Huo Beichen, standing in front of the dining table, was a little uneasy.
Can he take back what he just said?
Before he could think of how to make up for it, the girl who was hiding far away ran to the dining table, excitedly picked up a small steamed bun and stuffed it into her mouth.
Huo Beichen swallowed the words, sat down opposite her, picked up the chopsticks casually, and could see the elegance and nobility in his bones as he ate.
Ning Meng had long been used to it. She pulled up her chair and sat down. When she was about to feast, she saw a plate of pickled pickles next to the porridge.
It suits her taste so well.
Ning Meng ate another xiaolongbao in a vulgar manner, and was about to take another one when the man opposite him suddenly stood up, stretched forward, and stretched out his big hand across the table.
Ning Meng was startled and instinctively retreated, but she listened to his order: "Don't move."
She instantly tensed up her body and looked at him warily with a pair of beautiful, upturned and enchanting eyes.
What is this ice cube for?
In his wild thoughts, his hand touched her left cheek.
Ning Meng was stunned on the spot as if he had been cast a restraining spell.
She could feel that big, dry hand swiping across the corners of her lips. His fingers seemed to carry electric current, stimulating every nerve on her skin.
The room was filled with a bit of ambiguity.
When she was so nervous that she almost suffocated, the man slowly spoke: "There are grains of rice."
He retracted his hand and glanced at her with his dark eyes, seemingly confused: "Why are you so nervous?"
Ning Meng:......!!
After the man said this, he sat down, picked up a paper towel and wiped off the rice grains on his jade-like fingers, and continued to eat elegantly.
Ning Meng's face suddenly turned red, and she hurriedly lowered her head to eat to hide her mood.
Glancing at him from the corner of her eye, she noticed that the man was taking a sip of porridge, his posture was graceful and elegant.
She never paid attention to her image, but at this moment she suddenly felt that it was rude to look like she was devouring food.
Until they finished eating, the two of them said nothing, each with their own thoughts.
After eating, Huo Beichen stood up calmly and said, "I'm going to work."
"Have a nice trip, hubby~"
After saying that, Ning Meng realized something was wrong and hurriedly spoke again: "I'm sorry, husband, I get nervous when I see you are so good. Apart from love, I have nothing to talk to you about!"
After saying another wave of rainbow farts, Ning Meng paused.
Huh?
Why is this rainbow fart that usually comes out of my mouth so embarrassing!
Huo Beichen elegantly picked up a tissue and wiped the corners of his lips, lowered his eyes and raised the corners of his lips slightly: "Okay."
Ning Meng:??
Thinking back to what I just said...
Why does it look so like she confessed her love to him?
Ahhh!
Earthy love words are very harmful!
While Ning Meng was going crazy, Huo Beichen calmly walked out.
When entering the elevator, he suddenly stretched out his hand and looked between his fingers.
The skin on the girl's palm-sized face can be broken by a blow, and it feels smooth and tender, like a freshly peeled egg, with a soft touch...
Huo Beichen suppressed the throbbing in his heart and lowered his eyes.
When he went downstairs, he saw Su Ye coming to pick him up for work.
Huo Beichen paused and suddenly said: "That WeChat group..."
As soon as he said this, Su Ye said clearly: "Boss, shall I bring you back again?"
Huo Beichen just nodded, but Ning Meng's voice suddenly came from behind him: "No! Master Chen said that he doesn't like the excitement!"
Huo Beichen:??
He turned around stiffly and saw Ning Meng handing over his cell phone with a "begging for show" look: "Hubby, you left your cell phone. You're welcome~"