Chapter 9: Two Parallel Lines of Perfection
For some reason, both of them walked very slowly.
The barefoot boy raised his head, tilted to the side, looked at the cool night, and sighed with emotion at a glance.
Miss 〇 lowered her head, looked at her toes, and thought about the little Jiujiu in her heart, hoping that the barefoot boy would be able to say those words quickly.
The cool breeze of the night blew gently, and the barefoot boy smelled the faint fragrance wafting from Miss 〇.
He rubbed his nose and sneezed.
"What's wrong?" Miss 〇 raised her head, looked at the barefoot boy, and asked with a little concern.
"Are you concerned about me?" The barefoot boy chuckled softly and reached out and scratched the back of his head.
"What do you think?" Miss 〇 waved her hand and turned her head.
"Really? Right. The barefoot boy said uncertainly.
"No, it's not." Miss 〇 laughed and said.
"Why is that?" The barefoot boy looked at Miss 〇 and asked.
"I'm afraid that if you catch a cold, you won't invite me to dinner then, just like that, the cooked duck flies...... In that case, it would be a pity. Miss 〇 said as a matter of course.
"Uh......" The barefoot boy was momentarily speechless.
I knew it was like this, and it wasn't the first time anyway, so I got used to it.
But then again, this is Miss 〇, if not, then Miss 〇 is not Miss 〇.
The barefoot boy thought, lowered his head, and silently followed Miss 〇's rhythm.
Miss 〇 looked at the barefoot boy who bowed his head and said nothing, and couldn't help but think:
Did I hit him like that?
Probably not.
After all, it's not once or twice, and I think he must have developed antibodies.
Before they knew it, the two of them had walked to the edge of the town's block, and there were no street lights in front of them.
But in the faint night, you can still see a light gray road winding out of the town.
"Oops, that's bad." The barefoot boy patted his head lightly and said.
"What's wrong?" Miss 〇 asked with a little curiosity, but she guessed in her heart.
This product can't be something that wants to use a postcard but forgets to get a postcard!
Well, quite possibly.
After all, at that time......
"Look, it's all here, how can I invite you to dinner?" The barefoot boy shrugged and said.
"I ......" Miss 〇 suddenly exploded.
I'll go, I'll go all the way with you, and I won't talk about eating, isn't it just to hint at you?
But what's all that you're putting in your head?!
Eat, eat your sister!
Are you sure you're really okay with your brain?
Is it a simple matter of eating? ……
No, hold back, well, hold back, you can't get angry, you can't collapse your personality.
Miss 〇 finally calmed down and whispered, "It's okay, it's okay, just eat a little, after all, the important thing is not to eat, but to ......"
Miss stopped abruptly at this point, thinking: I've said everything I have said, now you elm head should understand what I mean!
If I imply that you don't even understand what I mean, and don't express it properly, then you're going to die!
It's just that what Miss 〇 doesn't know is that the barefoot boy at this moment doesn't have such a mind at all.
What he thought was: this is probably the "Last Supper", how can such a commemorative dinner be casual?
So he said, "How can you be casual? It can't be casual! By the way, what do you want to eat? ”
This......
I suspect that you Wen Jiandong is really a fool, right?
How could I ...... Alas!
Miss sighed inwardly, she had given up completely.
Maybe the more I hint, the more misunderstood this thing will become......
Looks like I should think about another way.
Thinking of this, Miss 〇 said weakly: "Rice noodles, I want to eat rice noodles!" ”
"Rice noodles?" The barefoot boy looked around and asked, "Where do you want to eat?" ”
"Uh......" Miss 〇 was completely speechless now.
You're in for dinner!
Don't you even choose a place?
Forget it, forget it.
Alas, how nervous I was to get this outstanding!
Miss 〇 sighed lightly, pointed to a small noodle restaurant that was still open, and said, "That's it, I remember being there a few times, and the rice noodles are delicious." ”
"Okay, that's it." The barefoot boy nodded.
The two approached the small powder hall together.
Seeing the two coming, the proprietress greeted warmly, "Handsome guy, beauty, what do you want to eat?" ”
"Well, bring me a bowl of rice noodles." Miss 〇 whispered, then turned to look at the barefoot boy and asked, "What about you?" What do you want to eat? ”
"I ...... I'll forget it, I'll just wait for you. The barefoot boy thought for a moment and said.
"Aren't you hungry?" Miss 〇 asked.
"Not hungry." The barefoot boy replied.
On the side, the proprietress saw this and said with a smile, "Okay, a bowl of rice noodles, handsome guys and beauties go in and sit, wait a minute." ”
"Okay." Miss 〇 said softly.
Then the two walked into the small powder hall together.