grandpa is not sick

Chapter 7
Fu Qingliu approached slowly with his bag in his hand, he saw her from the side, stood up, and smiled so softly that he could drown someone.

"I thought you wouldn't be back in a few days. Are you tired? What do you want for lunch?" He took the bag from Fu Qingliu's hand, riding on the saddle like a loyal dog wagging its big tail.

"Don't skip work and come to me. My paintings have become your foils. This is really unpleasant." Fu Qingliu glanced at the female guests who were attracted by Xia Junning .

"It's heartless, I came here just for you. I will remember to wear a mask to cover my face next time." Xia Junning was helpless, more gentle and doting.

Walked around the gallery and walked into the staff office area. Fu Qingliu walked in front, Xia Junning was tall, handsome and gentle, followed behind, with a big tail wagging from side to side. Several employees who were sorting out albums and materials saw Xia Junning and Fu Qingliu had tacit understanding smiles in their eyes.

Fu Qingliu just opened the door of the office, and a stinky sock came towards her. She turned sideways without any surprise, and the stinky sock hit Xia Junning behind her.

"Ah!" Chi Fei screamed with an exaggerated expression, ran to Xia Junning in twos and grabbed the stinky socks that were still hanging on Xia Junning's body, stretched out his hand and wiped his shirt, "God, I didn't mean it, you must forgive me Me! The person I was going to throw was not you, trust me!"

"It's okay." Xia Junning smiled gently and grabbed Chi Fei's hand eating tofu on him, "It doesn't matter if something hits me, but if it hits Qingliu..."

"Hey!" Chi Fei's hair exploded all over, and he seemed to see the black starlight flickering on Xia Junning's body.

"Is there anything I need to take care of? If not, I'm going home." Fu Qingliu picked up a paintbrush from his desk and slowly turned it in his hand. His voice was lazily, making people feel heartless as always. tone of voice.

"Of course!" Chi Fei immediately rushed over fiercely, "What happened to you running out suddenly yesterday? Don't you know who those people are?"

"Just to preserve my mysterious image. Besides, you invited me here without authorization, not me."

"So it's all my fault?" Chi Fei felt his lungs ache with anger.

"Okay, things are like this, it's useless to argue any more. Qingliu, I'll make you a new dish at noon."

"Ah."

Chi Fei looked at the heartless woman, and then at Xia Junning, who was about to spoil the woman lawlessly, and went crazy, "Mr. Xia, please say something to her too? Don't forget that those people are all because of you." Please come here as a compliment, she said she would let the pigeons go, she is too fat! She has been spoiled by you!"

"Let's go to the market to buy vegetables before going back..." Xia Junning said while holding Fu Qingliu's bag.

"..." Listen to what people say, you bastard!

"Wait!" Chi Fei suddenly thought of something, and took out an invitation card from the desktop, "I picked it up in the trash can on your floor when I went to clean up the trash for you yesterday afternoon, I don't know if you threw it or I accidentally dropped it, and when I saw your name written on it, I picked it up for you."

Fu Qingliu looked at the invitation card, his eyes darkened slightly, he slowly raised his hand to hold the invitation card, the smile on his lips deepened, a bit weird, huh, it seems to be God's will.

Xia Junning looked at the invitation and the smile on Fu Qingliu's lips, his brows were wrinkled, and his eyes were deep.

"Let's go." Fu Qingliu glanced at Xia Junning inexplicably, put away the invitation card and turned around, walking lightly, as silently as a cat.

(End of this chapter)