“That’s good, that’s good, by the way, what did you say just now, you’re sick.”
Qiao Shiyu did it on purpose, and she automatically filtered all the words Nie Feng said just now.
“Yes, I’m very sick.”
Ou Fan glared fiercely, and Nie Feng was restrained.
“Why did you suddenly stop talking?”
“It’s okay, it’s okay, Shiyu, actually, when I see you, my illness will be cured immediately.” Nie Feng rolled his eyes back to Ou Fan.
After sitting down, Ou Fan signaled Jiang Qinqin to sit with him. Of course, Jiang Qinqin had nothing to say about this arrangement.
Gu Moli was naturally with Anxi, so only Qiao Shiyu and Nie Feng were left.
“Shiyu, come here, sit here near the window, the scenery is pleasant.”
“Thank you” Qiao Shiyu also muttered. Nie Feng seemed to have talked much more than before.
“No need to thank you, what else can we have to thank before? Do you think so?”
“Ah, by the way, Afeng, I forgot something. The rent is about to expire. Have you paid it?” Qiao Shiyu suddenly patted his forehead.
“No, the child has moved to China City C, not to mention that City C is your hometown, right?”
“Well, that’s right.” The reason I escaped two years ago was because of Gu Moli, but now she and Gu Moli are just strangers, so there should be no need.
Dinner was very harmonious on the surface, but in fact it was a sword and a shadow of undercurrent.
The intentional or unintentional show of love between Nie Feng and Qiao Shiyu made someone feel very uncomfortable and quite uncomfortable.
Since Qiao Shiyu’s words appeared, someone has been staring at Nie Feng with murderous eyes.