The Boss is Very Busy

Hearing this, the young man's delicate cheeks were still expressionless, and his slender eyes were calm. He raised his long eyelashes slightly and answered her in a calm voice.

"It's just passing by."

Passing by?

For some reason, MuMian suddenly wanted to laugh.

"All right, then treat it as if you are passing by."

The girl's voice was soft and soft, and the word "passing by" was extremely heavy, as if she was deliberately teasing.

Faced with the interest in her eyes, Lin Xinghe just moved his eyes away calmly, no matter what, she couldn't make a splash.

The food was served, without any sourness, no scallions, garlic, or fatty meat.

MuMian glanced at him, the young boy’s fingers holding chopsticks are slender and beautiful, and he sits straight when eating. His cheeks bulge when he chews, not the usual indifference and coldness. Kind of dull and cute.

Suddenly, the cold and precious young boy gave a slight meal.

He lifted up his long and thick eyelashes, and his dark eyes looked at the delicate girl in front of him deeply and gloomily.

Lin Xinghe spoke lightly.

"Eat well."

Under the table, the girl's delicate and tender calves have been stretched to the opposite side, gently rubbing against the teenager's black trousers, she lifted her cheeks and smiled lazily and mischievously.

"I am eating well, but I don't really want to eat these, guess what... what do I want to eat?"

"..."

The room was quiet for a few seconds.

"Plap." It was the sound of chopsticks on the table. MuMian paused slightly. The man had already stood up. The chair made a slight noise because of the action of getting up, which seemed a bit harsh in the quiet room.

The beautiful slender boy has deep eyes.

He stretched out his white fingertips and pulled his collar, the top button was unfastened by the owner, revealing a piece of white skin, and the shape of his collarbone was beautiful and beautiful.

The girl raised her eyebrows and continued to tease fearlessly.

"Little brother, what are you going to do?"

Lin Xinghe walked to the girl, his hair was black and shiny and fresh, he leaned down slightly, his fingers with distinct knuckles resting on the yellow-brown table, and his eyelids approached the girl.

MuMian looked at the beauty close at hand, her beautiful eyes were slightly startled.

The voice in his ears was clear and cold, but it was a little more hoarse than usual.

"Be you, do you believe it?"

"..."

The Qingli girl was stunned, and then immediately reacted, she smiled at the slender boy, raised her little hand, and covered her white clothes.

The red lips lifted lightly, and the voice rang.

"Are you sure you want to be here?"

The two people seem to be spurring each other, to be honest, they might as well fight each other.

Fight with momentum.

The always cold and indifferent boy suddenly pulled the corners of his lower lips slightly, a smile appeared in his eyes, and disappeared quickly.

He stood up, his eyes gradually calmed down.

Lin Xinghe buttoned the buttons again, turning them into a rigorous ascetic appearance, as if he was pressing other girls just now and it was not him who said that.

MuMian stretched out the fingers to hook the hair around the ear and hung it behind the white tender ear.

"Brother, when are you going to agree to be my boyfriend?"

The boy didn't change his face, stretched out his white fingers and picked up the girl's cup, pouring her a cup of hot tea gracefully and naturally, and he gently pushed the cup in front of the girl.

Indifferently speak out.

"Drink more hot water, which is good for your health."

MuMian: "..."

The girl snorted coldly, thinking of straight men's language on the Internet, she couldn't help but slander, what's the use of being handsome? Isn't it just a sentence to drink more hot water.