Chapter 472: Mian'er, Do You Care That Much?

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Even he didn't realize it, and the voice he asked was a little apprehensive.

Expecting her answer, but also afraid of her answer.

Shu Xiaomian's little face darkened, a little heavy, and he didn't answer his question directly, but said:

"I was hungry, and when I came here just now, I saw that the night stalls on the side of the road were so rich. Would you like me to have a late-night snack? โ€

Is she avoiding the question?

Xi Mushen's eyes were slightly gloomy, but he didn't refuse, and led her out.

Feeling the coldness of her palms, he took off the suit on his body, draped it over her shoulders, and gently instructed:

"Next time you look at the scenery, remember to wear more, otherwise the ceiling in the ward will not look good."

He was like an adult, calm and gentle, tolerant and loving.

Shu Xiaomian grinned at him, pulled him to the side of the night stall, and happily clicked:

"Boss, twenty roasted oysters and two catties of crayfish."

"Okay." The owner is from the empire and very welcoming.

Xi Mushen has the experience of loving Qingdao last time, and he doesn't dare to dislike it this time, but fortunately, it is quite clean here, with a separate small tent, tables and chairs neat.

After he sat down, he raised his eyebrows and looked at Shu Xiaomian who was wiping the table with a tissue opposite:

"The oysters weren't ordered for me, were they?"

"Huh?" For his sudden question, Shu Xiaomian frowned blankly: "Eat together, if you don't like it, you don't have to force it." 20 of them, I can eat them myself. โ€

Xi Mushen smiled, and said in a mocking voice:

"That's good, I thought you weren't satisfied with my man's abilities, so you ordered it for me."

Ahem!

Shu Xiaomian spurted blood!

She forgot that oysters are the most nourishing feast in a man's diet, and what kind of effect does it have......

But she didn't mean that at all! As for eating something, do you tease her?

Shu Xiaomian blushed and rolled her eyes, unwillingly scolding him:

"When you say that, I remember, as if you should have eaten more.

Boss, add 20 more oysters. โ€

Xi Mushen: "......"

Little woman, have you learned to bite back?

He locked his doting and deep gaze on her, and said with a smile: "Since you think so, I'll eat more in a while, and we'll fight hard when we go back." โ€

Shu Xiaomian cried.

Is she shooting herself in the foot?

Regretting.

Soon, the boss came up with a large stack of oysters and smiled enthusiastically:

"Miss, your oysters. I ordered a lot, I sent 4 more. โ€

Shu Xiaomian's face stiffened, and the shadow area in her heart was as much as 10,000 square meters:

"Thank you...... Thank you to the owner. โ€

"No thanks, the crayfish has been burned for a long time, you eat it first." The boss said hello and turned to leave.

Shu Xiaomian looked at Xi Mushen embarrassedly, her eyes helpless:

"What should I do if I can't finish eating so many oysters?"

Xi Mushen knew that she was because she ordered so much in one breath, and she was afraid of wasting it if she couldn't finish eating, and she would blame herself.

took the disposable chopsticks and opened them, handed them to her, and comforted her softly:

"It's okay, you can eat as much as you want, and if you can't finish eating, you can pack it to Subei, maybe he also needs to make up for it."

[Su Bei cried and chirped: Ninth Master, in order to comfort Miss Shu, drag me into the water, won't your conscience hurt? ] ใ€‘

When Shu Xiaomian heard this, she was happy, and immediately divided fifteen to the side:

"Well, Subei is very hard to follow you, such a delicious thing, you must bring it to him."

[Su Bei cried again: Miss Shu, didn't you give it to me because you couldn't finish it? ] Why is it so noble? ใ€‘

Evening breeze, sea view, good food......

It's really a great pleasure in life.

Shu Xiaomian ate happily.

Xi Mushen was worried about things in his heart, ate two, swept Shu Xiaomian's heartless little face, and asked casually but carelessly:

"What the hell do you think about that?"