The little fairy who is reborn as a school grass boss

Chapter 22 022 I'm afraid she might misunderstand me

Lu Ziheng's heart beat uncontrollably again.

Shen Qinghuan's words were obviously casual, which made him even hotter.

In order to prevent Shen Qinghuan from teasing again, Lu Ziheng took a few steps backwards, his voice was hoarse, and it took him a long time to hold back a sentence: "I'm hungry."

"Hmm. Is that so?" Shen Qinghuan didn't want to expose Lu Ziheng, and changed the subject to ease the embarrassment: "That's right, you haven't said what you want to eat, I invite you!"

Lu Ziheng hadn't eaten all day.

He thought, Shen Qinghuan, who lives in a big villa, must have never eaten at cheap roadside stalls.

Lu Ziheng didn't really want Shen Qinghuan to treat him, he just didn't know what was wrong with him, he just wanted to spend more time alone with Shen Qinghuan.

"Do you eat barbecue?" After Lu Ziheng blurted out, he regretted it.

Such a rhetorical question is undoubtedly like someone ridiculing him for not eating abalone.

Although Lu Ziheng was not showing off or arrogance at all, he was still afraid that Shen Qinghuan would misunderstand him.

With the thumb of his right hand, he gently rubbed the place touched by Shen Qinghuan.

In Lu Ziheng's mind, Shen Qinghuan said that she went to school early in the morning.

It was just that the elementary school girl in the second year of middle school A was entangled by the prince of the vocational high school, and was dragged to the police station to make a statement by accident, so she missed his waiting.

Lu Ziheng is not good at expressing.

All the words with Shen Qinghuan were literal, nothing else.

I'm afraid she can't understand him.

Lu Ziheng was not Li Xiaojie, everything he said and everything he did was non-aggressive.

Shen Qinghuan had to live a lifetime to see clearly.

The older generation often said that God is fair to every child, like giving Lu Ziheng a handsome appearance and good grades, but he has never been able to give him a complete and prosperous family, even if it only reaches a moderately prosperous family.

Lu Ziheng's handsome eyes dimmed slightly because of Shen Qinghuan's lack of response. He was worried that what he said just now to eat barbecue was too cheap, not worthy of the old red wine in the Shen family's goblet and the various expensive and delicate nutritious meals .

"If you don't like to eat..."

"I didn't say I didn't like it."

After the Shen family went bankrupt in her previous life, Shen Qinghuan had no choice but to take part in the battle to subsidize the family. She had filmed a lot of frothy dramas, and the happiest thing for her when the crew finished work every night was having a barbecue to satisfy her cravings.

After Lu Ziheng heard this, hope was rekindled in his pupils.

"Let's go."

Shen Qinghuan followed Lu Ziheng and walked side by side with him.

Probably due to the power of delicious food, when Shen Qinghuan walked, the soles of his feet didn't hurt anymore.

The Qicai Street behind Central A is very lively at night.

Shen Qinghuan suddenly remembered that Hua Guo was supporting the street stall economy at this time, so the stalls of various snacks were densely packed.

In order to prevent being dispersed by the crowd, Shen Qinghuan took Lu Ziheng's hand again.

Boys tend to sweat easily in summer, and today's temperature is high, Lu Ziheng clearly felt the moisture in his palm.

In front of the barbecue booth, the two ordered squid, mutton skewers and pork skewers, horse step fish, fin...

Still waiting, a bored passer-by took a photo and posted it on Weibo to prove that he really came to this famous barbecue restaurant.

There are many mosquitoes in summer, considering that Shen Qinghuan still has access control, Lu Ziheng chose to pack the baked goods and take them away.

At this time, Shen Qinghuan and Lu Ziheng didn't know that, as soon as they left, the passers-by who had just lined up behind them started dancing with their mobile phones in their hands.

The owner of the barbecue shop smiled and brought the freshly prepared crayfish to the passer-by, and asked casually, "Young man, is there anything happy?"

(End of this chapter)