"I'm not sitting here, where am I sitting?" He Ziqiang looked at Song Xiangran in confusion and said.

Of course, He Ziqiang understood what Song Xiangran meant, and she felt that the two of them were sitting too close to each other, beyond the safe distance.

But the problem is that He Ziqiang finally saw Song Xiangran, so he naturally wanted to get closer to Song Xiangran.

What's more, when He Ziqiang thought that Song Xiangran would live at Fang Qingming's house every weekend, he would feel jealous.

Why can Fang Qingming see Song Xiangran every week, but he He Ziqiang can't even sit next to Song Xiangran?

However, Song Xiangran didn't know that He Ziqiang's inner drama was so rich, she just felt that with so many seats, why did He Ziqiang have to sit next to him?

"Well, you choose the place, you have the final say. Song Xiangran's stomach was already rumbling with hunger, and no one sitting next to her could stop her from eating.

He Ziqiang was stunned, didn't say anything, and began to pick up vegetables in silence.

After a short period of silence, after secretly glancing at Song Xiangran several times, He Ziqiang still couldn't help but open his mouth to find a topic.

"Xiao Xiangran, have you read the brochure of your Xiaolin Village?" He Ziqiang said as he put chopsticks into Song Xiangran's bowl.

Although Song Xiangran has no cleanliness fetish, after all, He Ziqiang is the opposite sex other than relatives, He Ziqiang suddenly picked up vegetables for himself, Song Xiangran still felt that some men and women could not kiss.

However, Song Xiangran thought about it, He Ziqiang was a few years older than him, and he probably regarded himself as a younger sister.

Thinking so, Song Xiangran calmly accepted the chopsticks dish that He Ziqiang brought over.

"Kobayashi Village has a pamphlet? When did it happen? My mother hasn't mentioned it to me yet. Song Xiangran said while eating with relish.

"It's just a recent thing, a batch has been printed recently, if you want to see it, I'll show it to you later. He Ziqiang looked at Song Xiangran's appearance of eating deliciously, and his eyes were full of doting.

It's just that Song Xiangran, who was busy eating, didn't notice He Ziqiang's eyes looking at him at all.

"Why do you want to show me later, you can show me now?" Song Xiangran looked up at He Ziqiang in confusion and said.

Because Song Xiangran was too involved in eating, his lips were still shiny, and a grain of rice was sticky.

The ghost made a mistake, He Ziqiang directly stretched out his hand and picked off the grain of rice on Song Xiangran's lips.

Song Xiangran was stunned, and suddenly felt a little confused.

"You're so energetic at eating, do you still have the heart to read the brochure? Hurry up and eat, and then we'll talk about it when you're done." He Ziqiang also sensed the subtle atmosphere between the two of them just now, he was complacent in his heart, but he remained calm on the surface.

Probably because this is He Ziqiang, Song Xiangran has always felt that He Ziqiang is a hanger, and he almost doesn't treat him as a man.

So after He Ziqiang finished speaking, Song Xiangran didn't say anything, and began to eat again by himself.

The moment his fingers touched Song Xiangran's skin just now, He Ziqiang's heartbeat suddenly began to accelerate.

Song Xiangran's face was full of collagen, and the skin on his lips was also very soft, and when his fingertips touched Song Xiangran's cheeks, he also felt a touch of warmth, which was Song Xiangran's body temperature.

For He Ziqiang, this is a big step forward in his relationship with Song Xiangran.

After all, Song Xiangran rejected Fang Qingming, which means that he He Ziqiang still has a chance.

Thinking like this, He Ziqiang felt that the dishes on this table had become delicious and delicious, so he also feasted with Song Xiangran.

After eating and drinking, Song Xiangran was about to get up, but was pulled by He Ziqiang.

"What are you going to do?" He Ziqiang grabbed Song Xiangran's wrist, as if he was afraid that she would escape.

"Go check out. Song Xiangran looked at He Ziqiang inexplicably, and then withdrew his hand from He Ziqiang's hand without a trace.

As soon as he heard Song Xiangran say that he was going to settle the bill, He Ziqiang's brows were furrowed.

"I'm inviting you to dinner today, what are you paying for?" He Ziqiang stepped forward and stood in front of Song Xiangran, blocking her way.

"Why are you inviting me to dinner?" Song Xiangran was even more puzzled, it was originally He Ziqiang who she agreed to when she wanted to avoid Fang Qingming for the time being, but now how did He Ziqiang invite herself to dinner?

For a while, He Ziqiang didn't know how to answer Song Xiangran's question.

Because all along, He Ziqiang has asked girls out to eat, accompanied the girls to go shopping, and then he paid the bill, and then it was a matter of course. But no girl would ever propose to share the meal money with He Ziqiang.

As for why he invited Song Xiangran to dinner, of course, he also wanted to date Song Xiangran.

It's just that it's obvious that Song Xiangran doesn't feel that this is dating.

After racking his brains, He Ziqiang smiled at Song Xiangran and said, "I'm a sponsor, aren't we here to talk about the tourism industry in Xiaolin Village? "

"He Ziqiang, although I know that you are rich, you don't need to invite me to dinner, there is no pie in the world. Song Xiangran shook his head and said, and insisted on paying for it himself, "I don't want to feel indebted." "

He Ziqiang saw that he really couldn't say anything about Song Xiangran, so he had to give up, follow Song Xiangran, and go to the front desk to settle the bill.

After settling the bill, the two of them returned to the private room, and He Ziqiang took out the brochure of Xiaolin Village and showed it to Song Xiangran.

The cover of the brochure is the photo of Song Xiangran handing over peaches.

Song Xiangran in the photo, without powder, smiling smartly, with beautiful eyes, is just like the peach in her hand, delicate and gorgeous.

For countless nights, He Ziqiang looked at this photo and was fascinated, and this time was no exception.

It's just that Song Xiangran next to him is actually more beautiful than in the photo.

This is He Ziqiang, for the first time in history, there is an impulse to have Song Xiangran and spend the rest of his life with her.

Song Xiangran, on the contrary, felt a little embarrassed to look at the photo of himself on the cover.

"Hey, He Ziqiang, why do you put my photo on this cover?" Song Xiangran pointed to the photo with some embarrassment and said.

"You're so good-looking, don't put your picture on the cover, what?" He Ziqiang looked at Song Xiangran with a disapproving expression.

The sudden praise made Song Xiangran's cheeks blush.

"There are so many beautiful scenery in Xiaolin Village, and any one of them is better than my photo. Song Xiangran opened the brochure very persistently, pointed to a page that was turned at random, and showed it to He Ziqiang.

He Ziqiang continued to shake his head disapprovingly.

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