By the end of the meal, it was already dark.

Song Qianqian stood outside the door of the restaurant, burping constantly. She secretly glanced at Lu Zihao, only to see that he was also looking at her with a smile on his face.

Song Qianqian hurriedly covered her mouth, she was too shy to find a crack in the ground to get into.

"Let's go, come with me to buy something. Lu Zihao invited Song Qianqian, looking at her eating and supporting, taking a walk is the best for her.

Song Qianqian thought about it for a moment before nodding in agreement. Anyway, she doesn't suffer a loss with such a handsome president, so she will accompany him as a good person.

There is a large shopping mall next to the restaurant, and Lu Zihao is too lazy to drive, so he walks forward.

Song Qianqian, who was walking beside him, touched Lu Zihao's hands hanging on his sides several times, intentionally or unintentionally, and the snickering appearance fell in Lu Zihao's eyes every time.

Of course, Lu Zihaoquan pretended not to know, and watched Song Qianqian play the little hooligan again and again, he was surprisingly not angry.

Soon, the mall arrived. Song Qianqian felt a little lost in her heart, she arrived so soon, which proved that her hooliganism was coming to an end. Thinking that she could no longer take advantage of Lu Zihao's small advantage, she felt a little lost in her heart.

It's already past nine o'clock in the evening, and the mall is still full of people. In the narrow elevator room, Lu Zihao stopped Song Qianqian between his arms, so as not to let people who go back and forth on the elevator squeeze into him.

Song Qianqian raised his head and peeked at Lu Zihao in front of him, the angular and handsome face, looking up is also good-looking, don't want it. This man is not a man, he must be a god. And it's also her shallow male god.

Lu Zihao had already discovered that Song Qianqian was peeking at him, and with the sound of the elevator "ding", he slowly withdrew his arms, leaned on her ear with an evil face, and said in a very charming tone: "Have you seen enough? Be careful that you can't sleep when you go home tonight." ”

After speaking, he stepped out of the elevator with his thighs and walked out.

Song Qianqian's face was already flushed with shame, covering his hot face, and he hurriedly followed out when the elevator door was about to close.

Lu Zihao didn't seem to know what to buy, and after going back and forth a few times, he turned around and asked Song Qianqian, who was following him: "If you want to receive a gift, what kind of thing would you want?"

Song Qianqian came back to his senses at this time, and carefully tasted Lu Zihao's words, did he want her to buy gifts? But this is too direct, is he like this, how can she be embarrassed to choose?

"Song Qianqian, what do I ask you?" Seeing that she was still looking at him with a look of fascination, Lu Zihao walked up to Song Qianqian's side and waved his hands back and forth in front of her.

"Well, if it were me, I would have chosen the bag. Song Qianqian hurriedly took a few steps back, Lu Zihao was so close to her, smelling the good smell on his body, her brain couldn't even think.

"Then you go and choose one!" Lu Zihao said, pointing to a luggage shop not far away.

Song Qianqian received instructions and immediately fled from Lu Zihao's side and walked towards the exquisite women's bag shop.

She looked back and forth in the store and chose a white handbag. Song Qianqian took the white color and asked Lu Zihao's opinion: "This looks pretty good, what do you think?"

Lu Zihao didn't look at it, so he ordered the clerk to wrap up the white handbag.

Song Qianqian was a little surprised, waved his hand again and again and said politely: "No need president, I have a lot of bags, don't give me any more gifts." You've already invited me to dinner just now, how can I take your bag again?"

Although Song Qianqian's mouth was shirking, he was already happy in his heart, so he didn't want it. It seems that Lu Zihao is still quite good, and he knows how to give her a gift.

Lu Zihao looked at Song Qianqian, who pretended to be polite, and knew that this little girl had misunderstood. She must have thought that the bag was for her, and in that case, he had to strike at her young mind.

"Song Qianqian, I think you must have misunderstood. I'm giving this bag to someone else, just for you to help me with it. Don't get me wrong, don't get me wrong. ”

The smile on Song Qianqian's face froze there suddenly, and his face was dumbfounded.

"Your uncle......"

Song Qianqian whispered in his heart before he could finish cursing, Lu Zihao pointed to her little nose as if he heard it, and said mischievously: "Don't scold the uncle from your heart, that doesn't look like a lady!"

Song Qianqian suppressed the anger in her heart, and looked at Lu Zihao with some disappointment with the white handbag she had chosen.

Forget it, she can only blame herself, Lu Zihao never said from head to toe that she wanted to buy her something, but she misunderstood.

Lu Zihao drove Song Qianqian home, and then drove back to the mall.

The staff in the store was preparing to get off work, and when they saw Lu Zihao turn back, they thought there was something wrong with the bag they bought just now, and hurriedly asked respectfully: "Hello sir, is there anything wrong with the bag you just bought?"

