took the bus to the restaurant agreed with Wang Zihao, and it was still a little early, so He Mengjie walked around the street outside the restaurant.

Passing by a small gift shop, she saw that the kitty cat inside was very cute, she couldn't help but think of Wen Tingyulai, gritted her teeth and went in to buy one. Carefully asked the clerk to wrap it in wrapping paper, and she looked forward to how happy Wen Tingyu would be to see this gift tomorrow.

Back in the dining room, I went in and sat down by the window. This is a Chinese restaurant, the style is good, the window seats are high-backed benches, blocking the front and back of the view, naturally isolating a separate space for diners. He Mengjie looked at the decoration of the restaurant for a while, and then heard an energetic voice: "He Mengjie! ”

He Mengjie turned her head and saw Wang Zihao's youthful and energetic face. Instead of wearing the shirt and trousers he imagined, he wore a tracksuit today. Because of his tall stature, he looks more sunny, like the kind of handsome guy who has just come off the basketball court and can charm a large number of girls.

He Mengjie smiled at him, and for some reason, he unconsciously grafted his sportswear onto Wen Xuan's body in his mind. Think about it, if Wen Xuan wore this kind of clothes, it would probably be ridiculous. Thinking of this, she couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Wang Zihao's face was full of puzzlement, and he looked down at his clothes: "What?" I changed it for today's dinner, isn't it? ”

He Mengjie hurriedly shook her head: "No, no, it's good, it's much more handsome than the old-fashioned clothes you wore when you went to work." ”

Wang Zihao's face was suddenly full of joy, he sat down opposite He Mengjie and explained: "No way, the nature of our work is different, so we have to be solemn and serious, you know!" ”

He Mengjie was even more happy: "You king slug, no matter how solemn you are, you are still a king slug!" She remembered the way he had been when he was a child.

Wang Zihao suddenly made a bitter face: "I said He Mengjie, can you not always use the word slug?" ”

He Mengjie couldn't help laughing, reached out and patted him on the shoulder: "Okay, okay, don't mention it." You're a handsome guy now, how can I spoil your 'glorious image', right? If you have a girlfriend, you must show it to me, I promise, I promise I won't tell her that you used to have a nickname called Dawang-ah! ”

Before she finished her words, her wrist was suddenly pinched by Wang Zihao, and she couldn't help but snort softly.

Wang Zihao's eyes glowed with a strange light, and there was a bad smile on his face that He Mengjie had never seen before: "If you say it again, I'm going to bite!" His hand was very strong, and he raised He Mengjie's hand to his lips.

He Mengjie's face suddenly turned red, how could this kind of joke between men and women feel so ambiguous......

She hurriedly begged for mercy: "Okay, okay, I won't talk about it, that ...... Let's order. As soon as she finished speaking, she waved to the waiter with her free hand.

Wang Zihao looked at her meaningfully, and slowly let go of the hand holding her wrist.

The waiter came to order, and He Mengjie ordered a few with her memory. Wang Zihao smiled and said, "Do you remember that I love green peppers and eggplants? ”

He Mengjie smiled: "Of course, every time I burned eggplant at home, you refused to leave, and I knew that you liked to eat eggplant." ”