Madam, president loves you secrectly

Just like when I was a child, I kept pestering him behind his back and talking.

"No."

Jun Xiao walked quickly and his tone was calm.

"Yes, brother Junxiao, you can't tell others, but you can tell me. I promise you, I won't tell."

"That's not necessary."

Song Manxi followed him with some difficulty: "brother Junxiao, why don't you even believe me?"

Young Jun Xiao slowed down his pace: "I don't believe you."

"If you don't tell me, you just don't believe me."

"There is a reason not to tell nature."

"Then you say, say your reason."

A group of black crows flew by on Junxiao's head, and she was unexpectedly circled back by the girl. It's really.

"No reason."

"What is no reason? It's like eating. You eat because you're hungry."

What a ghost metaphor.

In this way, you asked me and answered, and went all the way to the spicy hot stall in a night market.

Song Manxi smelled the fragrance that floated far away. He also remembered that he didn't eat anything now, and his stomach shouted twice.

Jun Xiao standing on one side, although his face was expressionless, he must have heard it.

Suddenly, her face turned crimson.

"Look what you want to eat. Take that basket and choose it. Then let the boss add soup."

Does he want to eat alone?

She took his hand and looked at him with the meaning of "you can't leave me here alone".

"You eat first. I just feel a little thirsty. Go and buy water. If you want, give me my share."

It turned out to be so. With his answer, song Manxi gradually released his hand and went to order something with great interest.

Jun Xiao looked at her around the stall and pointed at the boss. He really felt a little headache.

When he came back from buying two bottles of water, song Manxi was already sitting on a small log table and eating.

Holding a string in one hand, he bit hard.

Seeing him back, he immediately pushed his big plate in front of him.

Yes, it's a whole plate.

Jun Xiao looked at the things in front of him and couldn't help but smoke.

"Brother Junxiao, I tell you, this meatball is really delicious, and this sliced, this dish is very delicious. I also asked the boss to add some cumin powder."

"You try."

Song Manxi swallowed the last round of meat and began to hold his head and look up at him.

Seeing that he didn't move, I couldn't help urging him.

"Try it."

Jun Xiao was staring at her tightly. He couldn't help but sat down opposite her and handed her another bottle of unopened water in his hand.

Took a bunch and took a bite.

Not bad.

Song Manxi saw him eat: "how about it? Is it delicious? I specially asked the boss not to add so spicy. I know you don't eat spicy. You were like this when you were a child."

And looked at him with a proud look.

"Yes."

Jun Xiao replied in a low voice. Anyway, he hasn't had dinner yet.

Song Manxi felt thirsty, so he took the bottle of water Jun Xiao gave her with his oily hand and wanted to open the bottle cap.

The bottle almost fell to the ground with a stroke in his hand.

"I'll come."

"OK." Song Manxi obediently handed the bottle back to him.

Jun Xiao saw that her hands were so oily. He reluctantly took a paper towel. He took the bottle in his left hand and wiped the oil stains on the bottle cap in his right hand.