..."
Eat hot pot and also pack the vegetables
"What are you looking at? Can't I pack the food I paid for without putting it in the pot?" Wen Shan looked at the waiter and asked directly.
After paying the money, Nalan Chunbo also said: "Please pack it up."
The waiter smiled awkwardly and went back to find the packaging box.
"Don't worry about Gu Juexi, I will go and tell him that no matter what, I am still his wife's cousin, and I am the screenwriter."
"Pfft-cough cough cough cough-" Wenshan's juice spurted out instantly.
Nalan Chunbo: "..."
Nalan Chunbo's face was sprayed with juice by her, and now his face almost turned black.
Mysophobia, mysophobia, this man has mysophobia.
Wenshan jumped up the next second, hurriedly took out a tissue and went over to wipe his face: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."
She was full of hot pot smell, but it wasn't unpleasant to Nalan Chunbo, and it even had her original smell.
It makes people want to get closer unconsciously.
Nalan Chunbo reached out and held her wrist to stop her from getting closer, otherwise he was afraid that he would not be able to hold it.
"It's okay." Nalan Chunbo's voice was still calm, as if he didn't care.
Wenshan lowered her head and happened to catch Nalan Chunbo's raised eyes. She pursed her lips slightly, but Nalan Chunbo was still holding her wrist.
"Wenshan, I haven't chased you for at least a month, so let's make an exchange. If you really don't like me anymore after a month, I will let you go. But this month, you know you can't refuse me to follow you. By my side." Nalan Chunbo was glad that he still had such a reason to convince Wenshan.
Before Wenshan said anything, the waiter had already come over, so she decisively shook off Nalan Chunbo's hand and sat back quickly.
But her face is still red, I don't know if it's spicy or for other reasons.
After packing a big bag, Nalan Chunbo stood up directly with the bag, then looked at Wenshan: "Let's go, I'll take you back first."
Wenshan nodded and went out with Nalan Chunbo.
Nalan Chunbo's car was parked outside. He frowned when he put the bag in his hand behind him. He subconsciously wanted to touch his stomach that was so painful that it was almost convulsing, but he still held back and instead walked around. Go over and open the door and get in the car.
Nalan Chunbo got into the car and started the car after Wenshan fastened her seat belt. "The person who was at my house that day was Gu Yuan's servant."
Wenshan heard Nalan Chunbo's words and looked outside without responding.
"She will go to my place to clean every three days, but she will not go there again." Nalan Chunbo continued to explain.
Wenshan continued to look outside, not showing whether she wanted this explanation or not.
Nalan Chunbo did not wait for Wenshan's answer. It was impossible not to be disappointed. He twitched the corners of his mouth, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.