After wearing the book, I became Shoufu's favorite

Chapter 169 What to Eat, He Pleases
For a moment, Song Mianmian felt that she might be dreaming.

She pinched her thigh subconsciously.

hiss!
Not dreaming.

Xie Yuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Pinch me next time."

He noticed Mianmian's small movements and reminded him softly.

Song Mianmian blushed, and her usual neat movements were a little out of rhythm, "Ah, just, I, that... ok."

She thought about it for a long time, but she didn't know how to explain it to make sense.

I simply accepted it with a broken jar.

Xie Yuan gave a low laugh, his eyes full of tolerance, he put the lamp away, and naturally started to clean up the tableware with Song Mianmian.

"Sit down for a while."

Song Mianmian couldn't bear it anymore.

Xie Yuan went to school early in the morning, and did housework when she returned home at night. She couldn't bear it, "I'll be fine soon."

Xie Yuan didn't intend to stop.

"Have you eaten yet?" Song Mianmian asked again.

Xie Yuan paused and said, "Not yet."

"What do you want to eat at that moment?"

"It's all right."

The two chatted occasionally, but the atmosphere was exceptionally harmonious, and the efficiency of cleaning became higher unconsciously, and everything was cleaned up quickly.

Song Mianmian handed Xie Yuan a piece of flower cake, "Cush your tummy."

After the shop was closed, the two of them carried lanterns and walked on the streets of Ying City. Although it was not yet curfew time, there were very few people on the streets.

The two walked side by side, and the autumn night was somewhat cool.

Song Mianmian's clothes were not thick.

Xie Yuan immediately consciously blocked the direction of the wind, so he was half a step behind her.Song Mianmian soon realized that her heart was warm and grateful.

She stretched out her hand to grab Xie Yuan's hand, "I'm not cold anymore."

It wasn't cold when she said it, but her fingertips felt cool, and Xie Yuan grabbed her hand as soon as he took it.

Song Mianmian was startled, her heart skipped a beat.

Subconsciously wanted to withdraw his hand, but did not break free.

She lowered her head, and the two of them walked forward in silence. Neither of them had any experience in love, so they didn't know what to say for a while.

"Cough cough."

After a long time, Song Mianmian said, "How are you at the academy?"

"Everything is fine." After Xie Yuan finished speaking, he paused, then felt that such an answer seemed a bit perfunctory, and added earnestly, "Sir and classmates are fine."

Song Mianmian hummed, "That's good."

Immediately, the two chatted about some parental gossip, one asked and the other answered, and in the two rounds, the person who asked and answered was switched.

We talked all the way.

And Xie Yuan's image in Song Mianmian's heart became more and more vivid.

She had read Xie Yuan's struggle history in the book, but he always seemed to be cold, calm, ruthless, and wise.

Stay absolutely sane.

But after a deeper contact and understanding, he discovered Xie Yuan's fiery heart beating beneath his cold exterior.

Pretty cute.

At first, I was a little embarrassed because of holding hands, but later we chatted happily, but completely forgot about it.

It wasn't until I got home that I finally remembered.

Then they let go of each other's hands like an electric shock. Of course, only Xie Yuan knew in his heart that he still misses the touch of the soft palm.

Her hands are soft and small, as if they have no bones, they are soft and comfortable to hold.

He subconsciously closed his palms, but he could only think in his heart: the future will last forever.

The next morning, Song Mianmian received a message from Qi Yuyao's maid, Scrophulariae, that Qi Yuyao was busy with other things.

Song Mianmian didn't even know when Scrophulariae came to Ying City.

Qi Yuyao didn't show up for several days.

It can be seen that it is really busy.

Until the morning three days later, Qi Yuyao finally appeared at the door of Song Mianmian's dim sum shop in the morning light.

It's only been four days, but she seems to have lost weight.

As soon as she came in, she quickly said: "It smells so good, what did Sister Mianmian do delicious?"

Following her was Scrophulariaceae, with a smiling face at the moment, "Miss Song."

Song Mianmian brought snacks and milk tea, "Sit down, you look exhausted." Qi Yuyao's round face turned into an oval face.

Qi Yuyao nodded aggrievedly, "That's not it."

She tentatively took a sip of milk tea, her eyes lit up immediately, she took a long sip, her face satisfied and relaxed, "Wow, Sister Mianmian, what is this? It's too delicious!"

Song Mianmian laughed at her exaggerated tone, "It's milk tea."

But she made a little improvement.

How precious are cattle in this world?Naturally, she couldn't find a cow, so she used goat's milk instead. After several experiments, she finally found a way to get rid of the smell of goat's milk and make the milk tea drinkable.

Although it can't compare to cow's milk, she is already very satisfied.

Qi Yuyao moved very quickly, drank most of the cup in one go, and then picked up another piece of snack, "I finally came back to life, Sister Mianmian."

Scrophulariaceae caresses the forehead.

Here it is again, can her lady be more reliable? !

How long have you been serious?Now when he arrived in front of Miss Song, his true colors were revealed.

"Scrophulariaceae, you should try it too."

Qi Yuyao did not forget to greet her.

Scrophulariaceae said that he really couldn't afford to lose this person.

Song Mianmian had already prepared two servings, and she also looked at her, "Miss Scrophulariae, try it, just let me try the taste for me."

Having said all that, Scrophulariae naturally couldn't refuse it, it was really fragrant after she took a sip.

Although she was not as exaggerated as Qi Yuyao, her sparkling eyes and honest storm intake had already betrayed her heart.

She, very, likes, likes.

Qi Yuyao was very proud, "Isn't it? I said it was delicious. You don't have to believe me, but you have to believe in Sister Mianmian!"

She is a staunch supporter of Sister Mianmian's food.

Scrophulariae nodded again and again, "Miss Song is amazing."

What if she wants to drink after drinking? !

The voice from this side just finished, and someone came in again, it was Xie Yuan and Qi Chengye, followed by Ning Huanshu and Zhou Yu.

Everyone I knew in Yingcheng came.

Because today is the opening day of her dim sum shop, several people brought their own gifts, Xie Yuan took the role of today's waiter as it should be.

Bring milk tea and snacks to everyone.

It was just delivered, and another unexpected visitor came to the door.

In autumn, Cheng Jiuzhou was still waving his iconic fan, dressed in white, and came slowly with a smile on his face.

"Mianmian didn't even notify me of such a big event as the opening of the business." He exaggerated, "Does this mean you don't consider me a friend?"

Xie Yuan looked up at him coolly, "No please, aren't you here too?"

Cheng Jiuzhou flicked away the fan, and said disapprovingly: "Who makes Mianmian my best friend? Even if it's the ends of the earth, I will definitely be there for such a big event."

Everyone felt that Qi Chengye's nickname was not groundless.

It wasn't the first time that the two faced each other, but this time it was less gunpowder than before.

Qi Chengye and Qi Yuyao are considered insiders, so they can understand this very well.

Xie Yuan glanced at him, didn't bother to speak, and said concisely: "What do you want to eat? I invite you."

　Go to bed early, good night~ (except those who don’t give me recommended tickets, hum!)
　　


(End of this chapter)