Wen Yufeng arrived home and invited Li Manjun to go to her house for dinner. Li Manjun said she had something to do at the company and refused.
Wen Yufeng saw that she really didn't want to, so she stopped forcing her, "Then let's get together next time when you are free."
"Okay, I'll treat you next time." Li Manjun smiled and waved.
Wen Yufeng also laughed. She knew that Li Manjun wanted to thank her for the news, and said jokingly: "Then I won't be polite to you, a big boss."
Li Manjun's beeping machine rang. There was a newsstand nearby, so he walked over and answered the call.
Picking up from the opposite side was Zhao Yong.
"Manjun, I'm back. Let's eat out together in the evening. It's the hot pot buffet restaurant I took Xiaoguan and the others to last time. I'll wait for you there. Come over quickly."
Zhao Yong on the other side of the phone was excited and impatient. He hadn't seen his wife for a long time, and his heart ached thinking about it. Once the things were done, he couldn't wait for the large troops, so he took the train back alone.
As soon as I got off the train, I quickly called Li Manjun to make an appointment to meet him in the evening.
This feeling of being in love like a couple is so exciting that Zhao Yong glanced at the gift in the bag and wished he could fly to his wife immediately.
During these few days of business trip, Li Manjun received calls from him morning and night. Sometimes he still called when he arrived at the store. Sometimes he just said "I miss you" and hung up.
Li Manjun could feel that he was very busy, but he also missed him very much.
This feeling of being remembered all the time is quite good.
But what comes with it is the loneliness and emptiness of being alone in an empty room after night falls.
It was also at this moment that Li Manjun realized that he had become accustomed to being accompanied by Zhao Yong.
"Where are you now?" Li Manjun asked in surprise.
"At the entrance of the train station."
It's not far from her place, and it's even closer to the hot pot restaurant from the train station.
Li Manjun raised his eyes and looked around, "You find a conspicuous place and wait, I will pick you up, and we will go to the hotpot restaurant together."
Zhao Yong knew that she was outside because he had just called both his home and the recycling bin. No one answered the phone, and the other one said that the boss was out.
Hearing what Li Manjun said, Zhao Yong felt warm in his heart, but he still couldn't bear her to make this trip.
But Li Manjun insisted, and Zhao Yong had no choice but to sit on the stone pier at the entrance of the train station, touching his backpack from time to time, and looking forward to it.
Li Manjun arrived soon. As if telepathically, the taxi stopped in front of Shidunzi. She opened the door and leaned out to smile at him and wave, "Get in the car!"
Seeing the young beauty peeking out of the car, Zhao Yong resisted at first, but then he reacted, his eyes flashed, and he was struck by his wife's beauty.
The effect of Mrs. Lu's personal matching is vividly displayed in Zhao Yong's deep eyes.
He lifted up his backpack and squeezed his long legs into the back seat. Li Manjun wanted to step aside to avoid being too crowded, but she didn't want a rough palm to grab her legs.
The door was closed and the backpack was placed between his legs. Li Manjun looked back. There was no gap between the two of them, so Zhao Yong still moved towards her. The palm that fell on her leg came from a hot feeling that wanted to burn through her.
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Zhao Yong's deep eyes fell on her, and from the corner of his eye, he gave a little bit of money to the shopping bag at her feet.
"How many new clothes did you buy? I'll reimburse you." The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he stared at her intently.
"Ahem!" The driver coughed, not knowing whether it was intentional or a coincidence.
Li Manjun hilariously pushed the big face in front of her that was almost close to hers, "Really?"
Zhao Yong nodded, "From now on, all the clothes you buy are mine." It is only natural for a man to make money to buy clothes for his wife.
What's more, this time he went to Nan Province and made a small profit.
Zhao Yong raised his eyes and glanced at the rearview mirror in front of him. He did not move closer to Li Manjun. He relaxed on the back of the chair, next to Li Manjun, and moved the fingers on his legs, pinching and touching for a while.
Li Manjun slapped her face in warning, and the rough hand with protruding joints and calloused palms honestly stopped moving.
Li Manjun looked at his backpack. It seemed to be about the same size as the one he packed the night before his business trip. It probably didn't have enough room to hold gifts.
She felt a little disappointed in her heart, but she was soon relieved. Being around people was more practical than anything else. Besides, he made several phone calls every day to share with her what he saw and heard in Nan Province. She already felt a lot of surprises.
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Li Manjun turned his head and looked out the window, but he could feel that the eyes beside him were always looking at him.
He struggled and hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help but lean into her ear and tell her: "You look really good dressed like this today. I like the way you dress up the most. Your butt is raised and your legs are long. You look so good that my heart won't even beat."
Already."
Such straightforward and vulgar words were extremely powerful. Li Manjun brushed away a few strands of hair that were flying in front of his eyes, his cheeks were hot, and he glared back at him.
Zhao Yong's throat rolled, his heart surged, and his face became cold. However, the hand that fell on his lap touched her hand and held it tightly. A sticky sweat soon evaporated from their palms.
The driver looked at the white sky without the sun, took out a sweat towel from his coat pocket and wiped the sweat on his neck and forehead, "It's very hot today, I'm afraid it's going to rain heavily tonight..."
The car stopped in front of the buffet hot pot restaurant. Zhao Yong got out of the car first, swung his backpack on his back, stretched out his hand towards Li Manjun, "I'll take it."
Li Manjun handed her all the shopping bags, walked in front with a relaxed look, and entered the hot pot restaurant with a familiar face, "You two."
"Can I sit here, okay?" the waiter asked with a smile.
Li Manjun smiled and nodded, and followed the waiter to the four-person seat inside. Zhao Yong put his backpack and shopping bags inside, asked Li Manjun to sit, and turned around to pick up food at the buffet.
The buffet is fast, the bottom of the pot is ready-made, the waiter brings the bottom of the pot, turns on the stove, and the white bone soup slowly boils and boils.
Zhao Yong picked up three large plates of meat slices. He was so hungry that his chest pressed against his back. He poured the three plates into the pot together, heated them and then picked them up, inhaling the strong wind.
Li Manjun poured him a cup of herbal tea, "Eat slowly, don't you feel your mouth is burning?"
I still remember the last time they brought Xiao Guan and the others over to eat hot pot. After knowing that everyone in the audience was eating hot pot, that guy dropped plate after plate of meat from the pot, took a quick bite, and finished the pot in a few minutes. It was obvious to see
The shop owner's face turned green.
Before finishing the meal, in order to thank Xiaoguan for helping him last time, Li Manjun gave him a silk scarf to take to his wife.
Afterwards, Xiaoguan always told Zhao Yong that his wife was happy for a long time after receiving the silk scarf, and even the food she brought him home was better, and asked Zhao Yong to help thank his sister-in-law.
It was also Zhao Yong's first time to eat buffet hot pot. He completely ignored the boss's pretensions and ate like a starving ghost reincarnated. After returning home, he pitifully ran to his wife and asked Li Manjun what medicine he should take for his burnt mouth.
Li Manjun angrily took a bottle of ice water from the refrigerator and threw it in front of him, asking him to drink the ice water to heal himself.
