Bu Yanxi's heart moved, but she looked at her helplessly, "...... What kind of nonsense do you have in your head? ”

"Let's just talk about it."

The restaurant is all about some well-made home-cooked dishes, with long-boiled scallion oil sprinkled on a tender and sweet steamed chicken, served with two tablespoons of oil, half a tablespoon of chicken broth and ginger slices.

Jiang Wuwu swallowed saliva so much that he coveted it, but thinking of his determination to lose weight, he had to drink clear soup to satisfy his hunger.

Bu Yanxi was a little unate, and her mind was full of what she had just said.

Like......

Yes, definitely.

It's just that......

Every time they don't say a few words, they can't help but quarrel, how to start?

Besides, what if he didn't mean it?

Although Jiang Wuwu is right, people like him ...... There is no shortage of suitors for love.

- became the school grass of Ling Zhong, and there were many girls chasing him, and he was very popular.

Yi Shihan's words flashed through her mind appropriately, and she suddenly put down her chopsticks and covered her forehead with some distress.

This large-scale move made the boys around him look sideways.

Jiang Wuwu glanced at her puzzled, "What's wrong?" Do you have an upset head? ”

"Nope." Bu Yanxi picked up the chopsticks and poked the chicken indiscriminately, "It's just a little bit that I can't eat, I can't eat, I can't eat, I can't eat, and I say important things three times." ”

“…… Waste of food. Jiang Wuwu didn't think much about it, and cast a contemptuous look.

The boy looked at her calmly for a while, but did not speak.

After eating, Jiang Wuwu went back, but before leaving, he gave her a vague look, signaling her to take advantage of the opportunity.

"Is that a souvenir shop?"

Suddenly, the boy who had been silent broke the atmosphere of speechlessness.

"Ah, yes." The girl who was immersed in her thoughts suddenly came to her senses and followed the topic, "There are some daily necessities engraved with the school logo, do you want to take a look?" ”

"Hmm."

Then the two of them fell silent again.

There were small lamps in the dazzling windows, and the crystal balls on the shelves glittered his eyes, as unpredictable as the wind.

The girls who entered the store behind them had their eyes wide open, and they didn't know what they were talking about.

But it goes without saying that the central idea is nothing more than words like "this man is so handsome".

Suddenly, there was some hypocritical thinking.

Looking at the boy's beautiful side face when he seriously weighed the ornaments, Bu Yanxi plucked up his courage slightly, and opened his lips hesitantly, "Jet'......"

Jet'aimebien.

However, as soon as a monosyllable similar to "hot" tongue curl was pronounced, the subsequent pronunciation automatically disappeared into the boy's gaze.

There seemed to be some surprise or hesitation in his eyes, and then he looked directly at her and asked, "What?" ”

It seemed that the impulse to say this sentence was only for a second just now, and almost instantly, Bu Yanxi lost the courage to look at him, and lowered his head sneeringly, "It's nothing." ”

The white light reflected on her slightly drooping eyebrows, glowing with a few wisps of unexplained redness.

Ming Yuyan paused, then put the music box he was playing with back on the shelf, and said casually, "When I came here just now, I saw that the night view here was very beautiful, can you take me a photo?" ”

With a sigh of relief in her heart, mixed with mixed feelings of loss, Bu Yanxi nodded, "Okay, then let's go." ”