Don’t Make Trouble, Mr. Bo!

Shen Fanxing couldn't help laughing, "Are you sure, you really want to do this?"

Bo Jingchuan looked at him again, "What?"

Shen Fanxing shook his head, walked to the counter and took out the two bags he brought.

There are so many things to buy.

"Although I know your strength very well, Mr. Bo, you have to go to work in a while, and you can't finish the dishes in an hour."

"..."

Shen Fanxing looked at the contents in the bag, and finally sighed, "Hot pot, okay?"

Bo Jingchuan frowned, obviously disagreeing.

"I haven't eaten in a long time, I want to eat."

"Okay, then eat hot pot." Bo Jingchuan nodded.

Shen Fanxing paused for a moment, and a warm feeling suddenly surged in his heart.

In the end, Shen Fanxing started to get busy. Bo Jingchuan stood in the kitchen for a long time, presumably wanting to help, but in the end he could only watch, and there was no way to start.

"what can I do?"

"Huh? I don't need your help."

"..." Bo Jingchuan was silent, but that frown made Shen Fanxing feel a little down.

"By the way, help me arrange the tableware and chopsticks, which are in the cabinet next to you."

"Okay." Bo Jingchuan responded, his slender figure bent down, and took out two pairs of bowls and chopsticks.

Shen Fanxing was washing vegetables and glanced at him casually, "Why are there only two, Yu Tesuke?"

"He has other things to do."

Bo Jingchuan replied calmly, he had already walked out of the kitchen with the bowls and chopsticks in his hands. -

Not long after, Shen Fanxing walked out with a vegetable basket.

"All right!"

Shen Fanxing's voice was a little light, and he sat opposite Bo Jingchuan. The usual indifference and alienation in the past disappeared, replaced by a little excitement and anticipation.

Bo Jingchuan sat opposite, looking at her with interest.

Watching her put the washed vegetables into the boiling pot, Bo Jingchuan picked up the wine glass beside him.

Shen Fanxing also put down his chopsticks and picked them up.

"Celebrating our first dinner together and congratulations on your successful resignation."

Shen Fanxing chuckled, "Hotpot and red wine don't seem to match well."

"Should have a different taste."

Bo Jingchuan quietly resolved even the hidden meaning in her words.

The two touched a cup.

Putting down the wine glass, Shen Fanxing began to stare at the steaming hot pot again, his eyes fixed.

Bo Jingchuan said lightly, "Is this hot pot so attractive to you?"

Shen Fanxing paused for a moment, and the light in her eyes dimmed a little.

"It seems... No one has ever eaten this kind of food with me at home. For the first time today, I feel fresh..."

Bo Jingchuan's heart moved slightly, he reached out and took the red wine he brought, poured two glasses, and gracefully pushed the wine glass in front of her.

"I will accompany you in the future. Whatever you want to eat, I will accompany you."

This sentence, no matter the time, place or atmosphere, is just right.

It's hard not to be moved.

"Okay, the food is ready, let's eat it."

"Um."

Bo Jingchuan picked up the chopsticks, took the dish gracefully and calmly, and put it in Shen Fanxing's bowl.

Shen Fanxing stared at what suddenly appeared in his bowl, feeling a little overwhelmed.

She really forgot how long it had been since someone served her vegetables last time...

A sourness surged in her heart. She looked up at the man in front of her who straightened her back and began to eat gracefully. The city wall firmly established in her heart quietly collapsed again.