Song Xingran: "......" @#¥%!

mmp。

This man flirts with her again?

How can you be so foul.

Looking at the handsome face that was close at hand, Song Xingran was stunned, and blushed without any interest.

Then he ducked back.

Sensing her small move, Lu Qingchen's eyes dimmed, and he handed her the bag in his hand.

"Aunt Fang did it."

He said it succinctly, but Song Xingran reacted immediately.

She opened the bag and looked at it.

Sweet and sour carp, braised elbow, and abalone porridge.

Aunt Fang's dishes have always been full of color, flavor and flavor, and she can drool when she looks at it.

Song Xingran raised his head and looked at him: "For me?" ”

Lu Qingchen didn't deny it, just stood in front of her and looked at him.

Boring.

I haven't seen him for four years, and this man is really getting more and more boring.

When the temper is big, I don't talk about it, and I talk less and less.

Although it was nice for him to stand here, she was under a lot of pressure to stand in front of her like this.

"Do you want to sit ......?"

Before he finished speaking, he was suffocated by Song Xingran.

She forgot that this man has a serious cleanliness habit, and this bench has been sat on by many people, so he should dislike it.

Who knows, Lu Qingchen took a step on his long legs and sat beside her with a blank face.

He didn't look out of the ordinary, just frowned slightly.

Song Xingran was shocked!

The hand holding the chopsticks froze directly.

Is his cleanliness fetish?

Before Song Xingran could recover from the shock, she saw Lu Qingchen open the food box and help her hold it.

Motioned for her to eat.

His expression was as cold as usual, and there was no expression on his angular handsome face.

Not gentle at all.

Song Xingran picked up the chopsticks, took a piece of fish meat, and put it in his mouth.

Song someone, who had long been so hungry that his chest was close to his back, ate with relish, and at the end, he didn't forget to bite the head of his chopsticks.

"No bites."

Lu Qingchen's deep and powerful voice sounded, showing the displeasure of his master.

His eyes were gloomy and fierce.

Song Xingran's body was stunned, as if he had thought of something, and his bright eyes dimmed.

She slowly took out her chopsticks, like a schoolboy making a mistake, and lowered her head.

Eat silently.

All of a sudden, it became well-behaved.

Song Xingran has a little habit.

I like to bite chopsticks when I eat.

This habit, if it is placed in the circle of celebrities in the imperial capital, it is a bad habit.

It will be laughed at, and it will be preached by the elders.

Song Yunqing had said that Song Xing had dyed many times before, but it was useless.

Later, after Song Xingran and Lu Qingchen were together.

Whenever Song Xingran bit the chopsticks, Lu Qingchen would say this.

Others have said countless useless words, but they came to Lu Qingchen, and they worked more and more every time.

Song Xingran's friends around her all know that she is not afraid of heaven and earth, but she is only afraid of one Lu Qingchen.

In the past, Song Xingran listened to Lu Qingchen's words very much.

Every time he murdered her, he would kiss her after eating.

It's a reward for her obedience.

Therefore, Song Xingran's habit has long been changed.

But after four years of separation, somehow, bad habits returned.

Song Xingran lowered his eyes and stared at the dishes in the box, suddenly feeling bored.

She looked up at him, her eyes wet, "I don't want to eat." ”

Lu Qingchen's eyes sank, and he put down the things in his hand.

Suddenly, the slender and beautiful hand pinched her small chin and kissed it.

Song Xingran: ......

The familiar breath hit her face, causing her to stiffen.

The scenes of the past echoed in my mind, and it was extremely clear.

It has always been hidden in my heart and never forgotten.