Chapter 257

Yan Qiaoyu took a look at the trademark on the box: "online red shop, have you been in line for a long time?"

"Well, I helped the boss line up and bought you a box by the way." Huo Feng started the car: "and blueberries, too. The boss bought them to coax his wife. I bought more for you."

Yan Qiaoyu repeated slightly: "the boss bought it to coax his wife, and you bought it for me?"

"Yes." Huo Feng didn't think there was any problem with this, but drove all the way.

Yan Qiaoyu's eyes flashed over his light face, the corners of his lips slightly hooked, directly opened the box of sugar gourd, twisted out a string and began to eat.

Today, everyone didn't work overtime. Yuanyuan, who has no conscience, didn't remember to order takeout. Yan Qiaoyu is hungry now.

Looking at him, Huo Feng's fingertips knocked on the steering wheel: "hungry? Invite you to dinner?"

"Yes." Yan Qiaoyu raised his wrist and looked at his watch: "there is a noodle shop near my house. The beef noodles are good. Go and eat noodles."

"OK." Huo Feng should step down and step on the accelerator. The car drove forward quickly. He only focused on driving and still didn't ask for the specific address.

Yan Qiaoyu picked his eyebrows and focused on eating.

The car turned into the avenue in front of Yan Qiaoyu's house. Huo Feng's line of sight turned left and right twice: "left or right?"

"Right hand side." Yan Qiaoyu raised his eyes and looked over: "see? It's the sign with the light on."

Huo Feng responded, and the car quickly drove towards the destination and finally stopped in front of the noodle shop.

Yan Qiaoyu smiled and looked at Huofeng: "how do you know my family lives here?"

Huo Feng was stunned for a moment. He knew later that he didn't seem to ask for the address. A flash of embarrassment flashed across his face. He smiled: "after reading your information, the name of your community is very interesting, so I remember..."

Yan Qiaoyu untied his seat belt and didn't mean to study deeply: "I see."

"Yes." Huo Feng explained: "the moon comes to Meicheng. The name is so poetic that you can't forget it if you want to see it again."

He was afraid that Yan Qiaoyu thought he was a pervert and secretly remembered his home address.

Although he did remember it secretly.

Fortunately, Yan Qiaoyu didn't seem to think much.

The two entered the noodle shop, and the landlady welcomed them out: "Xiaoyan is coming, and she leaves work so late today?"

"Yes." Yan Qiaoyu found a seat by the window and sat down: "two beef noodles, one shredded potato and one old kitchen cabbage."

Huo Feng looked suspiciously at him and stopped the landlady: "have a meat dish."

"Fried meat with green pepper?"

"Yes."

"OK."

When the landlady left, Yan Qiaoyu smiled and asked, "do you like meat?"

"Not me." Huo Feng looked at him seriously: "you've used your brain too much to work overtime. You have to eat some meat to supplement nutrition."

Yan Qiaoyu was stunned for a moment. There was a deep look at the bottom of his eyes, with a smile on his lips. His voice was deep and pleasant: "do you care about me so much?"

Huo Feng stubbed his neck: "after all, I'm a driver. I'm an important position to share the boss's worries. Of course, I should do my duty."

Yan Qiaoyu's deep eyes fell on his face and lightly swept: "Oh, I thought you cared about me."

He held up a cup of tea and drank tea with his slender fingers holding the cup body.

But it is such a casual action that he has an inexplicable charm.

For a moment, he caught Huo Feng's eyes.

His eyes fell on his bony fingers, and his heart was out of rhythm for a moment.

His face was a little hot. He took off his coat and revealed a well pressed black suit. The material was excellent and thought it was valuable.

Yan Qiaoyu still has a certain understanding of the driver profession. He is the facade of the company. Naturally, his clothes are not bad.

Putting the cup down, he asked casually, "are you going to be a driver all the time?"