If it weren't for Hua Rujin's phone call, he really didn't know that Shen Qingjia actually thought so. To be honest, he actually didn't understand how Shen Qingjia could think like that now. He remembered saying it quite clearly. However, in order to prevent her from thinking again that this is also for flowers, he can only buy two copies of the same, one for each person. He still remembered Hua Bijin's speechless expression when he accepted the buns he had sent, and he could only pretend to say, "Today's buns are good." Then he quickly got back in the car. Hua Yijin must have thought that her brain might have been flooded today.

"Actually, you just have to buy it for Nishiki. You don't have to buy it for us. That's embarrassing. Shen Qingjia said with a red face. I always feel like I'm causing trouble to others. He thinks that he and Nijin are good friends, and he loves the house and Wu. Shen Qingjia figured it out, but felt a little uncomfortable.

"If you think it's delicious, I'll buy it for you next time I come back." "Of course, there are flowers." Although it was not his intention, he had to add. Otherwise, the result would have been predictable—she would have mentioned the Flower House again.

"Thank you." Shen Qingjia has a lot to say, but it seems that everything is a bit of a suspicion of being cheap and obedient. So he accepted his kindness openly. I'm really blessed by you. Shen Qingjia thought silently in his heart.

"No, I don't. You can tell me what you want to eat in the future. It was very convenient for me to buy things in town. Song Fusheng said. His heart was also up and down at this moment, but his face was unfazed, as if he was saying something inconsequential.

"When you know, you can eat whatever you want, and I'll buy it for you." Song Fusheng shifted the topic to Shen Zhishi's side before Shen Qingjia could speak.

"He doesn't want to eat anything." But it was useless, Shen Qingjia still grabbed the conversation.

But it's that simple. I have long said that the temptation of good food is usually not easy to resist, especially since he is still a primary school student.

No, Shen Zhishi is making a list for Song Fusheng. Completely exposed his childlike nature.

"Brother Sheng, I like to eat quite a lot. If I say it all, you won't remember. I'll write it down for you. ”

"I have a good memory, you don't have to worry." Song Fusheng is so gentle.

"Shen Zhishi, you are enough." Shen Qingjia snatched the sticky note paper in his brother's hand. He's really not kind.

"Hsu Fu Chi, Xizhilang jelly, popcorn, lollipops, quail eggs, dried mangoes, dried figs, dried bayberry, lobelia, cranberry shakima, crispy wedges, coconut sugar, a lot of fish, dried kiwifruit, shredded charcoal grilled squid."

"Shen Zhishi, where did you know about so many snacks?" Shen Qingjia didn't remember that he had bought these foods at home. He's amazing.

"Our classmates bought it." Shen Zhishi smiled.

"The female classmate bought it for you?" Song Fusheng understood very well this time.

"Brother Sheng, do you often send snacks to the girls you like?" Shen Zhishi's question was really slippery.

Song Fusheng's bony and slender fingers teased his bangs, ignoring the child's problem without a trace.

"That's all, brother will buy it for you."

"Don't buy it! Song Fusheng, I appreciate your kindness. But you can't get used to him like that. "Shen Qingjia is very cute even if he is serious.

Song Fusheng rarely heard Shen Qingjia speak loudly. He turned his face to look at her, and suddenly smiled, "You see, as a sixth-grader, there is not a single typo. Even if you should reward him for this. ”

Song Fusheng really looks good when he laughs. Suddenly, like a night of spring breeze, thousands of trees and pear blossoms bloom.

Shen Qingjia fell into this clean and charming smile, unable to extricate himself.