Chapter Thirty-Seven: The Little Princess of Zu'an is gentle
After the show ended, the people in the program team and several people from the racing club had a meal, and Wen Qianqian sat next to Lu Shen.
Lu Shen was eating quietly, and suddenly felt two burning eyes staring at him.
One of them doesn't have to be thought of, it must be shallow.
The other -
Lu Shen raised his head quietly, just in time to see Wen Ting look away and pick up the wine glass casually.
His hand holding the chopsticks tightened, and in the next second, there was an extra chicken wing on the plate in front of him.
He looked sideways, and the little girl withdrew her hand and looked at him expectantly: "This is delicious." ”
It's really delicious, at least just what he saw, Wen Qianqian has already eaten eight.
This last estimate was given to him by her reluctantly.
"No, you eat. Lu Shen wanted to clip it back to her, but she stopped her.
"I can't eat any more, I've already eaten nine. ”
There were ten in one plate, and it was a bit unreasonable for her to eat them all by herself.
Lu Shen: "......"
Lu Shen was silent for a moment, and in his shallow and painful gaze, he ate the chicken wings.
After eating, Mu Tian took her to say goodbye to the others, and then took her back.
When they all walked to the door of the hotel, Wen Qianqian suddenly stopped: "Sister, I want to go to the toilet." ”
"I'll go with you—"
"No, no, I know the way. ”
Wen Qianqian broke away from her hand and ran towards the hotel quickly.
The place where they ate was on the second floor, Wen Qianqian went upstairs, and just happened to bump into Lu Shen, who came out alone.
"Lu Shen!" Wen Qianqian trotted over and stopped in front of him.
Lu Shen's attitude was not cold: "Is there something wrong?"
"Yes, yes," Wen Qianqian's little head nodded like a rattle, "Do you have WeChat?"
Lu Shen: "...... Yes. ”
"I, I'll see?"
Lu Shen met many people who asked him for WeChat, but Wen Qianqian was the first to ask for WeChat in this way.
Wen Qianqian recalled how others used to go out to find her for WeChat, "I have a problem in the future, can I not, can I not?"
Wen Qianqian frowned, and after thinking for a while, he remembered what the person said: "Can I ask you through WeChat?"
Lu Shen wanted to laugh a little: "Racing car or computer?"
Wen Qianqian blurted out: "Fall in love." ”
Then she saw that Lu Shen, who had already taken out his mobile phone, took the mobile phone back again: "Don't talk about it." ”
He walked around her and down, his steps racing.
The little short leg Wen shallow failed to catch up.
"Ah, it can't scare him, right?" muttered Wen Qianqian.
Suddenly a voice came from behind him: "What are you scared of?"
Wen Ting's opening almost frightened Wen Qianqian to jump down the stairs.
She turned around and bared her teeth at Wen Ting on the top of a few stairs: "Scared your dad to explode in a spiral." ”
Wen Ting snorted: "Wen Qianqian, I really should let the camera record your current face." ”
Wen Qianqian grimaced at him and trotted downstairs.
Wen Ting laughed, took a cigarette out of his pocket and lit it.
As soon as I took a puff, the phone rang.
It was Wen Yan who called.
"Boss, the Mo family called me. ”
The current president of the Mo family, that is, the head of the Mo family, found that the good cooperation with Sheng Ting had been stopped, and the key was that the reason was too untenable-
"After discussion with our company, we believe that He is more suitable than your company to cooperate with this project. ”
didn't explain any reason, so the cooperation was stopped, Mo Chengchuan was so angry that he didn't eat anything, and called Wen Yan several times.