The law of great fragrance for old men

Chapter 8

Lin Fengzhai didn't say anything, so he agreed.

After arriving at the place, Chu Xijin got out of the car, took out the things and put them on the stone steps. Holding the packed breakfast in He Nian's arms, he looked up at the man and said nervously:

"Mr. Chu, I, I bought breakfast, do you want some?"

Chu Xijin raised his eyebrows slightly: "Do you have my share?"

"Of course." He Nian nodded, his dark eyes were clean and clear, and he said in a serious tone:

"It's time for breakfast. I bought it specially. I always trouble you..."

Chu Xijin said with a smile: "Let's go, move the things up first."

Because the cake shop couldn't open today, he didn't choose to open the door during the New Year and went directly to the second floor via the stairs outside.

He Minglan's trolley suitcase was filled with souvenirs. It was heavy. Looking at the man carrying the suitcase with one hand, He Nian felt slightly sad and his heart beat faster.

He didn't know how many times he had to carry all his luggage alone. Because he wanted to save some money, he gritted his teeth and struggled to drag large and small bags around the bus.

The attic was tidied up before leaving, with almost no dust. The heavy luggage was stood at the door. He put breakfast on the coffee table and greeted the man behind him.

"Mr. Chu, you sit down first. No one has lived here for several days. I'm going to open the window to get some fresh air..."

Things in the small room are well organized, and it doesn't make people feel cramped and uncomfortable. Some exquisite handmade products are hung on the surrounding walls. There is an old bookshelf under the air conditioner. It is made of dark brown wooden shelves. There are two pots of green Biluochun and many books, including some in English.

He stood on tiptoe to open the window in the New Year. The white T-shirt slid up with the owner's movements, revealing a section of his slender waist. The white was dazzling. If you look closely, you can find a small red mole on the lower back.

Chu Xijin calmly withdrew his gaze.

The moment the window was opened, fresh air poured into the room, with a touch of moisture.

"Mr. Chu, the porridge must still be hot." He Nian walked to the table and bent down, and skillfully opened the packaging bag with his fingers. The aroma of the food was fragrant.

"Just bought one?"

He Nian nodded in embarrassment: "I don't like porridge very much. This cake is also hot. You can try it."

"Um."

Chu Xijin took it, took a bite and commented:

"It tastes pretty good. Go get a bowl. There's too much porridge. I can't drink it by myself."

Although it is expensive, the portion is still very generous. The round bucket has cartoon patterns drawn on it. There is indeed a lot of porridge, enough for two people.

He Nian hesitated and ran to the kitchen to get two small porcelain bowls, and then served the porridge out. The rich aroma made He Nian secretly swallow his saliva and take a sip with a small spoon. The meat was plump and tender, and he couldn't help but squint with satisfaction. Eye.

After dinner, it was getting late and he had to go to the company for a morning meeting. Chu Xijin simply called his assistant to send him a suit and sent him the specific address.