Don't blame Song for being sensitive.

But all women should pay special attention to the word 'small'.

Especially the long legs glanced at her chest.

It's infuriating.

When Yan Yu heard her words, he glanced at her slightly, and asked leisurely, "Such an obvious thing, do you still need to hint?"

Song Shinian was choked.

I felt offended again.

And......

He shouldn't have comforted himself right away, saying that she wasn't short and that she was just the right figure, and he was satisfied...... Something like that?

Or does he think he's short, too?

The more Song Shinian thought about it, the more depressed he became, just one point of unhappiness, but now it has become five points.

She pulled down her face and said expressionlessly: "That's really wronged you." She's so short after all.

Yan Yu: "It's okay, I just like short legs."

Song Shinian's face turned dark.

Where are her legs short? Anyway, she has also reached the standard height line for girls, and she is only a few centimeters away from her long legs of 1.7 meters?

When you go out, you can also kill a group of girls of the same age in seconds.

Isn't it just standing in front of the real long-legged Yan Yu, looking a little reluctant?

If she wears the hateful sky, she can also look down on everyone.

She stinked and let go of the arm holding the man, angry.

Yan Yu looked at the girl who suddenly stopped, looked at her puffed cheeks, and continued to tease her: "The grilled fish here is a must in Lancheng, it would be a pity if you missed it."

The man's tone was vaguely regretful.

Just such a simple sentence instantly shook the rock-solid heart of the time.

She was really hungry.

People who eat food for a living really can't afford to hurt.

Song Shinian's face was a little gray, and he whispered to him, "You pack it for me."

"It's good to eat it while it's hot."

“…… I'm not hungry for a while. Song Shinian's eyes struggled sideways, and he said against his will.

"And the fruit smoothie is also very special."

Song Shinian sniffed his nose and forcibly remained silent.

"By the way, I heard that Japanese and Korean food here are also on the food list, don't you like to eat sushi and fried rice cakes?"

Song Shi's hands trembled.

She glared at Yu viciously, closed her eyes and sighed: "Forget it, give you a face, let's go eat first."

"Snort." Yan Yu couldn't help but chuckle.

He was curious, wondering when he would be able to stop being so cowardly.

It's just that as soon as he laughed, Song Shinian's super fierce gaze flew over in an instant.

His expression was grim, and he bowed to her and said, "Let's go." As he spoke, he stretched out his arm.

Song Shinian glanced twice, walked over in recognition, stretched out his hand through his arm, and followed the big guy to eat without dignity.

Then I ate the grilled fish with a tender and fragrant aftertaste on the outside and inside inside, then packed spicy fried rice cakes and cherry blossom sushi, ordered a cup of fruit smoothie, and walked back with my arms.

Contented.

There was such a small accident before eating, and in the end there was not even a trace left.

Song Shinian was holding the smoothie, and the big guy carried the packed handbag, and the two walked back.

As they passed the desk, the long-legged woman spotted them and waved at them.

I saw her greet with a smile: "Mr. Yan!"

Then he walked towards them with a light step.

Song Shinian felt unhappy in her heart, she put down the spoon and pinched Yan Yu's arm as a warning.

Yan Yu glanced at Shi Nian amusedly, turned his head, looked at the woman who came over, and stretched out his wide and slender hand.