Seeing his expectant look, Han Xiangzhu lowered his head in embarrassment, then gently bit the straw and took a sip of milk tea.
"Well, Brother Zixun, I may disappoint you. I have promised my mother that I will go back to my grandma's house during this long vacation. We haven't been back for more than half a year. Grandma is getting older and has always missed us." She was a little unhappy.
Dare you look at Lu Zixun's disappointed expression.
Her words were like the autumn wind and rain outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, shattering Lu Zixun's joyful heart in an instant.
After a long while, he sighed softly and said in a pretentious manner: "What a coincidence. But it's okay, Xiangzhu, you can go home with Aunt Liu Min. We have plenty of opportunities. We will go during the Chinese New Year.
You can go to Luozhaigou to see the snow, or you can go see the peach blossoms next spring."
Han Xiangzhu then raised his head and looked at him with his big, crystal clear eyes: "Brother Zixun, aren't you angry?"
Lu Zixun chuckled lightly, then picked up the paper towel on the side and reached out to wipe a trace of cream from the corner of her lips: "You are going back to see the old man, and you are not going on a date with another boy. Why are brother Zixun angry?
"
After he finished speaking, he realized that he seemed to have said something he shouldn't have said inadvertently.
However, he did not regret it, but quietly stared at Han Xiangzhu's eyes, wanting to see her reaction.
As a result, this little confused person didn't seem to hear what he said at all, and just lowered his head to eat the cake: "Oh, brother Zixun, just don't be angry. We have agreed to go to Luozhai together during the Spring Festival.
Look at the snow in the ditch."
Lu Zixun was a little discouraged. He stared at the cake in her hand and asked, "Is this really that delicious?"
Han Xiangzhu nodded: "Yes, brother Zixun, do you want to have a taste?"
As she said that, she picked up another pair of brand-new knives and forks on the side, cut a small bite of the cake, pierced it with a fork, and handed it to him: "Brother Zixun, here you go, this is delicious."
Lu Zixun just held her hand and put the cake into his mouth just like he did last time when he ate a lollipop.
This time, there was still a little cream left on Han Xiangzhu's fingers. He actually stuck out his tongue and ate the cream too.
The soft touch from his fingers made Han Xiangzhu's heart throb.
That strange, sweet, warm, and crisp feeling spread more and more clearly in her heart.
Her cheeks were hot and crimson.
He silently withdrew his hand, raised his head after a while and asked, "Does it taste good?"
At this moment, her cheeks, which had just been pale due to the low temperature, now revealed a faint pink color, which made people feel itchy.
Lu Zixun couldn't help but raise his hand and pinch her pink cheek gently: "It's very sweet and delicious."
Han Xiangzhu pushed his hand away and pushed the remaining cakes in front of him: "Then you can eat them all!"
The corners of Lu Zixun's mouth curved slightly, and he picked up the knife and fork with a slight smile. After taking a bite, he softly shouted: "Xiang Bamboo!"
Han Xiangzhu, who was drinking milk tea, raised his head: "What's wrong?"
"Open your mouth!" He pierced a small bite of cake with his fork and brought it to her mouth.
Han Xiangzhu's heartbeat, which she had just tried to calm down, became tense again. She quickly retreated back, trying to reach out and take the piece of cake: "Brother Zixun, I will do it myself!"
But Lu Zixun avoided it, and then stared at her with a somewhat aggrieved tone: "Xiangzhu, you have to go home for a long vacation, and we can't go to Luozhaigou. This is what you owe me. Open your mouth, and after eating this cake
, Brother Zixun is not angry anymore. He will be in a good mood and wait for you to come back from home."
After saying that, his dark eyes looked at her expectantly.
Han Xiangzhu couldn't find any reason to refuse, so he leaned forward and ate the cake with a blushing face.
