The host is charming and charming

Chapter 156 The Sick Junior Begged Me to Coax Him Again (39)

Almost everyone who went camping together this time could tell later that the relationship between Song Yan and Zhaoge was unusual.

Compared to the love affair between Song Junzhe and Leng Li, the interaction between Zhaoge and Song Yan is even more dazzling.

Before Zhaoge agreed, Song Yan still restrained himself.

Until he was promoted to be a genuine boyfriend, his every move seemed to be a generous show of affection.

Let Xia Yu, who has a girlfriend, say that he ate dog food.

Two days and one night of camping, unconsciously changed a lot of things.

But the most rewarding one was Song Yan.

Not only did the relationship with Song Junzhe officially break the ice, but he also embraced the beauty.

On this day, in the supermarket, Zhao Ge was comparing two boxes of curry paste in the condiment section.

On the other side of the aisle, several high school boys sneaked and pushed each other.

"You go."

"No, no, I'm sorry, you should go."

"You're handsome, so you're more likely to be on WeChat. Didn't you say you like pretty big sisters? This is like a fairy, if you don't go, you'll miss it!"

Facing his friend's painstaking persuasion, the boy was a little tangled for a while.

"Please let it go."

This is, a deep voice suddenly sounded behind him, the words sounded polite, but the tone was not so good.

The two of them were already a little guilty, so they quickly stepped aside.

Song Yan glanced at them, pushed the cart, and walked towards Zhaoge with long legs.

Seeing him stop beside the beautiful sister, and the beautiful sister naturally put a box of things in the cart, the two who wanted WeChat suddenly realized.

Are the two a couple? !
What about their conversation just now...
One of them rubbed his arms and muttered:

"No wonder, I said that when that person passed by just now, I felt so cold."

On the other side, Zhaoge didn't notice the movement in the distance, never heard Song Yan speak, and looked at him curiously.

Song Yan put one hand in his pocket and propped his hand casually on the cart, skillfully blocking the sight of Zhaoge from the two people behind him.

Seeing Zhaoge looking over, he tilted his head slightly, moved over and said, "Leave it to me to buy vegetables next time. Your charm is too great, and it's very stressful for me to go out with you."

Zhaoge glanced sideways behind Song Yan, and the two young boys saw her look over, blushing slightly and walked away quickly.

The two looked like high school students, and their bodies were full of youthful vigor unique to teenagers.

She raised her eyebrows, looked back at Song Yan's unhappy handsome face, and said with a light smile:

"You can also eat children's vinegar, Song Yan, are you a big jealous?"

Song Yan didn't speak, but silently protested in his heart.

You can't underestimate these little boys, the type of Zhaoge is the most attractive to little boys.

"Besides, didn't you say you wanted to experience the feeling of two people shopping in the supermarket together? Now you're not happy anymore?"

Across the cart, Zhao Ge patted his head slightly, and said with a smile.

Song Yan coughed lightly, and quickly pulled Zhaoge's hand down, but he was reluctant to let go.

He smiled helplessly, "Sister, at least give me some face outside."

"Oh? Don't let me touch it..."

Zhaoge shrugged pretending to be regretful, "Okay, then I won't touch it anymore."

She took two steps forward along the merchandise shelf, Song Yan thought about it on the spot, did Zhao Ge say that she would stop touching it in the future?
He pushed the cart and walked quickly to her side, and said something that even he couldn't think of, "Then touch it, touch it whenever you want, touch it wherever you want..."

"Song Yan!"

Zhaoge looked around, quickly covered his mouth, blushed and said coquettishly, "Don't talk nonsense."

After returning home, Zhaoge went to work in the kitchen.

Today, she plans to show off her talents and impress Song Yan.

Why would she want to show off her cooking skills?It was mainly because the meal that Song Yan cooked last time aroused her desire to win.

She really didn't expect that Song Yan not only could cook, but also cook so deliciously.

When chatting with Song Yan, the other party just smiled and didn't say much.

Song Yan is not a complaining character, he is used to keeping many things in his heart.

With Song Yan's family conditions, there is no need to cook by himself.

Song Yan seldom eats take-out, and cooking is not his hobby. He can do this because he cooks too much and gets used to it.

It is conceivable how lonely he has lived by himself in the past few years.

Song Yan changed into a set of comfortable home clothes, and when he saw the figure in the kitchen, his thoughts moved slightly, and he walked slowly into the kitchen.

Zhaoge had just prepared a pot of curry soup, and was about to cut some fruit. Just as he picked up the fruit knife, Song Yan walked in.

After the other party washed his hands, he took the knife in her hand and said:

"It's better for me to do it, the hands of great painters should avoid these dangerous things."

Zhaoge handed over the knife in his hand, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, "How can you be so delicate..."

With a "click", the apple was cut into pieces, Song Yan removed the core, and handed a piece to Zhaoge.

"In the future, these things will be done by me."

There was a crisp chewing sound, and the apple was very sweet, which was somewhat inferior to Song Yan's sweet talk.

She carefully stared at Song Yan's side face, and commented politely: "As expected, the man who works hard is the most handsome."

Song Yan moved slightly, and looked over at Zhao Zhaoge.

His ears were reddish, and he felt a little emotional in his heart.

It's not that he hasn't heard this sentence before, but he has never felt it more, and it even feels very flat.

But from Zhaoge's mouth...
Crimson quietly climbed behind Song Yan's ear, showing the throbbing in his heart.

He was very shy in his heart, but he didn't react on his face, mainly because he was afraid that Zhaoge would make fun of him and he couldn't help flirting.

Zhao Ge stirred the curry soup in the pot, and a little golden soup jumped out.

She looked at the soup on the back of her hand, added a little more water to the pot, and went to the sink to wash her hands.

Washing and washing, a pair of big hands will stir together.

Song Yan leaned over silently, and wrapped his hands around her waist. Both hands, one big and one small, intertwined and rubbed together under the faucet.

At first, wash your hands really seriously.

Song Yan helped her wash her hands very seriously, and the white and fat hands looked like works of art under the water.

It's so beautiful, so beautiful that Song Yan can't take his eyes off it.

The cold water falls, very cool, can be washed, the temperature of the back of the hand and the palm of the hand rises one after another.

The water flow is small, but it is also a waste of water.

Zhaoge turned his head slightly in Song Yan's arms inconveniently, "Song Yan..."

Turning around, Song Yan kissed her lips precisely.

The cold feeling in his hand disappeared, Song Yan raised his hand to turn off the water, and pulled away from his body a little.

Zhaoge subconsciously turned around, wanting to have a good argument with Song Yan who took advantage of her.

But as soon as she turned around, Song Yan pressed down on her, and did not forget to protect her waist with his hands during the process, encircling her in his arms.

(End of this chapter)