Rebirth, the character of Baifumei cannot fall

The tall man stood in front of her, blocking the little light in the room.

"What are you doing? I want to put on my shoes." Lin Wanyue kicked the two legs in front of her unhappily.

The white and tender feet kicked the black suit pants, creating a strong color difference, and the place where they were kicked was itchy.

"Put on socks first." Song Jiajun picked up the little girl's socks by the bed, squatted down and put the little girl's feet on his knees.

Lin Wanyue felt the warmth from her ankles, struggled slightly, and felt a little ashamed.

Originally, Song Jiajun only took off her shoes when he put her on the bed, but Lin Wanyue was uncomfortable wearing socks when she slept, and she didn't know when she kicked off her socks in her sleep.

Song Jiajun ignored the little girl's slight struggle and gently put on her socks.

Looking at the little feet wrapped in socks, Song Jiajun slowly exhaled. It didn't matter if she didn't wear these socks.

Lin Wanyue looked down at the man who was carefully putting on her socks, and then reached out to pick up the shoes on the ground and put them on her feet.

These insignificant little things seemed to be extremely important in his eyes. This feeling of being cherished was very novel.

The light in the room was dim, the man's tall body squatted on the ground, and the girl beside the bed looked down at him quietly.

The little dust dancing in the air was intoxicated in this ambiguous atmosphere.

When Lin Wanyue's feet were firmly on the ground, Song Jiajun stood up and stretched out his hand to her.

Lin Wanyue leaned back a little, stood up by herself, and pointed at the man's hand that had not been retracted in time: "You didn't wash your hands."

Song Jiajun retracted his hand and hung it on the side of his leg and gently rubbed it: "Why do you still dislike yourself?"

Lin Wanyue refused to answer. This was not a question of dislike or not, but a question of hygiene.

Lin Wanyue didn't say anything, and Song Jiajun didn't mind. He went to the bathroom in the lounge to wash his hands.

"Is it okay this time?" Song Jiajun stretched out his hand in front of the little girl and shook it gently.

"Tsk, you are so old, why do you still hold hands every day?" Lin Wanyue still held out her hand when she met Song Jiajun's expectant eyes.

Song Jiajun held the tender hand in his hand and rubbed her back of the hand with his thumb. The little girl had a smile on his face, and he was hard on the outside but soft on the inside.

When the two of them came to the company cafeteria hand in hand, it caused a great sensation. The handsome man and beautiful woman were the focus wherever they went, not to mention that the focus was now on their own big boss.

"Damn! The boss lady is so pretty!"

"To be honest, this is the first time I've seen the boss with a smile on his face. It's a bit outrageous."

"Fuck! Isn't this my boss, Zhua???"

"Woo woo woo woo, I'm in two minds at the same time!"

"Ah ... Lemon shrimp, stir-fried beef, stir-fried asparagus, garlic baby cabbage, sweet and sour pork tenderloin, steamed cod, if she hadn't been worried about not being able to finish it, Lin Wanyue would have tried each one.

But it doesn't matter, the rest will be eaten later.

The last stop is the place to get soup. The auntie pushed a cart from the back kitchen with a large steamer on it, and there were soup bowls inside.

The cafeteria auntie was busy, and when she heard someone coming in front, she blurted out: "What are you drinking, kid? Today we have chestnut chicken soup and winter melon meatball soup."

"One bowl of each, thank you, auntie!" Only children make choices, I, Lin Wanyue, want them all!

"Okay, give me the plate, I'll put it for you, don't burn your hands, kid."

Lin Wanyue waved to the man behind her, Song Jiajun handed over the tray, and the two soup bowls were placed steadily on the tray.

Auntie didn't know Song Jiajun. He had never eaten in the company cafeteria. Usually, the assistant ordered meals and ate in the office.

"My boyfriend is so handsome. A talented man and a beautiful woman. It's a good match!"

"No..."

"Thank you, Auntie. I'll give you a big red envelope after we get married." Song Jiajun interrupted Lin Wanyue and thanked her with a smile.

"Hahaha, you don't have to give Auntie a red envelope. Auntie will give you a red envelope when the time comes!"

Lin Wanyue stretched out her hand to pinch the man's waist, followed by thanking him, and then dragged the man away quickly.

Song Jiajun followed Lin Wanyue.Afterwards, her ears were red and her face was full of smiles.

The cafeteria aunt looked at the backs of the two people and sighed: "Oh, the little girl is still shy."

The person who came to serve the soup showed respect and gave the aunt a thumbs up: "Auntie, you are really amazing, I dare not speak!"

"What's wrong, I think this couple is quite kind!"

"......Auntie, these two are the boss and the future boss's wife!" It's true that ignorance is innocent!

"Oh! Our boss and the boss's wife are so beautiful! The baby in the future will be even more beautiful!"

The young man serving the soup was silent. It's not that ignorance is innocent, but that the aunt has a brave temperament. Now that she knows, she is fearless.

The cafeteria aunt thought very simply. I didn't make any mistakes, so what's there to be afraid of? What's more, the boss just said that he would give me a red envelope when he got married in the future. It can be seen that she was happy to be praised!

Lin Wanyue walked to the empty table and sat down. She didn't want to pay attention to this man who was so good at getting an advantage.

You shouldn't be soft-hearted. He's just pretending to be pitiful to get her to hold your hand!

Song Jiajun put the peeled shrimp into the girl's bowl, "Try the lemon shrimp you've been talking about."

"Let the soup cool down before drinking it. It's a little hot right out of the pot."

"This stir-fried beef tastes good. Try it."

"This baby cabbage is what you like. I don't know if it tastes good."

The man was very attentive, and Lin Wanyue no longer had a cold face.

She wasn't angry, she was just a little embarrassed.

The two of them were just missing a clear answer now, and the initiative was in her hands.

She was mainly a little ashamed that the man couldn't get a name, so he gave himself a name.

"Hurry up and eat. I can eat by myself."

"Okay, I'll eat after I peel the shrimp."

Song Jiajun also knew that the girl was not really angry. Her little ears were still red and cute.

The employees eating in the cafeteria wanted to poke their eyes out. The boss's pink breath was about to overflow! I was abused by my boss at work! I can't do this crappy job anymore!