"Here, your juice."

Song Nanqiao handed the juice in his hand to Zhihua, and a faint smile appeared on his lips.

Zhihua held the juice, she always felt that Song Nanqiao's smile was a little strange, but she couldn't tell where it was strange.

"Thank you, senior."

"A little offended today, if you have anything ...... I can tell you, I'm really sorry. ”

Zhihua bit the straw, she looked at Song Nanqiao cautiously, and there was some fine light in her eyes.

Song Nanqiao: "No thanks. ”

"Senior Song, are you hungry? I'll treat you to lunch. ”

Zhihua said softly, and she touched her stomach.

Well, actually, she's a little hungry.

"I'll invite you, after all, you asked me for the ticket to the haunted house."

Song Nanqiao chuckled, and his eyes flashed with pleasure.

Little girl, it's cute.

"Oh, that's fine."

Zhihua thought for a moment, and then said slowly.

Hmm, that makes sense.

"Like eating something?"

Song Nanqiao took out his mobile phone, searched for surrounding food on his mobile phone, and then turned his head sideways to ask Zhihua.

"Let's eat."

Zhihua bit her lip slightly, she looked sideways at Song Nanqiao, and said slowly.

She felt like she hadn't eaten in days, and of course, the rice she was referring to was rice.

"Yes, there is a Sichuan restaurant around, is it okay?"

Song Nanqiao nodded, and then said slowly.

He wasn't really familiar with the surrounding area, but he looked around the map and knew that there was a place.

Zhihua nodded: "Yes." ”

In fact, she doesn't feel important what she eats, the important thing is to eat with Song Nanqiao.

She wanted to stay with Song Nanqiao for a while.

I guess when I like someone, I think I want to spend a little more time with that person.

The Sichuan restaurant was full of air conditioning, and the room temperature was just right, Zhihua looked at the dishes on the menu, and her face showed a tangled look.

I like this, I like that, I like it a lot, what does she want to do?

Zhihua expressed his special entanglement.

Zhihua looked up at Song Nanqiao.

"What's wrong?"

Song Nanqiao's expression at Shangzhihua, he slightly hooked the corners of his lips.

"Senior, let's do it."

Zhihua pushed the menu in front of Song Nanqiao, and she bit the corner of her lip gently.

It's really tangled, she really wants to eat it, but if she orders too much, she will be embarrassed.

"It's okay, just do it."

Song Nanqiao gently pushed the menu back in front of Zhihua, and he said softly.

"Okay."

Zhihua thought about it for a while, and finally compromised to order food, and she ordered a few dishes at random.

It doesn't seem like that's enough, forget it, that's all.

"Alright, senior."

Zhihua pushed the menu back in front of Song Nanqiao, signaling that he had ordered what he wanted to eat.

"Okay."

Song Nanqiao nodded, and then ordered a few more dishes.

Zhihua's eyes lit up instantly, and she stared at Song Nanqiao with burning eyes, "Senior, order so much, can't you finish eating?" ”

Song Nanqiao ordered all the dishes she liked to eat.

Zhihua felt a little happy, but she didn't expect her taste to be so similar to Song Nanqiao's, and her favorite dishes were the same.

"If you can't finish eating, you can pack it."

Song Nanqiao slightly hooked the corners of his lips, and he said slowly.

The two of them couldn't finish the order, and finally Zhihua packed up and returned to the dormitory.

——

"Eh, how's it going?"

"Tell us the details."

"Eh, so what's the relationship between the two of you now?"

"Did you do what we asked?"

"What is Senior Song's expression?"

"Hurry up, sit here, sit here, and talk to us."

“……”

When Zhihua returned to the dormitory, the other three roommates happened to be there, and they immediately surrounded them and asked about the details of Zhihua.

"Oh, we'll ...... it"

Zhihua said it about once, and she bit her lip gently.

"Nothing else?"

Xu Qingqing glanced at the painting.

How to say it.

It is said that Song Nanqiao is so good and how he is, but who knows if he is a scumbag, right?

She hasn't been in contact with it, Xu Qingqing is still relatively rational.

"It's gone."

"By the way, we went to eat Sichuan food, which I packed back."

Zhihua put a large bag of Sichuan food on the table, and she said slowly.

Xu Qingqing: "......"

Lin Yunsha: "......"

Li Yuan: "......"

What's that?

How many dishes did you order? I packed so much back.

The three of them said they were a little shocked.

"I didn't say to paint, how many dishes did you order?"

The corners of Li Yuan's mouth couldn't help twitching for a while, the Sichuan restaurant dishes on their side are basically small portions, and Zhihua packed so much, how much did they order.

"I ordered a lot, and some dishes were basically untouched."

Zhihua said honestly.

That's true, I ordered too much, and some dishes were sandwiched with chopsticks, and then they didn't move.

“…… Boy. ”

Lin Yunsha really wanted to give Zhihua some food.

"You ordered it? Aren't you afraid that Senior Song will have a bad impression of you? ”

Xu Qingqing silently added.

"No, it's basically Senior Song."

Zhihua shook her head gently, she ordered very few, most of them were ordered by Song Nanqiao, so she didn't have any burden and pressure at all.

The three of them were silent and didn't speak, they opened all the boxes, obviously seeing that the dishes inside were more in line with the taste of Zhihua.

They have known each other for so long and often have dinner together.

"Painting, did you tell Senior Song that you don't eat coriander?"

Xu Qingqing looked sideways at the painting.

Zhihua doesn't eat coriander, but there is it in the dish, and it is acceptable, but it doesn't often go to that dish.

But for this matter, Zhihua didn't bother to say it, or when he played the game, Zhihua said it.

"No, what's wrong?"

Zhihua shook his head lightly and said.

It's not allergies, and there's no particular annoyance.

"There is no coriander in this dish, I remember that these two dishes have coriander."

Xu Qingqing pointed to two of the dishes and said, these two dishes obviously have coriander, but obviously there is no shadow of coriander in this dish at all.

"Really?"

Zhihua flipped through the dishes in the packing box with chopsticks, and then asked slowly.

It seems that there is really no coriander.

"There are only two possibilities for painting, one is that he doesn't eat coriander either, and the other is that he knows you don't eat coriander."

Li Yuan held Zhihua's hand, and she analyzed it reasonably.

If it is the latter, then Zhihua must have a play.

Zhihua blinked slightly, then picked up his phone and sent a message to Song Nanqiao:

[Senior, do you eat coriander? 】

She hugged her mobile phone and looked forward to Song Nanqiao's reply.