Wang Wang's face-slapping routine

Chapter 93 Want to Treat Him Better

Obviously, I have only met three times, and I haven't even introduced myself at the most basic level.

But Zhui Shengling heard Atobe Chuyan asking about his personal affairs in a flat, but not overly intimate tone, but he didn't feel disgusted at all.

There is even an illusion that the two of them are like friends who have known each other for a long time, and they should get along like this in the first place.

Startled for a moment, he looked at the enchanting little face, and quickly lowered his head to pick up the spoon: "I have something to do."

The fragrant matcha flavor spreads among the taste buds, not too sweet or astringent, and the taste is quite good.

It's just that Cone Shengling seldom eats sweets, so for him, he is still somewhat incompetent.

Between the handsome brows, there was an almost imperceptible wrinkle.

The hand holding the spoon was put down, obviously not wanting to take a second bite.

Seeing him like this, Atobe Chuyan leaned forward slightly, supporting his perfectly curved chin with one hand: "Not to your liking?"

Cone Shengling never likes to say things against his will: "I don't like sweets."

The two cakes that Atobu Chuyan gave last week ended up in the stomach of the black master You Ji, and he didn't touch a single bite.

Hearing his answer, Atobe Chuyan was a little surprised: "Don't you like sweets at all?"

Even Keigo Atobe, who also doesn't like sweets, likes it, which is enough to prove how low the sweetness of this cake is.

Ke Jiansheng zero but can not eat.

Seeing him nodding, she was silent for a few seconds before speaking again: "Are you in a hurry to leave?"

Although I don't know why Atobe Chuyan asked this question, Sui Shengling still replied: "The matter is over, there is no rush."

In fact, he planned to go back to school after finishing his work, but he didn't expect to meet Atobe Hatsune again.

"Then you wait for me here for a while." Atobe Chuyan stood up, without saying anything else, and went straight to the direction of the back kitchen.

After about half an hour, there were no customers in the store.

Under Ichikawa Yoko's envious eyes, she came out with a plate of hot cookies just out of the oven.

Originally, I was a little impatient worried that Cone Shengling would wait, so I left early.

As a result, others are still sitting in place now.

It's just that the tall and straight back looks faintly hauntingly lonely.

Atobe Chuyan's eyes flickered slightly, and the feeling of sympathy that he had had when they first met, spontaneously recurred in his heart.

He glanced down at the salty cookies she specially made, and then walked over quickly.

For so many years, Cone Shengling was the first one who gave her the feeling of encountering the same kind.

So the attitude towards him is completely different from that of other people.

Like being out of control, or not wanting to control at all, wanting to treat him better.

Obviously my own life is not getting any better, but I still run to care for others...

Atobe Chuyan didn't know why she was like this, but one thing was clear, that is, she didn't dislike this feeling.

"I've been waiting for a long time." When she came to the boy, she slightly raised her lips, and put the fragrant cookie in front of him, "This is salty, try it."

The sudden female voice made Zhui Shengling withdraw from his thoughts.

Looking at the cookie in front of him, he looked up at the girl who was seated opposite, with a pink face, and a strange emotion suddenly rose in his heart: "You just did this?"

The hand on the table unconsciously clenched a little.

Just because he said he doesn't like sweets, so she made this on purpose?

Atobe Chuyan nodded: "You try it and see if it suits your appetite."

(End of this chapter)