Chapter 642: I'll Give You a Momoda
Jiang Zhushan held on to the stairs, and her mind suddenly became confused.
She remembered that she dreamed last night that she seemed to see Song Shi, and she also dreamed of kissing him.
It wasn't a pretty dream, though.
Because he seemed to have choked her wrist, and almost didn't break her hand.
Thinking of this, the girl raised her hand and glanced at her wrist, and after finding the faintly visible red marks on it, her apricot eyes widened a little.
Isn't the dream real?!
There was a nice smell of breakfast downstairs.
Someone?!
She went downstairs, feeling the red marks on her wrists, and as she lifted her feet, she searched for the smell
After Song Shi's tall and sturdy back fell into sight, Jiang Zhushan hurriedly quickened her pace, she walked to the restaurant, looked at the man sitting at the table and ate slowly, her red lips opened and closed: "Mr. Song, this is your home?" ”
The man ate to himself and did not speak.
The girl asked, "Why am I at your house?" ”
He still ignored her.
Jiang Zhushan, ""
Although she felt that this man was really boring and didn't say anything, she didn't think it was strange, Song Shi had always been like this, and he didn't say much.
As long as he feels that he doesn't need to answer a question, no matter how important it is to others, he will not pay attention.
It's just that
She watched him eat breakfast, and suddenly felt that she was also hungry, and besides, she had taken her to his house, why was breakfast only prepared for one person?
The girl walked up to the man, bent down to look at the food on his plate, then looked at the man's face, and said with a smile: "Mr. Song, do you have anything to eat for breakfast at home?" I am hungry. ”
Song Shi stopped eating and turned his head to look at her: "Hungry?" ”
Hearing that he finally spoke to herself, the girl nodded vigorously: "Mmmm, I'm so hungry, I was drunk yesterday, and now I feel that my stomach is empty, and it is very uncomfortable." ”
Who knew that the man answered: "The door is there, go out to buy something to eat." ”
Jiang Zhushan, ""
She pouted unhappily and glanced in the direction of the kitchen again, before finally falling on the man's face: "Don't you have one?" ”
"Yes, but why should I give it to you?"
The girl sighed lightly and reasoned with him: "Mr. Song, you said that you are so good, you brought me back from the bar yesterday, and let me sleep in your room so intimately, and you are also very decent and gentlemanly did not take advantage of me, why can't you give me a meal?" People say to send Buddha to the West."
Song Shi didn't buy it at all, and said coldly: "Now, go out." ”
Jiang Zhushan pursed her lips, snorted lightly, looked at the man and said, "I just want to eat something, and I have stomach problems, and I will get sick if I don't eat for a long time." ”
After saying this, she looked at him cautiously, and saw that he still had a cold face and did not react, and she said again: "It's a big deal, I'll spend money to buy it, how much is your breakfast, you make me a portion, and I'll give you money." ”
"I'm short of money?"
Well, he is not lacking.
The girl thought for a while, and then said, "Then if you don't want money, I can exchange it with you in other ways." ”
"For example?"
Jiang Zhushan tilted her head and thought about it, then put her elbow on the dining table, put her little hand against her chin, winked at the man and smirked: "For example, you make me a breakfast, and I'll give you one." ”
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