Or is he trying to act like a normal person and then crying behind his back?
I sweat so hard that I can't do it.
"Ke'er, are you hungry? There is a Chinese restaurant nearby, and it tastes good.
Ah, French restaurants are either without a seat or on vacation today. If you can’t book, I’ll take you there another day, okay?”
Yin Yijie stretched out his hand, perhaps because he was used to being so arrogant that he wanted to hold my hand and put it on my waist. There was a smile on his face, as if he was asking for my opinion?[
"Originally, everyone eats hot pot when you come, but you won't go there; otherwise Tina would have to take you to celebrate the festival with them."
Tracy's explanation is quite interesting, and it must have pulled her depending on the meaning.
She was dressed up today and felt very American. She was just that kind of foreign flavor revealed in her every move, which was very obvious.
After looking at it, I could not speak in a good mood and listen to the appropriate answer:
"Thank you. I'll just eat a little bit, not hungry. Can you go out like this? Can't order takeaway?"
I think Yin Yijie was seriously injured for less than half a month, so he should have rested in the house. What happened
Anyway, I don't think it's in the situation.
For example, if I had been directly obedient in the past, at least I would obey Yin Yijie's words; but now I always feel that someone is hiding something in someone's words, and if I'm not careful, someone will cause trouble.
Alas, it is difficult for the boss to be a boss. The people below are very tricky, and everyone wants to benefit themselves.
Yin Yijie didn't wait for my hand, and seemed to be lonely for a moment, and then quickly laughed:
"I have no problem. Mingfeng said you didn't eat anything on the plane. You slept for more than ten hours in one breath. How could you do it without eating some fresh ones?
I don’t eat well at home? Are you just taking care of your work?"
As he spoke, he looked careless in his eyes and sighed,
"Thank you for your hard work. If I'm fine, I don't have to make you so tired. Let's go, that restaurant is good, go try it."
Mingfeng held my red coat and a circle of fox hair on his collar, which was very warm.
After thinking about it, I felt that there was no need to pretend to be loyal anymore. Everyone was going to go out to eat, so I insisted on putting on a small tune in the house, shivering.