Huo Yuanlu and Song Xuening spent a long time in the supermarket before they finished buying.

They carried two large bags full of them, staggered out of the mall, and just walked to the exit when she suddenly stopped.

Huo Yuanlu was a little curious, and asked her, "Xue Ning, what are you looking at?"

From the title, it can be seen that the distance between the two people has narrowed a lot.

"Nothing. ”

Song Xue Ning shook her head, secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva, pretending to be fine, and wanted to pull Huo Yuanlu away.

He wondered if the snack seller had seen something delicious again, and looked in the direction she was staring at just now, and sure enough, he saw a cold drink shop with the words "Opening Big Reward".

"I'm kind of craving milk ice, how about you?"

Huo Yuanlu looked at the colorful product display board and said the name of a cold drink indiscriminately.

As he spoke, he secretly scolded himself, how could he not know what Song Xuening, a snacker, thought, was afraid that he wanted to eat a signature cold drink, and he was afraid that he would think she would have a lot of things to do and could eat it......

Song Xue Ning looked at Huo Yuanlu suspiciously, only thinking that it was too coincidental to be late all day, how could he be like a roundworm in his stomach, he knew what she wanted to do.

"You're afraid you're a roundworm in your last life, aren't you?" she pouted, but in her heart she was still happy to be able to eat a cold drink, "Actually, I don't really want to eat it, but if you want to, I can accompany you." ”

After speaking, Song Xuening smiled slightly, and that bright smile shook Huo Yuanlu's eyes.

At this moment, even if he asked him to pluck the stars from the sky and give them to her, he was willing.

Now that they had decided to go for a cold drink, they walked to the door of the cold drink shop one after the other, and the owner was a girl in an olive-green apron, with yellow hair, and two small tiger teeth.

"What do you want?"

The shopkeeper greeted them warmly and quickly handed them a menu.

Song Xuening took it, immediately ordered the fried yogurt that she had just watched for a long time, and didn't forget to ask the shopkeeper's young lady and said, "Can you put more oranges?"

"No problem. The shopkeeper nodded briskly, and then turned his gaze to Huo Yuanlu, "Then what do you want to drink?"

He frowned and stared at the menu.

Stir-fried yogurt, milk tea, matcha yogurt......

Huo Yuanlu's eyes went up and down the menu four or five times, but he couldn't find what he wanted to eat.

It's not that he doesn't really like to eat, it's because he hasn't had much contact with these "roadside stalls" since he was a child, and he just glanced at the "back kitchen" of this cold drink shop, and the so-called black tea and green tea on the menu seem to be blended with additives.

Huo Yuanlu swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and Song Xuening thought that he had difficulty choosing.

"By the way, we now have a second half-price event, sir, if you have a difficult choice, you might as well ask for the same as Miss. ”

The shopkeeper's lady gave him a step down at the right time.

Huo Yuanlu raised his head and glanced deeply at the back kitchen again, wondering if he really didn't have diarrhea after drinking the things here......

Song Xuening looked back and found that the two of them had been standing here for too long, and there were already a few people in line behind them, and in her opinion, the expressions of these people seemed to be a little impatient.

She immediately poked Huo Yuanlu with her elbow, and then said to the shopkeeper with a smile: "He wants to be the same as me." Thank you. ”

Before he could react, Song Xuening had already scanned the shopkeeper's payment code and paid for a glass and a half of cold drinks.

"How did you pay......"

Huo Yuanlu didn't finish his sentence, and his expression became even more stunned.

Because Song Xuening pulled up his sleeve very naturally, he pulled the person to the rest area at the door of the cold drink shop, and waited to get the fried yogurt.

"Isn't it just two cups of fried yogurt, and it's not a candlelit dinner? ”

Song Xuening blinked, put down the things she was holding in her hand, and her palms were a little red from being strangled by the plastic bag.

She secretly rubbed her hands and rubbed herself on the painful place, a detail that Huo Yuanlu caught in his eyes.

Huo Yuanlu had a little courage for no reason, raised his hand, and naturally grabbed Song Xuening's hand and pulled her forward.

"What are you doing......

Song Xuening didn't react, she was stunned and was pulled by the man in front of her, and for a while, she didn't think about whether she wanted to resist or obey, and see what he wanted to do to herself.

"What am I doing?" Huo Yuanlu smiled helplessly, spread her little hand in his palm, and looked up at her, "My hands are strangled like this, does it hurt?"

As he spoke, he rubbed Song Xuening's palm, and the smooth touch made him reluctant to let go of the other party's hand.

She could feel that her cheeks were slightly hot, and she didn't dare to look at Huo Yuanlu's eyes after that.

"I don't hurt, I ...... What do I hurt. ”

Song Xuening replied a few words randomly, but she was reluctant to pull her hand out of his palm.

This stinky man's hands were very hot, and the temperature that belonged to him was constantly transmitted from his palms to her fingertips, and then, quickly but gently, reached her heart.

"Huo Yuanlu?"

"Huh, what's wrong?"

Song Xuening looked down at the intertwined hands of the two people, gritted her teeth, and asked, "Are you ......?"

She wanted to ask if he really liked herself.

Although from two days ago to now, whether it was at the wedding of Yan Qing and Huo Beiting, or in the private gathering of the barbecue restaurant that day, she could clearly know that Mr. and Mrs. Xiao Yan were matching them......

However, just like Huo Yuanlu wanted to hear her say that she was single, she also wanted the other party to tell her solemnly that he liked herself.

Otherwise, Song Xuening really couldn't believe that a person like Huo Yuanlu, who opened his mouth for food, stretched out his hands for clothes, and grew up with a golden spoon in his mouth, would actually fall in love with a small role like her.

Cinderella's fairy tale is not something that an urban worker like her dares to fantasize.

"Huh, isn't it?"

Huo Yuanlu seemed to know what Song Xuening was going to ask, and deliberately wanted to hear her say it knowingly.

His heart began to beat uncontrollably, as if in the next second, his little heart would jump out of his mouth because it was beating too fast.

"I mean, are you ......?"

"Little sister, your fried yogurt is ready. ”

It was as if their conversation was interrupted by the bear child in the supermarket just now, this time, it was Song Xuening's fried yogurt that ruined the atmosphere.

The two had no choice but to look at each other, so they had to accept their fate.