Quickly travel: The paranoid boss behind the Shura field has become sickly

"He asked me why I chose to start a relationship if it was destined to separate."

Lu Yanqing repeatedly considered what Murong Sheng said. He glanced at Wei Hong, who just calmly picked up the coffee on the table and took a sip without saying anything.

Lu Yanqing leaned slightly towards Murong Sheng, and asked in a low voice: "A Sheng, has this An Ting been in love? Has he been hurt in the emotional world, so he doesn't believe in feelings now, so he said this to you? talk?"

When Murong Shengjing was reminded by Lu Yanqing, he suddenly thought of the matter between An Ting and Li Feng. He wondered if it was Li Feng who made An Ting no longer believe in feelings.

Thinking of this, Murong Sheng stopped talking to Lu Yanqing. He stood up and walked to the bathroom.

As soon as An Ting walked out of the bathroom, he was blocked in the aisle by Murong Sheng.

Murong Sheng pressed forward step by step, trapping him between his arms, and he could only be forced to lean against the wall.

An Ting looked at Murong Sheng in confusion and asked, "Mr. Murong, what are you doing?"

"I'm not Li Feng. If I identify you, I won't give up easily, let alone do anything to hurt you."

Just as An Ting was about to say something, Murong Sheng interrupted him, "I know you won't believe promises like this, but I really hope you can give me a chance."

An Ting looked at the persistence in Murong Sheng's eyes, and he felt a little soft. He obviously liked Murong Sheng, but he still deliberately showed his alienation from him. How could he not feel uncomfortable in his heart?

An Ting clenched his fists, looked down at the tips of Murong Sheng's shoes, and said, "Didn't you say you would give me a month to think about it before? You haven't even chased me for a few days, so you are getting angry now? It seems that I am not important to you."

Murong Sheng was stunned for a moment, and soon he showed a happy smile.

"Okay, one month, I'll chase you for one month."

……

On the last day of An Ting's vacation, Murong Sheng took An Ting to a manor. Murong Sheng said that the manor belonged to a friend of his because there was a huge strawberry garden in it, and they could pick strawberries at will.

An Ting doesn't like eating strawberries very much, but he can't say he hates them. According to his personal taste, he prefers canned strawberries, because canned strawberries have less sour taste than strawberries.

An Ting and Murong Sheng were each carrying a small basket. The small basket also contained a pair of small scissors. These small scissors were used to facilitate their picking of strawberries.

An Ting was walking in the strawberry garden. When he saw ripe strawberries, he put down the small basket, squatted down and patiently picked the strawberries with small scissors.

The morning sun was very gentle, and it was as if a layer of soft light had been cast on An Ting's face, which was incredibly beautiful.

Murong Sheng came here not to pick strawberries, but to find an excuse to accompany An Ting. He stood not far behind An Ting. He took out his mobile phone and kept taking pictures of An Ting's back picking strawberries. From the side, it looked like It’s like taking pictures of every moment of An Ting to commemorate.

When An Ting turned around, Murong Sheng was like a child who had made mistakes, secretly hiding his cell phone behind his back.

Murong Sheng looked at An Ting and smiled slightly, and An Ting smiled gently back.

An Ting waved the bright red strawberry in his hand and asked, "Why don't you pick it?"

"Well, I was just replying to the company email."

"Okay, then you get busy first. I'll pick your share later. I just tasted one. The strawberries here are really delicious."

An Ting took another bite of the strawberry. This strawberry seemed to be quite sour. It was so sour that An Ting's eyebrows frowned together, making Murong Sheng snicker.

Murong Sheng looked at An Ting's appearance and thought to himself: So cute.