"Then you want to ask my mother? Don't worry, I will give you a chance to discuss the world's problems." Rong Beiming smiled, picked up the shrimp, "Bag!"
Yu Nianen laughed, pulled out a food bag, and gave him a hard push: "Hurry up!"
Touched by her, the shrimp fell into the pool again. Rong Beiming glared at her: "You just like to torment me!"
Yu Nianen held the bag and looked at him, just smiling without saying a word. Even though she knew what he just said about asking her to ask his mother was not true, she felt very happy when she heard it.
The shrimps were put into the bag one by one. Rong Beiming wiped her ears without leaving a trace and said: "You look so pretty when you smile!"
Yu Nian'en's face turned red and she said coquettishly: "Okay! That's enough. Don't buy too much. It will be wasted if you can't eat it."
Rong Beiming put down the clip, took the bag from her hand and handed it to the waiter for weighing.
After selecting all the ingredients and fruits to buy, there were already large and small bags in the shopping cart. Yu Nianen took her bag from his shoulder: "I'll give you the money!"
"Put it away!" Rong Beiming glanced at her dissatisfied. With him here, why would he ask her to pay?
The cashier looked at Yu Nianen with envy. After all, there are too few men who can carry backpacks for girls these days, not to mention that this man is so tall and eye-catching.
"It's too unsafe to come out with you!" Yu Nianen said sadly as he took the elevator to the parking lot.
"What are you talking about without thinking?"
"Didn't you see those jealous eyes..." Yu Nianen curled his lips unhappily, forget it, it's better not to say anything else, so as not to make this man's prestige worse.
"Fool!" The elevator stopped, and Rong Beiming stepped out of the elevator with his long legs and his hands filled with bags.
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"Hey! Where are you driving to? This is not the direction to my house." In the car, Yu Nian'en looked at the street scene on the side of the road and shouted, "You're going the wrong way."
"That's right, it's the way to your home, have you forgotten it?"
"How is that possible?"
Rong Beiming reached out and touched her long hair, stared at her and said softly: "Don't you believe me?"
Is this the same as believing it or not? Going this way is a completely different direction from home.
Half an hour later, as the car moved forward, Yu Nianen fell silent. The scenery on this road became more and more familiar, and it remained unchanged from five years ago.
"Remember? You usually go to school this way!" Rong Beiming turned to look at her. The expression on her face was quite complicated, which made him a little confused.
"Nian En, I have not forgotten this road!"
"Ming, what did you do?"
"I'll take you home!"
The sunlight shuttled between the shadows of the trees on both sides and projected down, becoming mottled and flickering as the car moved forward.
How could Yu Nianen forget that this is a dedicated road in the villa area. If you walk further inside, you will see the huge stone relief doorpost.
The car kept driving in, and neither of them spoke anymore. When they arrived at the gate, the uniformed security guard saluted politely and opened the electric door.
It must not be the first time this car has come, otherwise the security guard would come to ask. Yu Nianen thought and seemed to understand: "Ming, did you help us buy the house?"
"Fortunately, the seller has never lived in the house, and the decoration and furnishings in the house have not changed much. I asked someone to renovate it a little. If you feel bad, you can redecorate it." Rong Beiming said lightly.
It seemed as if he was talking about an ordinary thing.