The sun is a little warm, falling from the gaps in the white clouds, and folding through the half-open windows.
Words are a bit lacking.
Maybe not.
Shi Jian's voice was a little weak, and no emotion could be heard.
Finally, let's bring up the old things again.
"I often went to that noodle shop to eat noodles. The boss knew me very well, so he gave me the opportunity to steal my teacher."
"You can try it."
Shi Manman let out a "huh" and his eyes lit up a little.
His helpless smile painted his face.
"What's wrong?"
She shook her head and couldn't help smiling.
"I just felt a little shocked. I didn't expect that I could steal my teacher when I went to a noodle shop to eat noodles."
"As long as you have hands."
The answer Shi Jian gave was quite brief.
However, Ms. Shi felt that Mr. Shi's thinking was a bit biased.
After all, she is still not as quick thinking as him.
That's why it stops at mountains and seas.
"Your words sound a bit mocking me."
Shi Manman took a mouthful of noodles.
Some minor complaints.
Shi Jian didn't think that he had always had a strong desire to survive.
His fingertips paused, and he naturally put a piece of thin and uniform chicken breast in the bowl into Miss Shi's bowl.
"Don't think too much, eat meat."
The chopsticks also tapped on the edge of her bowl.
Shi Manman snorted, but didn't say anything more in the end.
Maybe it's because I feel that staying with Shi Jian and talking slowly makes me return to the childish time when I was sixteen or seventeen.
Inexplicable nostalgia.
bother.
Shi Jian seemed to see what she was thinking, raised her eyes to look at her, and finally added a sentence without haste.
"Don't scold me in your heart."
Shi Manman pursed his lips, the coldness in his eyes was a little thick.
"I don't."
She finally denied it.
Shi Jian raised her eyebrows.
I'm a little lucky.
I don't know what to be thankful for.
Maybe it's because Miss Shi has finally grown up, denying that she is not the same as she was back then.
Somewhat lukewarm, still looks dull.
Lovely love.
He smiled, "Well, I know you haven't, I just want to talk to you."
He said this, and then lowered his cold eyes, "The noodles are getting cold, let's eat the noodles. I'll take you home after breakfast."
When Shi Manman was picking noodles in the bowl, when he heard him say that, he couldn't help smiling.
But in the end he still let out a "huh", and looked up at him with a pair of half-cold eyes, a little puzzled inside.
"Did the designer call you last night?"
Shi Jian did not deny it.
In the end, I felt a little helpless.
"It's not just a phone call anymore."
Shi Manman quickly understood, a little uncertain, "Check the account?"
Shi Jian was silent for a while.
After that, there was a "hmm".
"Auntiethe sword is not old."
Perhaps because he didn't know how to describe it, Shi Jian could only hold back this idiom for a long time.
Shi Manman smiled.
The eyes are a little bright.
"Thanks a lot."
Shi Jian couldn't help laughing.
Did not speak, just shook his head.
"Auntie still feels the same, maybe because it's about you, so the content of the question is relatively broad."
Shi Manman pressed the chopsticks to his lips, and then let out a "huh".
I don't know what I'm thinking.
"You don't need to praise her, she will show off everywhere when she finds out."
To be honest, Miss Shi is a bit similar to Designer Shida.
The latter's life is too happy.
Like the smooth lines drawn on manuscript paper without too many twists and turns.
But Miss Shi is different.
Too calm and casual.
Don't take life's major events seriously.
Therefore, the designer coaxed Miss Shi into a blind date after pestering her in every possible way.
After the people who came were hit to the point of autism, the designer pulledthe hand of his own daughter.
"What if you can't get married?"
She panicked even before the designer was in a hurry.
Manman pursed his lips at that time.
After that, it seems that there are three aunts and six wives.
There is also the aunt and aunt of Xiao Ming's cousin who often met with the designer in the vegetable market next door, and they all know that Miss Shi beat the blind date to autism.
She didn't need to think about who said these things.
Unfortunately, she heard several versions.
But it is inevitable that the designer, who is worried about his daughter's marriage, seems to be very gossip. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com