Chapter 19 Moving

Fang Jun opened his eyes and looked at Ning Kairen. They looked at each other like this and didn't want to look away. They attracted each other. Finally, Fang Jun looked away shyly. Fang Jun looked away, and the atmosphere suddenly became awkward. They didn't know what to say or what to do.

Dong Dong Dong! A few knocks on the door broke the embarrassing situation.

"I'll open the door." It's better for people to get up and say.

The people who came are from the moving company, and they would rather contact people in advance.

"These people are responsible for the whole process of transportation. We can just watch them." It's better for the other party to say handsomely.

Indeed, these porters carry the whole process. They don't need Fang Jun's help. He just needs to watch with Ning people. Fang Jun doesn't understand. In this case, why do he have to come by himself?

There are porters, and soon people would rather move to a new house. At this time, Fang Jun has a useful place. He wants to sort out the scattered things put by these porters. In terms of sorting, it is not Fang Jun who boasts that no one can compare with him in the Blue Sky Shopping Plaza.

"Wow, I'm finally done." Fang Jun wiped the sweat on his head and gasped.

"Look at you, you're sweating. Here." Just like in the first conversation, it would be better to hand over a clean handkerchief. Fang Jun was stunned there. He was thinking about that experience.

Just as he was stunned, a slender hand reached into his eyes with a handkerchief with an inexplicable fragrance, wiping the sweat off his forehead.

"Thank you." Fang Jun thanked him and did not escape like the first time.

"Well, in order to thank you for your help, I'll stay for dinner tonight and I'll cook."

Fang Jun looked at the time. It was almost 9 o'clock. He wanted to leave, but he couldn't bear to refuse the girl's kindness. Well, let me taste your craftsmanship!"

"Uh-huh!" He would rather be very happy and jump into the kitchen.

"Is there anything I can do to help?" Fang Jun shouted at the small kitchen.

"No, you're tired. Take a break!" It's better for people to go back.

Fang Jun turned on the TV and looked like the TV. He really couldn't help with the things in the kitchen. People in the kitchen would rather stir-fry while humming a little song. Although she has good skills, she rarely does it by herself. One is that she feels troublesome, and the other is that she doesn't want to cook for others. However, this time, she is very happy. She is happy to cook for Fang Jun. An idea flashed through her mind: if I could cook for him all my life, I would also like to.

Simple dishes, simple dinner, but with a simple sense of warmth.

Walking out of the house, Fang Jun looked that it was almost eleven o'clock. Looking at the dark clouds covering the moonlight, Fang Jun thought, another day passed.