Chapter 1700 I don’t want to get ahead either

When Jiang Liu returned to his residence, he couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth when he thought of Shen Muye cooking in the kitchen.

She knew that Sheng Mian had been working overtime recently and was too busy, so she sent Jiang Yanyan another text message.

[I don’t want to be arrogant, but he actually knows how to cook. It’s so cool. 】

Jiang Yanyan responded very slowly this time, sending the text message ten minutes later.

[Cousin, I think he looks like that, mainly because he can’t drive a motorcycle. 】

The corners of Jiang Liu's mouth twitched, thinking that you knew Moto and would live with Moto in the next life.

She was extremely happy now. She and Shen Muye had obviously done nothing, but looking back now, it just felt sweet.

[Cousin, what I also think is wrong is that he shouldn’t be able to afford a motorcycle. 】

Jiang Liu almost laughed out loud, raised his hand to rub his eyebrows, and said to Jiang Yanyan that the child probably didn't understand.

She took a shower and came out. When she was lying on the bed, she couldn't help but text Shen Muye.

[I’m home. I’ve finished taking a shower. Have you slept? 】

Shen Muye saw it but didn't reply. He stood alone on the small balcony smoking.

The news fell silent, and Jiang Liu reluctantly fell asleep.

She originally thought that the tepid relationship between herself and Shen Muye would continue to be so tepid, but after delivering ingredients for a week in a row, the opportunity finally came.

That night, Shen Muye sent her a text message while she was still at work.

[No need to give it away today, I feel a little uncomfortable. 】

He already said he wasn't feeling well, so how could Jiang Liu not do anything.

【Do you have a cold? Got a fever? Can I buy some fever-reducing medicine? 】

[No, don’t come to my house tonight. 】

After sending this message, Shen Muye did not reply again.

With Jiang Liu's temper, the more you ask her not to do anything, the more curious she becomes.

So I sent him several text messages, but Shen Muye didn't reply.

Jiang Liu couldn't wait to get off work and wanted to go to him as soon as possible.

She immediately went to ask for leave from the store manager, but it turned out that the store manager couldn't stand her for a long time, and his tone of voice was yin and yang.

"Are you really going to meet those customers? We are a hot pot restaurant here, so don't spread those unreasonable rumors. If someone catches someone and comes to my store, we will all be affected. "

The day before yesterday, a customer drank too much, confessed his love to Jiang Liu, and even got a large bouquet of roses. The store manager was very angry.

Yesterday, another customer sent too many flowers. The store manager felt that it affected his business. In addition, Jiang Liu had such a good temperament and was young, so he was a little jealous.

"At such a young age, don't even think about climbing high branches. The people who come here to eat hot pot can be rich people. A bouquet of flowers costs at most two hundred yuan. But don't be tricked into going to bed. When the time comes, you will have a baby. Which one is better for you? People still dare to ask for you.”

Jiang Liu pretended not to hear it. It would be too difficult to find another hot pot restaurant in the short term, and Shen Muye knew the address here, so she was too lazy to change it.

Ignoring the store manager's words, she quickly went to the supermarket again, bought some seafood, and took it to where Shen Muye lived.

But Shen Muye was not there.

Jiang Liu knocked on the door for a long time, but he didn't open it.

She was a little confused, would this person not come back tonight?

Or is it that Shen Muye is raising fish and deliberately said this to distract her, but in fact he is flirting with other people outside?

But thinking about his attitude towards women, it felt impossible.

She sat there and waited until eleven o'clock in the evening, a full five hours before slight footsteps could be heard in the corridor.

Jiang Liu was curled up by the door, almost falling asleep while waiting. Hearing the sound and seeing the voice-activated light in the corridor turn on, he immediately looked up.

When he raised his head, he met Shen Muye. He smelled of alcohol and his cheeks were a little red. When he saw her, his brows furrowed.

"Didn't you tell me not to come to me?"

"I'm worried about you. Why did you come back so late? Aren't you supposed to get off work early today?"

"I was taken to drink, and I have a headache."

Jiang Liu was qualified to ask others questions, so he quickly supported him.

"You drank a little too much."

Shen Muye took out the key and tried to open the door, but his fingertips kept trembling and he couldn't open it.

Jiang Liu grabbed the key and opened the door.

She felt his body trembling slightly, as if he was holding back something?

"I'll go down and buy you some sober medicine."

Just as she was about to leave, someone grabbed her wrist and he said hoarsely: "I'm not drunk, it's not because of the alcohol."

"What's that for?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she felt the heat on his body.

Shen Muye seemed to have been drugged, and from the looks of it, the drug was quite powerful.

He was leaning against the door, his Adam's apple rolling, and his look was simply sinful.

Jiang Liu swallowed his saliva and hesitated for only three seconds before slowly holding his fingertips.

He didn't refuse.

She became bolder and put her other hand around his waist.

Apart from anything else, he has a great figure, and you can feel his abdominal muscles through the fabric.

Jiang Liu felt that he was making a lot of money, so when he came over, he let nature take its course. (End of chapter)