In the morning, Christine didn't give her a good face. She either asked her to make coffee to reduce her IQ or asked her to buy takeout!

I haven't thought about it at all. Her legs have recovered. They haven't recovered as before.

Finally, when she got off work, Catherine said that I left first and got up to leave.

Out of the office, the colleagues gathered around, led by Xiao Wei, "Katherine, my birthday tonight, everyone wants to go out and have fun. Are you with me?"

Catherine pondered for a moment and agreed, "OK, let's go."

Everyone else invited her, but she didn't have the reason to refuse. In addition, she hoped that she could get along with them and get in touch with them.

In the past few years, she has not met many people, and she is most familiar with Christine and the president of the United States.

As early as when he planned to invite Catherine, Xiao Wei was ready to be rejected. Her coldness was well known in the National Security Bureau.

She agreed without refusing or even thinking more, which surprised Xiao Wei, but she was flattered.

"What are you waiting for? Go now!"

"Yes, that's right! Now go to the hotel to rub Xiao Wei. OK, and then go to the bar to celebrate later!"

"Xiao Wei, you should be ready to be bled! Tonight we only order expensive ones, not the right ones!" Colleagues at the NSA booed one after another.

The sunny Xiao Wei smiled. "What's the problem? I didn't bring anything tonight. I brought a few credit cards."

So forthright, let colleagues more high mood, the atmosphere is unprecedented hot.

Katherine looked at them. You talked with me and smiled. Is that how colleagues get along?

Work with tacit understanding, after work is a friend who can play together.

The party left the NSA and went to the reserved hotel for dinner.

Christine returned to the apartment and opened the door. She saw that Fanke hurried out of the kitchen in an apron. "Young master, you're back. I'm already cooking dinner. It'll be ready soon! You're waiting!"

With that, he trotted into the kitchen for a while.

Christine frowned as she smelled the unfamiliar food.

In the aspect of eating, his mouth is so tricky that he can compete with Rong Shaoyou.

Obviously, the food prepared by Fangke didn't seem to suit him very much.

After finishing the last course, Fangke took all the dishes to the table, took off his apron, washed his hands and came to the living room, "young master, dinner has been prepared. Do you want to eat now?"

Christine got up from the sofa, walked to the restaurant, saw four dishes and one soup on the table, frowned slightly, hesitated to open her chair and sit down.

Pick up the chopsticks, go to the plate of braised meat clip and enter——

It can't be said to be bad, but compared with Catherine's and Annie's craft, it's a cloud and mud.

After swallowing hard, Christine put down her chopsticks, stood up and looked at the embarrassed Fangke. Her face was secretive: "don't cook in the future. Go out to eat when you are hungry."

He doesn't want his kitchen to smell like food he doesn't like.

Christine's words made Fangke naturally think that he was thinking of her and didn't want her to be too tired, so he didn't let her cook!

After receiving this recognition, Fangke smiled with joy, held Christine's arm excitedly and said again and again: "I... I know, young master! Thank you, young master..."