Fine and soft black hair was scattered between the smooth forehead, staring at the date displayed on the screen, the indifferent and handsome face could not see the emotion, but the corners of the lips were slightly curled.

Not long after Song Jin and the others left, the manager received a call from Wei Yan: "Yes, yes, that's right, young master, Miss Song came here to buy a birthday gift...... Yes? What bought? Just a women's bag... What else? ... No, no, I bought a bag. ”

Seeing that the other side suddenly stopped talking, a cold sweat broke out on the manager's forehead, and he didn't know what the other party wanted to hear, so he had to say something," Miss Song said... They said that the bag was for the young lady who came with her, that it was for the young lady as a birthday present, and after buying it, they left......"

The manager racked his brains to repeat, but in the next second, he saw the other side suddenly hang up the phone, and the manager suddenly trembled, always feeling that the young master seemed to be very angry.

Probably an illusion......

***

"Song Song," Liu Xiaoxiao carefully carried the bag, wanting to cry without tears, "Why don't you take this bag back, just invite me to eat, and give me this bag, I don't dare to carry it......"

Song Jin thought about it, too, not everyone treats money like her.

So he waved his hand, "Okay, okay, then help me hold it first, and I'll invite you to a big dinner later." ”

As soon as she said this, Liu Xiaoxiao was a lot more relieved, and began to tell Song Jin about her understanding of Wei Yan's preferences, most of what Liu Xiaoxiao said was obtained from the Internet, and I don't know if the news is true or false for the time being, but I can barely give Song Jin a reference.

Liu Xiaoxiao said seven or eight hobbies about gifts, and then turned his head and talked about food again: "Emperor Wei doesn't seem to like hot pot, but he loves spicy food." ”

Song Jin pulled his lips: "No, he likes to eat hot pot." ”

Liu Xiaoxiao was stunned, "No, I remember that there was a variety show before, someone asked Emperor Wei if he wanted to come to play hot pot at night, and a group of people were eating lively, but Emperor Wei directly said that he didn't like to eat hot pot, and finally they changed to eating sushi." ”

Song Jin looked at Liu Xiaoxiao, who was kept in the dark, with pity, and said sincerely:

"That's because our Wei Yingdi feels that eating hot pot damages his cold image in front of the camera, and he hates strangers snatching the meat in his pot the most, and he has a habit of cleanliness, and he can't stand others putting the chopsticks he has eaten into the pot and stirring around, and he feels unhygienic and dirty."

Seeing that Liu Xiaoxiao was stunned and couldn't speak, Song Jin looked at her and sighed as she walked,

"The first time I had hot pot with him, we ate mandarin duck pot, and both sides were spicy, and the waiter thought we were insane! That's right, we had half of the pot for each person, and later, I ran out of things in the pot and wanted to clip the ...... in his pot."

Song Jinpi didn't smile, "He also deliberately changed a chopstick for me, saying that my saliva would defile his pot, and looking at me was like looking at a bacterium." ”

Liu Xiaoxiao: "......"

"Now that I think about it, he can live until now, and I really have a good temper." Song Jin said with emotion.

Liu Xiaoxiao looked at her embarrassedly and swallowed her saliva, "So, what about now?" Is Wei Yingdi still like this? ”

Song Jin said idly: "It's not like this now." ”

Liu smiled and said, "Oh, I know, Emperor Wei must be slowly getting used to it......"

Song Jin smiled and said nothing.

She rushed over angrily and gave Wei Yan a tongue kiss, and later someone kissed him.