"No, no, I'm trying to ask if there are any other colors in the bag I bought just now, and I want to buy another one. Seeing that the clerk had misunderstood, Lu Zihao hurriedly explained his intentions.

He just saw that Song Qianqian also liked this bag very much, and for some reason, he drove back here and bought another one before the mall closed.

"Sir, you are so emotional, you are so good to your girlfriend. I'll help you see if the bag is still in stock, okay?" replied happily to the clerk, saying that it would be nice to be able to sell another bag before the end of the day.

After a while, the clerk came over with a bag of the same style as the bag just now, but with a slightly different color: "Sir, take a look, this bag also has a golden one, do you like it?"

Lu Zihao doesn't know much about these women's things, but he thinks that this bag is Song Qianqian's favor, and it shouldn't be wrong.

"Okay, that's it, you can wrap it up for me!"

Lu Zihao walked out of the mall with his newly bought bag, his mood became better and better, looking at the bag in his hand, a smile like a fan appeared on his face again.

Song Qianqian returned home and saw Lai Ting and Liu Yuhan sitting on the sofa watching TV, she took off her shoes weakly, sat on the chair next to her and gently rubbed her feet.

I didn't feel that my feet hurt so much when I walked with Lu Zihao just now, why did her feet hurt so much as soon as I got home.

"Qianqian, did you work overtime again tonight?Why did you come back so late?" Liu Yuhan looked at Song Qianqian's tired and prostrated look, and said with concern.

"No, our president invited me to dinner tonight, so I came back a little late. Song Qianqian said unintentionally.

The speaker has no intention, but the listener has the intention. Lai Ting and Liu Yuhan immediately turned off the TV and turned their heads to look at her, and asked with a gossipy look: "What? Your president invited you to dinner? Lu Zihao invited you to dinner? When did you get together? What did you eat at night? Where did you eat?"

Song Qianqian looked at a large number of questions, she looked at Lai Ting and Liu Yuhan, who were full of curiosity, with a distressed face: "You have so many questions, which one should I answer first?"

"Whichever one you want, you just have to speak. Lai Ting looked at Song Qianqian and wanted her to answer quickly.

"I don't know what's going on, when I met Lu Zihao after work, I thought he should be waiting for me on purpose, and then invited me to dinner, saying that it was to accompany me......" Song Qianqian felt very happy when she remembered what happened just now.

"Wow! My shallow, you and Lu Zihao are so romantic! Lai Ting's eyes were red, and her face was full of envy, jealousy and hatred.

Liu Yuhan was also happy for Song Qianqian: "Qianqian, did Lu Zihao confess to you? Are you a couple now?"

"What? He and I are bosses and part-time workers. He didn't say anything, but he told me he didn't have a girlfriend yet. Song Qianqian held her forehead, in fact, she also has a headache now, and she can't figure out why Lu Zihao is so close to her?

"Then when he tells you that he doesn't have a girlfriend, does he just want to tell you that you can chase him boldly and with confidence. Lai Ting blinked and said what she was thinking. This sullen man, can't he confess directly?

"How do I know that I'm not a roundworm in his stomach. Song Qian's dark eyes rolled back and forth, and his long eyelashes kept blinking, but the shadows under his eyelashes looked a little lonely.

"Song Qianqian, when did you become so unconfident. If you like him, don't worry about chasing him boldly! You don't have a boyfriend, he doesn't have a girlfriend, isn't that appropriate?" Lai Ting's quick temper couldn't stand this grinding look, she encouraged Song Qianqian, and let her bravely pursue her own happiness.

"Tingting, maybe I'm thinking too much. Maybe Lu Zihao treats me as a friend, I'm an ordinary girl, and I don't have a beautiful face, why does he like me?" Song Qianqian doesn't believe in this kind of story of the prince and Cinderella, in her opinion, everything is so far away from her.

"Shallow, don't say that, and don't be so unconfident. You are kind, lovable, approachable to people, and never compete with others, which is rare. Maybe Lu Zihao is not the kind of superficial man who only looks at appearance, and he likes a girl like you who knows the general thing. Also, don't you think you have a lot of fate with him? This kind of fate is really hard to find, understand?" Liu Yuhan said softly, in her opinion, Lu Zihao should like Song Qianqian. Otherwise, why are you always looking for their shallowness?

"Really?" Song Qianqian was a little happy, and his mood became very happy.

"Well, it's true!" Liu Yuhan and Lai Ting replied in unison, giving her more affirmation, allowing her to regain her confidence and pursue her own happy life.

There are three girls in a room, none of whom have any experience in love. But at this time, they snuggled up to each other and longed for that beautiful love......