Fortunately, Moran should have some sense left after all.
This night, she didn't come directly to the door, so the coquettish Du Weiguowa got dressed and waited for most of the day in vain. She was lonely and felt a little disappointed.
After all, although Du Weiguo hates fox eyes, it is undeniable that fox eyes are a stunning beauty with fair skin, beauty and long legs.
If Mo Lan offered himself a pillow and gave it to him for free, hey! Du Weiguo, the grandson, would definitely not refuse.
Why didn't you come? Well, of course, this may also be because Moran's information feedback efficiency is not that fast. After all, in this era, there are no mobile phones and various convenient communication methods.
Transportation basically relies on walking, and communication basically relies on shouting. Moreover, it is impossible for her to let Zhou Laosan contact her directly. After all, there is still a layer in between.
In any case, on Sunday afternoon and evening, Du Weiguo returned to the apartment alone. Except for Zhou Laosan who came to check once, Du Weiguo spent the rest of the time alone.
On Monday, after a good night's sleep, Du Weiguo packed up and went out to a breakfast shop he hadn't seen for a long time.
Naturally, she met again the foxy eyes that she had not seen for a long time. Her eyes had not left Du Weiguo's face since he came in.
It was an extremely hot feeling, and now the love in her eyes could no longer be hidden, or she no longer wanted to hide it.
This is a familiar look. Du Weiguo has seen it in the eyes of Zhao Yingnan and Huang Guilan before, and they couldn't help but fall in love.
Not only that, she also stood up and waved to Du Weiguo, and even bought breakfast for him.
Tang Ahong was not here today either. Du Weiguo sat opposite her, frowning, his expression a little solemn, and asked in a serious voice:
"Molan, how did you know I would come here for breakfast today?"
It was very necessary for Du Weiguo to ask this question. You must know that he did not show up at the institute. Moran actually knew in advance and sold his breakfast. He must show appropriate vigilance. This is in line with common sense.
Looking at Du Weiguo in front of him, Mo Lan's smile was bright, shy and cute, there was a hint of joy in his voice, and his tone was also brisk:
"I went to see a movie with Ah Hong yesterday afternoon. She said that you will come back to work after your overseas assignment today, so I guess you will come here to have breakfast."
Du Weiguo still frowned, with a slightly unhappy expression on his face.
Seeing Du Weiguo's shitty face, Mo Lan said in a coquettish way:
"I said, Section Chief Du, now that you have returned to work after completing your external transfer, this is not considered a secret, right? As for you, do you have a straight face? You can't blame Tang Ahong! I took the initiative to inquire, so if you want to blame, just blame me.
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Du Weiguo glanced at her with interest, hey, is it time to show off his acting skills so soon? Damn, there really is no buffer time at all!
"Molan, why are you asking about me?"
Mo Lan glanced at Du Weiguo, her eyes full of sadness. She was also angry and angry, and said half-truthfully:
“I have been back to China for more than a year and I have no friends at all. Apart from work, I don’t even have anyone to talk to.
I feel lonely. After all, we are friends who have breakfast together every day. You disappeared without saying a word for more than 10 days. Let me ask you what happened? Chief Du, are you trying to censor me?"
As he spoke, the circles in his fox eyes turned red, and he looked like he was about to cry. Du Weiguo couldn't help but curl his lips.
Oh my gosh! His acting skills are really good, he is definitely at the level of a seasoned actor. Today, Moran is holding back his emotions and firing up all his firepower!
"Ha! Moran, don't think too much. It's not like that. I just said it casually. You know, this is my work habit. Well, it's a bad habit."
Moran used his magical powers this time and did not perform the scene where he burst into tears.
She snorted, rolled her eyes at him with dissatisfaction, curled her lips, and then pushed the dumplings, steamed buns, tofu puffs and eggs in front of Du Weiguo:
"Eat quickly! I've bought breakfast for you."
It was only then that Du Weiguo stretched out his two hands on the table, took the bowl or something, and said:
"Here, no reward for no merit! I will give you the meal money later, Moran."
At this moment, Mo Lan saw Du Weiguo's left hand wrapped like a rice dumpling, and immediately frowned, his face a little anxious.
