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Chapter 697 Wool is not plucked and white is not plucked

A smile of victory appeared on the corner of Fu Chengyuan's lips. He knew where the breakthrough point was. When Sang Luo was unprepared, he went straight forward and grabbed the edge of the bag. The open mouth could not hide things. He saw the bread placed on the top at a glance, and this was exactly the lunch she was preparing to have on the way.

"If you have had lunch, what is this?" Fu Chengyuan's smile on the corner of his lips faded. His original intention was not to be better than Shi Sangluo.

The evidence is in front of you. It is irrefutable that it is "stolen from both people and stolen".

But Shi Sangluo not only did not answer Fu Chengyuan's question, but also said calmly: "This is bread, have you never seen it?"

As she said, she reorganized her bag and thought it was time to change to a zipper. The stuff might not be as many as it is now, but the privacy is definitely better than the ones that are exposed. At least if something similar happens, it can leave her enough room for reaction.

Of course Fu Chengyuan knew bread, and he even helped Shi Sangluo tell the reason she hadn't said yet: "Do you want to say that this bread is actually the snack you prepared? If you encounter hypoglycemia or other conditions, you can take it out and eat it at any time."

He said so thoroughly that Shi Sangluo was not easy to accept, and said, "This is my business, you don't have to worry about it."

Fu Chengyuan's heart was stinging and pretended to disapprove of his refutation of Shi Sangluo's reason: "Now we are in a cooperative relationship, and we are colleagues who round up. If the project progress is affected because you are sick, I will also be affected. This is no longer your own business."

After the words came to his mind, he didn't give Shi Sangluo a chance to continue showing off, so he directly pulled her hand and said, "Let's go, have a meal first."

Shi Sangluo's strength was not as strong as him. Before he could say the words of rejection, he had already taken his hand to the outside of the gate.

Fu Chengyuan held Shi Sangluo with his right hand, and his left hand was not idle. He did not forget to turn around and turn around for half a circle, and then brought the gate of Mingde Building with him. This was extremely polite and thoughtful.

There were not many parking spaces on the side of the road, and Fu Chengyuan rushed over again in a hurry and simply parked his car in the open space outside the company. This was a blessing in disguise, which directly shortened the distance he wanted to pull with Shi Sangluo.

"Get in the car."

After he finished speaking, he had already pressed Shi Sangluo on the co-pilot, and then sat in the driver's seat and started the car.

Shi Sangluo had a heartbeat, but then he thought about it and felt that she would not have taken risks for this little thing. She sighed and then took her hand back and sat upright.

Fu Chengyuan had already quietly locked the car door. Seeing that she gave up on taking risks, he smiled and reminded him: "Safety belt."

Shi Sangluo didn't say anything, but raised his hand and tied his seat belt. His life was his own. She couldn't do anything to make him angry about it, not to mention that Fu Chengyuan had already said that he would treat him. Since that's the case, she would not be able to pull out her wool.

It is not easy to take advantage of Fu Chengyuan. Now that he has come to him on his own initiative, she is naturally more respectful than obedient.

Fu Chengyuan drove along the flat road for a while, and when he passed the bustling business district, he had no intention of stopping. It was not until the street park appeared in front of him that he slowly pulled over and parked his car under the green field.

Shi Sangluo looked at the surrounding environment and asked, "Aren't you going to have lunch? Could it be that he changed his mind and wanted to visit the park?"

There is not a restaurant nearby. At most, only one or two small vendors who set up stalls can be found, and they may not be selling food. She doesn't think Fu Chengyuan will taste this unique.

If someone like Fu Chengyuan goes to the snack street, it will be enough to shock a group of people. If he runs to the street park to buy street snacks, he will have to create shocking news.

"Can't you have lunch in the park? The environment here is very good." Fu Chengyuan said, putting down the car window.

Shi Sangluo planned to see what he was selling in the gourd. At this time, he completely didn't want to leave. He turned around and faced the back seat, then stretched out his long arms and directly grabbed the bag on it to the front row, which contained two lunch boxes.

Fu Chengyuan reached out and touched the edge of the lunch box, handed one of them to Shi Sangluo on the co-pilot, and gave an explanation: "I specifically told him to use the insulation box, which is still hot now, so eat it quickly."

Shi Sangluo subconsciously took the lunch box, and asked with more confusion: "This is..."

Shi Sangluo has a good cooking skills, but he rarely opens fire. He can save as much as possible three meals a day. Except for cooking a meal for his cousin that day, he hasn't eaten warm meals for a while.

It is impossible for Fu Chengyuan to have such skills as a beginner's cooking skill, let alone he is busy with work and has no time to do such trivial things. It is no wonder that Sang Luo would be confused.
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