Sweetheart: The Devil's School Grass is Fierce Baba

Chapter 155 Eating Shrimp
"If you eat too much, your stomach will hurt from the spicy food." Song Liunian's face was a little cold when he spoke.

"No, I want to eat." Song Beibei pouted her small mouth, blinking her big eyes at Song Liunian.

"Don't be greedy."

Song Beibei looked very thin, but she had a huge appetite. In the past, she would cry every time it was spicy, but it didn't affect her appetite for spicy food at all.

"Okay." After hearing what he said, Song Beibei nodded repeatedly, "Brother Liunian is the best."

Seeing Liu Nian's brother agreeing to herself, Song Beibei couldn't help but start flattering her, which got Song Liunian's indifferent expression.

The car drove steadily, and when it entered a bustling area, Song Beibei lay down beside the car window, pointing at some shops with one hand.

Song Liunian didn't look at where she pointed, but sat with his eyes slightly closed, looking a little tired.

When the car was completely quiet, the originally silent driver suddenly said, "Master Song, we're here."

After speaking, the driver stopped the car and opened the door.

After Song Liunian led Song Beibei out of the car, the two walked side by side towards a shrimp restaurant with a very nice environment.

After arriving at the door, the waiter walked up to Song Liunian, looked at Song Liunian respectfully and said, "Mr. Song, are you still sitting in the same place as last time?"

"Ah."

After Song Liunian snorted coldly, the waiter walked ahead and led the way.

Song Beibei let Song Liunian hold hands tightly from the beginning to the end, with a pair of big eyes blinking around, looking like a naughty child.

"Here we are, Mr. Song, please come in!"

The waiter who was walking in front suddenly spoke and pulled Song Beibei's gaze back. She immediately walked towards the box with an eager look on her face.

Looking at her shining eyes, Song Liunian couldn't help sighing. He knew that she had a bad stomach, but she liked to eat big lobsters, so he could only let her go.

After the two sat down one after another, Song Liunian said blankly, "It's the same as before."

Judging from Song Liunian's ordering situation, it is not difficult to see that he is a frequent customer of this restaurant, maybe this restaurant is his family's business...

"Okay, Mr. Song."

After hearing Song Liunian's words, the waiter was about to walk away when Song Beibei interjected without thinking, "It's okay if it's spicy, it's delicious..."

"Babe."

Before Song Beibei could finish her sentence, Song Liunian's cold reprimand made her stop. She quickly covered her small mouth with a small hand, and looked at Song Liunian with an innocent expression, only to find that he was just cold-faced. , not angry, Song Beibei breathed a sigh of relief.

Soon, a plate of exquisite dishes was served, among which the big lobster was the main dish here.

From the moment the big lobster was brought to the table, Song Beibei's eyes were attracted by this plate of prawns.

After quickly picking up one with her chopsticks, Song Beibei began to peel the shrimp, immersed in the world of eating alone.

Song Liunian at the side looked at her ecstasy, just glanced at her lightly, and began to peel the shrimps, but all the shrimps he peeled were put in Song Beibei's bowl.

"Brother Fleeting Years, you eat too..."

Just when Song Beibei was enjoying her meal, she saw that her bowl was full of peeled shrimps, then she looked up at Song Liunian and said.

"Dirty."

Song Liunian didn't answer her question. After seeing a stain on the corner of her mouth, he picked up a tissue and wiped it off gently for her. Looking at her red and swollen lips, he was a little stunned for a moment.

"Brother Fleeting Time, are you done wiping?"

Song Beibei's words brought Song Liunian back to his senses.

"Ah."

Song Liunian nodded coldly, turned his head, and continued to peel the shrimp, but his face was a little dark.

Before, he seemed to want to kiss her?

When Song Liunian realized his idea, he couldn't help despising himself deeply.

(End of this chapter)