She was not in the mood to pay attention to Du Weiguo's politeness, but asked with a slightly concerned tone:
"Du Weiguo, are you injured? How did you treat it? Is it serious?"
Du Weiguo glanced at his left hand and said in a disapproving tone: "Hey, it's just a small injury, not serious. It's almost healed now."
Du Weiguo told the truth. He had already recovered, but for the sake of acting, he went to the rolling mill hospital yesterday to ask a nurse he was familiar with to re-bandage him. He looked very serious.
Mo Lan still frowned, thinking to himself, what a bullshit little injury, it has been so long, and it still needs to be wrapped like this, she is not a novice who doesn't know anything.
No wonder he disappeared for such a long time. It turned out that he was recovering from an injury. The sadness and resentment in Fox Eyes' heart immediately disappeared.
"Du Weiguo, don't talk nonsense to me. Although I am a civil servant now, I also learned some first aid and bandaging when I was studying abroad.
You can see that the injury is quite serious. Have you damaged the bones and nerves? Are there any other injuries besides the hands?"
Mr. Du Weiguo glanced at her in surprise, then smiled and shook his head:
"It's really nothing, it's just a penetrating injury. I'm lucky, it didn't hurt any bones or nerves, just some flesh injuries.
My skin was rough and fleshy, and it healed in a few days. I also suffered some minor injuries on my legs at that time, but they have all healed now.
Moran, don’t interrupt me all the time, I have to give you the meal money! I can’t take advantage of you for no reason!”
As he spoke, Du Weiguo glanced at the breakfast that Mo Lan bought for him, calculated the price in his mind, and then put his hand into his pocket to pay.
When Mo Lan saw Du Weiguo's actions, his face suddenly fell, and he really cried this time.
Tears fell heavily, and she looked pitiful and aggrieved.
Du Weiguo was holding a few money tickets in his hand at this time. When he looked up and saw Mo Lan's appearance that made me cry, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows:
"Molan, what's wrong with you? Why are you crying when I just said I'd give you money?"
The fox's eyes were full of tears at this time, and the pear blossoms were wet with rain. She choked with sobs and said in a sad voice:
"Du Weiguo, you hate me so much and you must make a clear distinction with me? Are you impatient to draw a clear line?"
At this time, the diners around him had looked sideways and even pointed. After all, everyone loves to see scenes like beautiful women crying.
Du Weiguo felt as if he had a clear mirror in his heart at this moment, but he still had to show a confused look. Now was the time to show off his acting skills.
"Molan, what kind of gangster logic are you talking about? I'm convinced, okay, okay! Stop crying, I won't give you any money, so you can eat and drink for free at the head office, right?"
While Du Weiguo put away the money tickets, he took out a brand new handkerchief from his pocket. He originally wanted to hand it to her, but with a thought, Du Haiwang decided to give her something sweet to try this year.
Du Weiguo picked up a handkerchief and gently helped her dry her tears. His movements were gentle and even a little ambiguous.
Fox Eyes was stunned and numb at that time, his body seemed to have been electrocuted, and his mind went blank.
At this moment, Du Weiguo seemed to suddenly realize that his actions were very inappropriate. He quickly took the handkerchief back and said with a slight guilt:
"Molan, I'm sorry! Stop crying and eat quickly!"
After saying that, Du Weiguo stopped looking up at her and concentrated on eating. During this period, he used his left hand directly because of nervousness or embarrassment. He grimaced in pain and suddenly took it back.
Du Weiguo's acting skills and routines are simply full of details, and they already have a natural flavor. If Du Weiguo can penetrate it and return to later generations, he will definitely become an actor.
They are trying to beat up a lot of popular artists, but in other words, the entertainment industry has completely withered, and there is not even a decent young artist.
After Molan was stunned for a few seconds, he looked at the man in front of him who just lowered his head to eat, obviously embarrassed and panicked, and recalled the intimate contact just now.
She smiled, and for a moment it was like a hundred flowers blooming, dazzling and incomparably beautiful.
Moran's charming smile made all the male diners around him gasp for breath, their hearts stopped beating a few times, and they almost howled like a wolf!
Seeing Du Weiguo, who didn't know how to be charming in front of her and just immersed himself in eating, these men whose hearts were boiling wanted to kick Du Weiguo away and replace him.