The male god pretends to be deep, 100 misses

Chapter 289 300: Memories ([-])

"Ok!"

She nodded heavily, and only hoped that Jun Xiao could leave as soon as possible to give herself a chance to breathe.

The feeling of being caught on the spot after doing something bad is too uncomfortable.

Jun Xiao put away the notebook expressionlessly, bowed his head politely, and left the table where Song Manxi was.

Into the back kitchen.

Only then did Song Manxi dare to let out a heavy breath.

With the help of brother Jun Lin, she knew that Jun Xiao worked in this restaurant, and she also knew that he had left Jun's house now.

His studies were also suspended, and he didn't practice the piano any more. I always felt that he was very decadent like this.

I just wanted to help him.

But according to his attitude in front of Brother Junlin that day, she really didn't know if she could persuade him.

Soon, the restaurant brought out the dishes she ordered, and Jun Xiao put them on the table one by one.

A full five plates were placed.

Every plate is full of dishes.

Song Manxi was a little stunned, did she live so much?

After putting the last plate of mushroom and fungus soup on the table, Jun Xiao still kept that "I don't know you" expression.

"Miss, all the dishes you want are served, I wish you a pleasant meal."

He completely regarded this as his job, which is not wrong in fact.

But Song Manxi didn't think he didn't find her.

Just when he was about to leave again, she didn't know where her courage came from.

Called his name.

"Brother Jun Xiao."

The person who was about to leave stopped in his footsteps, and his eyes flickered like ice.

Seeing him stop, Song Manxi mustered up a lot of courage and looked him squarely.

"I ordered a bit too much. I'm afraid I can't finish it all by myself. Can you accompany me to eat together?"

"It's working time now, we have a rule, no eating."

"That's okay, I can wait for you to get off work, and we can go out to eat together after get off work."

Song Manxi was a little nervous when he spoke, because he hadn't seen him for seven years, and that little, soft brother Jun Xiao had already turned into a teenager.

"I have to go home after get off work. If you really want someone to come and eat with you, you can ask Junlin to come over."

"But, brother Junlin is now a third-year student in high school, and he does a lot of make-up lessons, so he can't always spend time with me."

Jun Xiao raised his hand and rubbed the space between his tired brows, and he turned to look at her after the soreness subsided a bit.

As soon as it came into my eyes, I was startled.

Her eyes were full of eager anticipation and hope.

It was a look of extreme grievance and pleading.

In the end, he softened: "Okay, then you wait for me to get off work, and I will take you to eat with me after get off work. However, it is street food. If you are not used to eating it, forget it."

"No, no, get used to it, get used to it."

Seeing that he agreed, Song Manxi didn't want him to go back on his word, so he waved his hand immediately, showing a happy smile.

"When I was at my grandma's house, I occasionally got hungry, and I would also eat street food. I like it very much."

Seeing her smile, Jun Xiao's expression also slowed down a bit.

"What about you?"

"No more." Song Manxi replied firmly.

"Wouldn't it be a waste not to eat?"

"Uh, it's okay, you can give it to other people in the restaurant, I won't eat it."

As he spoke, he carried a plate of dishes and walked towards the table where someone was sitting, talking and laughing, saying that he thanked everyone for their support and the extra dishes given by the restaurant.

(End of this chapter)