Sweet Wife, be Good!

The boxed lunch on the construction site is already available. Everyone is struggling to eat, and the lunch boxed lunch should be enough anyway.

Qiao Jin picked up the box of lunch and stuffed it into He Xiasheng's hand: "He, don't dislike it, this box is the best here."

He Xiasheng's eyes gathered gloomyly, with one hand in his trouser pocket, and the other hand restrained the urge to knock over the box lunch.

"You're welcome, didn't you come to me for dinner?" When Qiao Jin smiled sincerely, there was a light shining under her eyes.

Although He Xiasheng did not have a strong addiction to cleanliness, he was also a young man who grew up in good clothes, and a little prince who grew up in a wealthy family.

Such a box of lunch was in front of him like this, Qiao Jin wanted to see if he would reach out to take it.

No, after that, don't always show up in front of her and wander around.

Qiao Jin seemed to have found a way to heal him. She was delighted from the heart and raised her eyebrows to look at him.

He Xiasheng didn't pick up the lunch, and found a place to sit down where she was just sitting.

Qiao Jin was about to put the box lunch back, he said, "Give it to me."

Qiao Jin was stunned for a moment.

No way?

He won't really want to eat, will he?

"I said, give it to me."

He Xiasheng dressed up and dressed incompatible with this place. Sitting on the ground, he also had a condescending feeling.

Qiao Jin stuffed him the box lunch, "Here it is."

She didn't believe that he could eat it.

The people next to him can see, where Qiao Jin is from Party A and Party B. This is purely a quarrel between the young couple, who came to the construction site with willfulness.

Everyone had a clear look. Although it was difficult to see the crowd clearly, they couldn't help but look over here all the time.

He Xiasheng took the lunch box, frowned and tore open the disposable chopsticks.

There are burrs on the chopsticks, and although the food has no peculiar smell, it is also difficult to eat.

Qiao Jin picked up her boxed lunch and ate it: "Mr. He, you are welcome."

She really didn't believe he would eat.

He Xiasheng picked up the box lunch, raised his chopsticks, and took the first bite, frowning almost broken.

"Don't be polite, eat more." Qiao Jin took the opportunity to pick the fat he didn't want to eat into He Xiasheng's lunch box.

He Xiasheng moved his chopsticks unhurriedly, and stuffed food into his mouth in an elegant and fast motion.

Qiao Jin stopped his chopsticks, a little unbelievable, He Xiasheng really ate it?

She knows that he is always picky and hardly eats bad things.

Once you are full, you will never take another bite of delicious food.

Now, with such a box of lunch that Qiao Jin had trouble eating, he actually ate it bite by bite?

When Qiao Jin saw that he almost ate a box of lunch, the corners of his lips couldn't help but twitch. He Xiasheng actually ate it, and there was almost no waste.

"I'm full, let's go busy first." Qiao Jin put down her box of lunch and ran out with the coworkers who had finished eating.

He Xiasheng raised his eyes and glanced in her direction before putting down the lunch box.

I entered WeChat on the phone.

He Xiasheng took a look.

Han Dong: Mr. He, the manager of the restaurant called to ask, the food is ready, when can you go there.

He: No, let them eat by themselves.

Han Dong received the instructions and hurried to reply to the hotel manager.

I just feel weird. I heard that Mr. He left after eating only half of the meal yesterday, and he will not even pass today.

What kind of guest is this so difficult to invite?