Sweetheart,Come Back!

Rongxun's aura is too strong. Anyin would rather sit in the back row with the trunk than sit beside him.

Rongxun looked up at her in the rearview mirror. He didn't say anything and released the brake.

No words all the way.

The military jeep drove out of Qin's house and stopped at the door of an old tea restaurant.

"Soup bag, how about it?" Rongxun didn't get out of the car. He held the steering wheel in one hand and folded it on the window frame with the other hand. He sat at random. He looked up from the rearview mirror and looked at the sound of the back seat.

"What?" An Yin raised her head and met him in the mirror.

His eyes under the brim of his hat were deep and cold.

Rong Xun glanced at the bun shop beside his eyes.

Anyin turns to see the steamed bun shop next to her, and then smells the smell of steamed buns. Then she responds that he is asking her whether to eat soup dumplings.

"I'm not picky."

"Get out of the car." Rongxun untied the seat belt,

without squatting in the corner of a wall with hunger, an Yinchang breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly untied the seat belt, opened the door and got out of the car.

The steamed bun shop opens at five.

But at this time, most of the people on the evening shift come to eat, so there are not many guests.

Before an Yin's life, there were two points and one line.

School, Qin house.

Usually in the morning to give Qin Jian Jinpeng and uncle Fu breakfast, rarely eat out.

This is the first time I've come to this old shop.

Rong Xun sat down in a seat by the window, two bowls of chicken soup and two cages of fresh meat

An Yin sat down opposite Rongxun and looked around. The shop and the tables and chairs were old but clean, giving people a nostalgic and comfortable feeling.

"How often do you come?"

"I used to come before I was a soldier."

Due to the shortage of people, steamed stuffed buns and chicken soup came up quickly.

Rong Xun handed the chopsticks to an Yin and put a soup bag into her plate. "Be careful of the hot juice."

Anyin slightly cool soup bag, careful bite, soup immediately gush out, mouth full of strong fragrance.

"It's delicious."

Rong Xun saw that an Yin was eating happily. There was more softness in his cold black serious eyes. He conveniently put another steamed stuffed bun into an Yin dish. "Registration started at nine o'clock. There was plenty of time to eat slowly."

“……”

You know, sign up at nine and call her up at six?

Next, an Yin quickly found that when he entered the door, the still cold and quiet steamed stuffed bun shop had no place just after seven o'clock.

People waiting to buy steamed stuffed buns came to the corner of the street ahead.

"It's a good thing we're here early, or there's no place to sit." Anyin is happy.

Rongxun did not lift his eyelids and ate his own steamed stuffed bun.

This shop, if you want to sit and eat, you have to arrive before 6:45.

An Yin saw a soft nail, some angry, continue to eat their own breakfast.

"Let's be small. It's rare." A cold woman's voice sounded from behind.

An Yin turns her head.

The woman who came to their table was in her twenties. She was tall and tall, with black shirt and black leather shorts. She was not fat, but her curve was concave and convex. She was very sexy and hot.

Tie a very high horsetail, melon seed face, make-up is very delicate, cool and gorgeous demon governance.

An Yin looks at the woman who appears out of thin air, and the woman also looks at an Yin.

The little girl's face was white and tender, soft as a rabbit.

But the eyes are particularly clean and black, just like a baby who has not experienced the world.

After watching anyin, the woman looks at Rongxun.

A small and weak, a tough man, the world's other contrast, but there is no sense of conflict.

Looking at the woman, she didn't even want to say hello.