Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Until he was taken all the way into the bustling street near the school, singing had never returned to God.

By the time she finally returned to her mind, the temperature on her wrist had gone away. She looked down at her hands and looked up at the indifferent man. She saw Qin Shiting's face, which was much colder and heavier than just now. Then she saw her silly expression, and the frown of Qingjun moved slightly. This was when she looked at her wrist again, which was where he had just shaken it.

“Stiff hands?” He watched as she hung her hand in a half-empty position, coldly asking.

He suddenly put his hand down and blinked twice: “No. ”

Qin Shiting didn't say much. He looked back at the restaurants behind him. Most of the street matched what students bought, and there were many restaurants big and small. Although it wasn't too luxurious, there were still others who wanted to find a cleaner shop. "Didn't you say you haven't eaten yet? What do you want to eat? ”

When I read the song and looked at him, I quietly reached behind my back and squeezed my other hand. I was sure it was painful. I was sure that everything was real in front of me, so I hurried to say before Qin Shiting was impatient or regretted: “Anything is fine! ”

Qin Shiting glanced at her clean and thin look under the school uniform. Her eyes moved out of front of the beef noodle store behind her. She turned back and saw a restaurant with stir-fried vegetables and turned around.

When he silently read the song, the HeartLink Society followed him. After entering the store, he saw that there were already two tables of students eating, but the students from other nearby schools did not know each other and did not interfere with each other. Qin Shiting walked to the table with few and quiet people inside, put down the black shoulder bag, and then looked back and saw that she had quickly followed him, indicating to the waiter with his eyes that he would give her the menu.

When I took over the menu, there was a bit of trance in singing.

It was obvious just now that she refused, why did she suddenly turn back and suddenly buy her dinner without saying anything?

She looked up at him, but Qin Shiting's phone rang a bell of joy at this time. She didn't want to influence him to answer the phone. She hurried to order two drinks with the waiter and two lighter dishes, and then let someone go. She was going to wait for him to answer the phone before asking him what to eat.

However, after she ordered the food, it appeared that Qin Shiting had not answered the phone.

The waiter had gone away. When he sat down singing, he heard his phone ring again. Qin Shiting sat across from her and took out his phone. She didn't know whether it had been turned off directly or silenced. She had not seen it clearly yet. She saw him throw it directly aside and didn't even look at it again.

“Aren't you going to answer?” Read songs and ask.

Qin Shiting did not answer. He only picked up the lemonade that the waiter had just poured over the table and took a sip. The beautiful boy's clean and well-boned fingers held a clear glass. This scene is heartwarming.

Until he dropped the glass, he didn't seem to have to answer her or answer the phone. I guess reading the song felt like he wasn't really sincere in buying himself a meal. The car just stopped in front of him, and suddenly he came back. Now he would sit here with her, I'm afraid, just pushing the boat along.

If you can't read the song, you can only drink it with the cup in front of you. This lemonade should be fresh this afternoon. It tastes sweet and sour. It stimulates the taste buds, but it makes people more sober and sure that it's not a dream.

“By the way, I just ordered two light dishes, and I don't know what flavors you like to eat, there's no order. Go and tell the waiter what to eat. After all, they all sit down. Even if they are delicate, they can't waste time like this. Anyway, they always have to eat this dinner.” The song was read softly, he said.

She felt that Qin Shiting was in a bad mood at this time. She didn't know what was going on between the Qin family or his mother, nor could she listen to him indiscriminately. She had to use other topics to distract him and relieve her of her excitement and nervousness.

Qin Shiting just took another look at her: “If you know it's Yu Yan, can you feel comfortable eating it? ”

“Why can't you eat it? I can eat even ten bowls you asked for.” The singing eyebrows were smiling, blatant and fearless, honest and straightforward.

Qin Shiting sneered, waved to the waiter, took the menu and asked him a few questions, knowing that she had just ordered a fish egg tofu and steamed crab cooker, and ordered another fried shrimp nuts and seaweed soup, which was why the waiter left.

Seeing that he had a serious order, he didn't intend to continue, and reading the song would not have been a bad mood to follow.

“Never been to this store, but see how many dishes recommended on the menu are fish or seafood, are you used to eating?” Qin Shiting asked.

“Eat well, before moving to Haicheng to do business, although my family was always an inland city, but I loved seafood and fish when I was a kid, and now I live in Haicheng, so it's fresher and more convenient to eat.” Singing, he said, holding his chin with one hand on the edge of the table, and looked at him: “Do you like seafood too? ”

Qin Shiting's tone was faint: “I don't choose, I just ordered two more. ”

“Oh.”

After this sound, she stopped talking as if she had fallen back into a silent atmosphere.

Qin Shiting didn't look at her either, as if no one across the street drank water from time to time. Sometimes she waited quietly for the food to serve. Quiet and quiet but enjoyed herself.

Until the dishes came up, Qin Shiting asked the waiter to bring her a bowl of white rice. When she read the song, she thought it would be plenty of rice. Once she saw this bowl of rice, she immediately felt full. She looked up at him and just picked up the chopsticks and ate them. She usually had no appetite. She could not say that her childhood habits were entirely honorable, but she would not eat too much. Basically, she was in perfect condition. Now that she was so full of rice, she didn't have to think about it and knew that she would definitely eat support.

And finally, um.

It's really holding up.

Qin Shiting was not in a hurry to eat some dishes once in a while. She glanced at her once more and saw that she had made it, but still had to persevere with the sammy rice movement in her mouth. The man's beautiful mouth did not know whether it was stained with silk or not easily detectable laughter or anything. She just looked at her and asked: “Can you still eat? ”

“Well, I can eat.” Just after that, I almost hit a hiccup when I read the song. I forced myself to hold onto it, and I drank the water cup and swallowed it.

Of course it can be eaten. The Qin God treats her. Even if she really wants to eat ten bowls, she has to work hard!

Qin Shiting looked at her for a while and then ignored her. He picked up the chopsticks and continued to eat him.