Chapter 337: An Inexplicable Love Letter
Zhang Xiaoyue opened her mouth wordlessly, and saw Yan Huan'er turn her eyes and talk softly to the girl next to her. Until she sat down for a while, she didn't see Yan Huan'er project her gaze again.
On the other side, Weng Meiling didn't recognize Zhang Xiaoyue, so she naturally talked happily with Yan Huan'er, although she felt that Yan Huan'er's expression was abnormal for a moment, but she didn't go to her heart after all.
"Hey, I said you, what did Ma Jianshe do, didn't he tell you?" Weng Meiling asked.
"He always has his own business, how can he tell me everything? I really want to come out to buy clothes today, and besides, not for distraction, I am for you. ”
Yan Huan'er said, and handed over the clothes beside her.
"I've paid your salary, I know that you recently bought equipment, so I specially sent two pieces of clothes, and I wish you to earn back your capital as soon as possible. ”
Yan Huan'er smiled, looking at her at this time, there was a gentle look on her face.
Weng Meiling was taken aback, and then she came and was very moved. She didn't expect that Yan Huan'er would actually give her two clothes today. After hesitating, he was willing to reach out and take the clothes.
"Okay, you have a heart, I won't say thank you, thank you!
Yan Huan'er listened, tilted her head and asked with a smile: "Is this an oath?
Weng Meiling didn't answer, smiled slightly, and took a bite of the legendary best meat skewers in the coast.
Receiving favors from others does not mean that it looks impolite, but it can mean that the person concerned is a little embarrassed. At least at this time, Weng Meiling only wants to put this gratitude into her heart, and lock the friendship between the two into the softest place in her heart.
I may not show it, but I may be more distracted than expression at some point!
Therefore, after Weng Meiling took back her clothes, she glanced at them, and let herself pay attention to the meat skewers in front of her, as if doing so, she seemed more natural.
Yan Huan'er won't care about this. Originally, she was worried about Weng Meiling's refusal, but when she saw her as usual, her heart suddenly became happy, and the look on her face became more and more gentle, and even Zhang Xiaoyue was left behind by her.
After eating, the two stood up one after the other and walked out of the shop.
From beginning to end, Zhang Xiaoyue didn't see Yan Huan'er turn her face.
It wasn't until the two of them disappeared outside the door of the barbecue restaurant that she felt that her beating heart gradually calmed down.
Luckily, no one recognized her!
She couldn't help but touch her stomach and sighed unnoticed.
This encounter, for Zhang Xiaoyue, made her feel a little on pins and needles. Fortunately, the final result comforted her a lot, it turned out that Yan Huan'er really didn't know herself, great!
Zhang Xiaoyue smiled comfortably, and in the doting gaze of the man opposite, she said coquettishly: "I don't want chili sauce." ”
Besides, Yan Huan'er and the two walked all the way, and Weng Meiling felt her silence.
After glancing at her several times, Weng Meiling couldn't help it, and finally asked, "What's the matter?"
Yan Huan'er glanced back at her, turned her head again, and let out a long sigh.
lowered his head and kicked a small pebble at his feet, and then replied: "Did you see that pregnant woman just now? That's Zhang Xiaoyue." I didn't know what to say to her, so I deliberately pretended not to know. Maybe, that's the way it is? She's really going to be a mother. ”
"Meiling, after understanding what happened this time, I feel more and more that it is my fault! Sometimes things that really shouldn't be taken care of shouldn't be taken care of!"
Speaking of this, Yan Huan'er stopped, Weng Meiling was about to speak, but she didn't think that Yan Huan'er would answer again.
"It's that I take it for granted, I don't have the ability to be a savior, but I still think I want to rush up, it turns out right and wrong...... That's not the case at all, I'm funny, right? Okay, no