A Straight Guy’s Transmigration Journeys - Chapter 282

“You’re not going to be in love lately, are you?” Asked the friend. Recently, a little girl often comes to find Bai.

White face a hot, red, “where do you see it.”

“You can see the sour smell of love everywhere.”

Bai is also crazy. He never drinks with his friend Hu chuihai after work. He goes to the florist or orders things to the florist from time to time. Even if Fu Yan doesn’t like to see him, he still treats Fu Yan in his own way. Can’t his friend notice this attitude?

“I’m not in love. I’m pursuing it.” Bai also looked at the well-designed house and laughed happily.

My friend scratched his head. Shouldn’t that little girl pursue you?

White also after work, standing at the door of the company friends said the little girl, that is, the day in front of the white is also a woman asking for directions.

“So it is.” She clenched the bag and trotted over.

White also frowned, see a woman trying to hold his hand, he stepped back in time.

Women are not embarrassed, homeopathy and hand back. She looked at him with twinkling eyes and said, “I just got off work, so…”

White is also directly against the woman’s second half: “then you should go home.”

Looking at the white also don’t want to take care of their appearance, Jiang Yue some sad. This time, she came back to China specially for her own sake. They are childhood sweethearts. Why are they so strange all of a sudden.

“So do I…”

“I have something else to do. I’ll go first.” Bai also thought that when he went to that restaurant, he should be able to catch up with braised pork.

Seeing that he got on the car and drove away despite his own opinions, Miss Jiang lost her temper, stamped her feet and turned to sit in her car. Squinting: “keep up with the white car.”

She wanted to see what was more anxious than her.

Bai also came to the restaurant, took a bag of things, and then drove to a florist. When Jiang Yue thinks he has a woman he likes and wants to buy dinner and flowers for that woman, Bai also stays in the florist.

In the flower shop.

Fu Yan looked at this week’s unrelenting braised meat, with a little discomfort in his stomach.

He refused as usual: “I don’t eat.”

White also opens the hand of the box, that wronged small eyes son, way: “that I throw it.”

“You’re wasting food.”

“That’s a waste of food. It’s none of your business.”

Fu Yan sighed and put down the flowers. He went to his little table. He is so soft-hearted that he can’t even refuse a man’s kindness to himself.

Looking at Fu Yan sitting over, Bai’s aggrieved expression instantly disappeared, and his eyes were laughing.

“The meat is very thin this time. It should not be so greasy. Try it.” Bai also took the initiative to serve Fu Yan.

He thought that Fu Yan’s temperament did not like to talk, so he always enlivened the atmosphere, “you like to eat braised pork so much, I try my best to win this dish.”

“Next time, don’t come here. It’s not good.” Fu Yan ate slowly, feeling guilty.

Bai Yideng also said: “it’s not good. I come to the florist, and the sales of flowers are good. I’m still your money cat.”

Fu Yan: “you know.”

White face smile slowly disappear, a heart completely sink to the bottom. He stood up and said in a low voice: “Fu Yan, when I was working, I even saw the most unruly customers. I treat you better than them, but why don’t I cover your stone?”

The air quieted down again, and Fu Yan used his usual trick of not talking, not opening his mouth and not explaining. It’s just like cold violence to Bai.

Bai also loosened his tie and laughed at himself. Or keep the language and said: “do you want dessert, I’ll give you some take out.”

Then he shook his head. “I’d better go myself. I have to wait a long time for takeout.”

When Fu Yan just bowed his head and did not speak, Bai knew that he was in trouble again.

Fu Yan finally looked at him, but the man walked out of the florist without looking back.

With his head slightly up, Fu Yan has been controlling his emotions. Why did it become like this? I didn’t make it myself.

He put the stewed pork into his mouth, and tears fell down unconsciously. It’s hard for him to live like this.

Besides, he doesn’t like to eat braised meat

“So is Bai. I never thought that my rival was a man.”

The high-heeled shoes behind him are loud. He turned his head and looked at Jiang Yue. “He is not your rival. The foundation of the word” rival “is that I don’t love anyone,” he said

Jiang Yue look a stiff, “you!” That is to say, Bai doesn’t like her at all.

“Forget it, I won’t bother you. I don’t think that man pays much attention to you. So does Bai, who has been excellent since childhood. He will be a dog licker one day. It’s really unexpected for a man. “White is also very tight, cold look at her, “I this is affectionate.”

“It’s just to put it better.”

White also appears on the face to suffer the look, no longer pay attention to this woman, on the car.

And Jiang Yue a pair of his guess of the proud smile. Since the man Bai likes is a straight man, she doesn’t need to worry too much.

Jiang Yue’s words are always in my mind. Bai also restrains his anger and wants to vent his anger and sends the drink to the florist. At a glance, the florist closed the door.

Holding the ten fingers of the steering wheel, suddenly tightening. White and black. Gritting teeth: “Fu Yan.”

In the end, he could only bury his face in the palm of his hand. He felt sad for a long time and drove away.

On the second floor of the florist’s shop, there was a man standing at the window where the light was not on. Little by little, it’s cigarette butts all over the floor. Watching the car disappear, still standing for a long time.

In this way, Fu Yan alone after several days, received a large number of lists. He looked at the list with a gentle smile, “the restaurant is so big, I don’t have enough flowers for you.”

“We’re just having a small party here. It doesn’t need a lot of flowers to meet old friends, but you have to come by yourself, boss.”

Fu Yan nodded, “that’s nature.”

These flowers are all his little treasures. Just like his daughter’s wedding, he will surely pass.

Fu Yan did the whole series of moving flowers out of the florist and loading them. On the way to work, he couldn’t help but think of Bai, too. Fu Yanxin stuffed it, wiped the sweat on his forehead, and continued to work.

The man handed a stack of cash to Fu Yan, who counted and returned the extra money.

“It’s just a deposit.” The man thrust the money into his hand again.

Fu Yan raised eyebrows in surprise. Is the Employer so rich?