Mother Fox vows not to be a slave

Chapter 851 Why Should I Let You (29)

"Maybe..." Su Ansheng scratched the back of his head and changed his hand to hold the umbrella. The hand that just held the umbrella was too cold to feel.

"What?" Guan Xiaoluo looked at the man's hand holding the umbrella handle, lost in thought.

#关小罗: In such a cold day, if you don’t keep it in your pocket, you must be freezing cold, right? #
#苏安生: Gentleman, gentleman!No matter how cold it is, you must be a gentleman! #
The light in the distance was a little blurry, the petite girl stretched out her hand from her pocket, and then covered her big hand—it was as cold as imagined.

Why is this brother as cold as a girl?She thought that only girls had the problem of cold limbs in winter.

Su Ansheng looked at the girl, her breath condensed into a white mist under the dim street lamp.

Those two hands, small and soft, were attached to the back of his hand.

If you should refuse, follow the gentleman's style.

The girl also seemed a little embarrassed, her eyes were wandering, her ears were red, "cough cough, big brother, you are poisonous, your hands and feet are cold, and you are prone to palace cold... Bah bah bah! It's not good for the five internal organs, don't you take a bath at night?" dry?"

"Well..." Su Ansheng came back from his charming illusion, "Turn around, we missed the rice bowl."

"Oh well."

She stuck out her tongue and smiled.

It's a lucky thing to have snow this year.

The ginkgo tree in the school has only branches left. If there is snow, it must be a different taste.

In autumn, she also pulled many beautiful girls to take beautiful photos among the golden leaves of ginkgo trees.

"Boss, here is a bowl of shredded potato rice!" Guan Xiaoluo looked at the menu for a long time before the boss said, "Don't add green onions!"

"Ok!"

Turning around, she found that Su Ansheng was holding a steaming bowl of rice topped with rice. He had just picked up a spoon and was about to eat it. Seeing her turn around, he looked at her innocently.

"that……"

"Well, you can eat first, leave me alone." Guan Xiaoluo turned her head and clenched her fists, feeling ashamed in her heart.

Ugh……

Procrastination and fear of choice are hopeless, and she only gets up when it's "life and death."

The biggest difference between her and her classmates is not that she often asks for leave or quarrels with the class teacher, but that her salt content is relatively high.

As a salted fish, one day you stand up and turn over, you will still be a salted fish, without any change.

Ten minutes later, Su Ansheng had finished eating, and her rice bowl was just ready.

The scene was very embarrassing.

"Brother, don't you want to eat standing up?" Su Ansheng didn't know what to do when he saw the girl holding a bowl of rice hesitantly.

"no……"

"Come here." Su Ansheng waved, as if waving to a golden retriever.

"Ok."

It's embarrassing.

Interpersonal communication is really a difficult art.

Her character is probably only suitable for typing on the keyboard at home, to be a kind "keyboard warrior"?
The restaurant owner looked at the delicate atmosphere between the two young people and couldn't help but smile like an aunt.

Handsome men and beautiful women, very good, very good, what is it called in the TV series?A pair of Bi people, yes yes yes.

Su Ansheng put down his chopsticks after eating, and looked at the girl who was eating quietly.

Eat without speaking, sleep without speaking.

There is no harsh sound, and there is no chattering, and the eating is very gentle.

She looks like a frail girl, how can she be so strong?

Could it be that this girl wearing short sleeves is a "King Kong Barbie" who can show all the muscles on her arms?
Uh ~
Guan Xiaoluo ate half of it, put down her chopsticks, raised her eyes, looked straight at Su Ansheng, and caught the thoughtful expression on his face.

　First update today.

　　Thank you book friend [You Ran] for your reward!Famous and famous flowers are in love with each other, and they look like a king with a smile~
　　[Ma Dongmei.

　　Horse... what plum?

　　Ma Dongmei.

　　What winter plum?
　　——The above is my state when I recite foreign literature. ]
　　
　
(End of this chapter)