"What?" the young man opposite looked up at her and asked calmly.
Hearing the speech, Shen Wanqing quickly shook his head: "nothing... Nothing..."
The two men were silent and ate without saying a word.
Shen Wanqing bit his chopsticks, raised his eyes from time to time and secretly observed the handsome young man in front of him.
His long eyelashes hung low, thick and half covered his dark pupils. The deep and delicate eyebrows and eyes, the bridge of the nose is high, the lips are bright red and moist, and the beautiful ink painting is like a beautiful young master Qingjun.
The hands were cold and white, holding light colored chopsticks, with slender fingers, distinct bones and beautiful shapes.
Shen Wanqing clearly remembered that the cold temperature of those big hands had touched her waist.
Suddenly uncontrollably in her mind, she remembered some limited pictures. She coughed a few times to ease her embarrassment.
Chengyuan raised his eyes and looked at her. Shen Wanqing hurriedly said, "how about the food? Does it suit your appetite?"
"Yes." Cheng Yuan nodded slightly.
"Xiaoxi's Vinegar shredded potato is delicious. Try it." Shen Wanqing took a chopstick and put the shredded potato in Chengyuan's bowl.
Chengyuan nodded, "OK."
Looking at the young man eating obediently in front of him, Shen Wanqing bit his chopsticks and thought thoughtfully. He was not picky about food at all!
Last time I ate hot pot, I ate everything. This time I ate everything.
Shen Wanqing finally summarized that it should be very good to support!
She took a bite of the rice and nibbled at sweet and sour ribs while tangled and secretly aiming at Chengyuan.
This time, he was caught stealing. The young man coldly carried his long eyelashes, and the dark pupils looked into her eyes.
Chengyuan put down his chopsticks and slowly sipped his thin and beautiful lips, outlining a shallow arc.
He asked gently and calmly, "what's the matter? What do you want to say to me?"
Shen Wanqing, who was caught and questioned on the spot, was stunned. The chopsticks in his hand almost fell off.
She looked at each other's dark pupils and suddenly counselled. Should she plan to settle accounts after autumn?
Thinking about it, Shen Wanqing quickly stood up, smiled awkwardly and said, "nothing, nothing, just... Just... Yes, milk! I just want to ask you whether you drink wangzi milk."
Inadvertently, Shen Wanqing caught a glimpse of the refrigerator as if he had seen the Savior.
The young man's eyes flashed gently over her face, and then lowered his eyes. She didn't know if it was Shen Wanqing's illusion. She seemed to see the other party smile.
Chengyuan rubbed the edge of the porcelain bowl with his fingertips, "OK."
Shen Wanqing, like an amnesty, hurried to the refrigerator and took out two cans of wangzi milk. One was given to Chengyuan and the other was held by her and said, "I... I'll get it to Xiaoxi."
"Yes."
Shen Wanqing opened the door and came to Su Xiaoxi's bedroom. The other party had already been lying in bed, blowing the air conditioner and watching TV dramas, while she was in deep water outside.
Seeing Shen Wanqing coming in, Su Xiaoxi was still a little surprised, "why did you come in so soon? What about Mr. Cheng, is it difficult to go back?"
"No, I'm still eating." Shen Wanqing came over and put wangzi's milk next to Su Xiaoxi. "I'll bring you a can of wangzi's milk and catch your breath."
Su Xiaoxi took wangzi milk. While driving wangzi milk and listening to Shen Wanqing's words, she couldn't help laughing and said, "why, it's suffocating for you to stay with Mr. Cheng? Who said he was your future boyfriend before? Now she's going to give up?"