He went in from the door and saw their appointment, and then the girl who looked demure and gentle made him feel like an ancient girl who didn’t go out of the door and take a good family, and it was like …
By the way, his mother
Yan is such a woman who is born very quiet.
"Lawyer Wen?" The girl’s eyes lit up when she saw him.
He smiled a little. I’m sorry. I just finished work
"No, I heard Sister Yun Xiang say that you are a busy man." She said, raising her hand, she took the white teapot and poured him tea.
The way she pours tea seems to be practiced in housekeeping … like a small flower coming out in March and April, so quiet and simple, it makes people feel ripples and can’t help but want to protect it.
However, she poured the tea in the right place.
"Are you tired? Have some tea first," she whispered.
He gave her one more look and then smiled and said thank you.
The girl smiled and didn’t say much.
He took a sip of tea and didn’t know it was bitter in his mouth.
Put the teacup in order steadily.
Sheng came and handed him the tablet, so he said, give it to this young lady.
"No, I’m fine if you order."
Wen Liang was a little surprised that she should say that, but she was not polite. In a minute, he finished ordering the food.
When he gave the girl a score, in fact, he didn’t know that the girl also gave him a score, and his appearance was outstanding, and his manners were simple but he was overbearing.
She can’t help liking it, but she doesn’t know what he thinks of her and whether he has any thoughts of communication.
"What is Miss Meng doing now?"
"Compared with you, I’m a bit of a loser, whether I’m a small freelancer in the literary and art department of the city or a freelance draftsman."
He nodded but didn’t feel anything wrong.
He is always too busy, but he doesn’t want his other half to be as busy as he is in the future.
He can’t imagine his future marriage.
"I usually prefer painting. If I don’t watch it at home on weekends, I will go to the suburbs to sketch something and draw it at home." She said that she seemed very casual.
"Compared with my life, you really live a full life." Wen Liang smiled and looked a little tired.
"Then what do you usually do after work?"
"overtime"
"Uh …"
"My brother and sister will get together every Saturday night."
"ah"
Miss Meng nodded slowly, as if imagining his life.
But then she giggled, as if she had never been polluted, and it was unbearable to hide from the beauty of small white flowers.
After dinner, the two men broke up. He said that there was still work, and she also said that there was still work.
Instead, he went to kindergarten and looked at the little green plants on the gentle table in the gentle office.
Gentle came back from the outside and saw him in a daze. I couldn’t help wondering what I was thinking. Not satisfied?
"I’m so satisfied," he chuckled.
Gentle is surprised to walk over and look at a younger brother who is taller than himself. Too satisfied? This is beyond my expectation. After all, you are so picky about one person.