The school grass is the teacher: Teacher Gao Leng, please ask questions

Chapter 701 Busy, busy (2)

Han Yan'an really didn't come back, and when Luo Cong woke up, the little ant had already left.She glanced at the kitchen, which was no different from last night, and found that the little ant had pasted a post-it note on the refrigerator.

"I got up late, so I won't make breakfast! Do you remember inviting us to dinner at noon!"

"Unconscionable, let me treat you and don't prepare breakfast for me..." Luo Cong tore off the post-it note speechlessly, and found something to eat from the refrigerator.

After eating, I turned on the phone at home. Luo Congcong chatted with his parents for a while, and then went online to tease each other with Su Su's three videos, and finally hung up the video. She cleaned up Han Yan'an's house again, and finally carried Bag out the door.

Fortunately, Luo Cong's reasonable attitude is not bad, otherwise when she heard that Han Yan'an was too busy and might not be able to celebrate her birthday, she might have turned her face on the spot.

But she has no reason to turn her face. Whether he is busy or not is not up to him to decide, and she can't make trouble for no reason.

"It's okay, let him make it up in the future! I won't let him go if I don't invite me to eat hot pot!" Luo Cong sighed from the sky, then wiped the sweat from his forehead and squeezed into the bus, thinking in his heart that if they were too If you don't have time to eat, you can only pack them up and go home.

Facts proved that her concerns were correct. When she arrived at the research institute, it happened to be off-duty time, but no one in the office wanted to eat. Han Yan'an also hurried around, only thinking about calling her call.

"Go to lunch quickly and leave me alone."

As soon as Luo Cong raised his hand, before he had time to say anything, Han Yan'an threw down a sentence and walked away quickly.That face, which was so tired that dark circles appeared under its eyes, seemed to have lost a lot of light.

Such a handsome guy, but he was forced to become a dick by work.

Luo Cong walked into his office helplessly, filled his glass with water, and cleaned the office again.During the period, the little ant ran in and took a document, and took advantage of the time before she could speak, quickly left a sentence and rushed out without looking back.

"I'm too busy, you can eat by yourself first, and treat guests later!"

"Hey..." Luo Congcong was completely speechless. She looked through the glass at the group of people outside who were chasing time with their lives, and then at Wang Dongxue and Dongxue who shuttled back and forth between the laboratory and the office area. Ze suddenly had a feeling that she was returning to the left-behind old man again.

"Okay, okay, you are all busy, so I, who is not busy, will prepare your lunch..." Luo Cong shrugged, packed the garbage and walked out.

It didn't take long for Luo Cong to come back with a few men, who put down the big box and left, leaving her to take out the lunch boxes inside and distribute them to everyone one by one.

Although everyone was saying thank you, almost everyone took a bite of food, looked up at the information, and took a second bite after a long time.Luo Cong went to the laboratory to ask Dong Ze and the others to come out for dinner, and finally walked into the office with the biggest portion.

Sure enough, Han Yan'an still didn't come back.

Luo Cong held the lunch box with her left hand, and her right hand was still on the doorknob. She looked at the same office as before she left, and sighed helplessly.

Han Yan'an kept meeting until after five o'clock before coming back from outside.As soon as he entered the office area, he saw many people stretching their waists and yawning. He asked Wang Dongxue to buy drinks for everyone, and when he opened the office door, he smelled a very faint smell of rice inside.

He took two steps inside, and soon saw a boxed lunch on his table, which was tightly wrapped in a plastic bag, but the smell of the rice still broke through the thin bag and escaped.

The water in the glass was full but cold, the floor had visibly been mopped and the wastebasket was missing.

Han Yan'an frowned, and saw a post-it note next to the cup.

"I'm going back to read. You remember to have lunch. I'll come back at dinner time."

When he saw the last word, the door of the office was pushed open again.

It's time for dinner.

(End of this chapter)