National male god V587

Chapter 270

Drinks of different colors were spilled from crates, and the bright white floor was stained with different colors.

Very nice.

Fortunately, the box was not opened, and the drink bottle was just broken inside the box.

No debris hit the rest of the store, and no one was injured.

It's just that the box full of drinks suddenly fell to the ground, and the sound it made frightened several customers, aunts and uncles in the store.

"Jiaming, you weren't hurt, were you?"

"Why were you so careless, and didn't support the box properly, and let the box slip down?"

The shop aunt turned pale with fright, stopped what she was doing, and hurried out of the kitchen.

Xiao ran to Cheng Jiaming's side, nervously asking all kinds of questions.

"No...no."

Cheng Jiaming's gaze still stayed on Xia Ling.

Desperately answered the aunt.

Cheng Jiaming looked at her like this, no matter how stupid Xia Ling was, she understood that Cheng Jiaming knew her.

However, in her memory, she was quite sure that she had never had any interaction with him.

She didn't provoke him, nor did she help him.

The first time I saw him, he was still following her.

His eyes are too obvious, and his tracking is not level at all.

Even if she wanted to ignore it, she couldn't ignore it.

Unable to ignore, she could only glance at him.

Unexpectedly, it was such a coincidence that she came to his snack bar to eat snacks.

"Hello, classmate. We meet again."

Xia Ling pursed her lips, left the bamboo chair, and stood up.

Xiaobu walked up to Cheng Jiaming, stretched out his hand, and said hello.

"You... hello..."

Unexpectedly, Xia Ling recognized him, Cheng Jiaming's face froze, he grinned, stretched out his hand, and shook Xia Ling.

"Huh? Jiaming, do you two know each other?"

The aunt laughed, she guessed really well.

This handsome guy is really the person my son has been paying attention to recently.

She thought they were two different people. After all, there are still people in this world who look alike and are not related by blood.

"There was a relationship."

"I am a senior high school student who just transferred to Xiangrui Middle School a month ago."

Xia Ling didn't intend to hide anything from aunt, she told the truth.

I don't know what purpose the aunt's son has for her, but because the aunt is so kind and treats her well.

As long as her son doesn't go too far and violate her bottom line, she will turn a blind eye and not care about it.

"So this is ah."

The aunt nodded, indicating that she understood.

"Father, hurry up and bring in the remaining beer and drinks. I'll clean the floor."

"Jiaming, go and sit down with your schoolmates and have a good chat. It's good to get to know each other."

"Hey, young man, just chat with my son first. After I clean and clean the floor, I will continue to make snacks for you."

After finishing speaking, he stretched out his hand and pushed Cheng Jiaming, and signaled him to chat with Xia Ling with his eyes.

Since they are classmates in the same school, even if they are not in the same class, they are considered destined.

Chatting, maybe you can release the recent worries.

Being pushed by his mother, Cheng Jiaming had to accompany Xia Ling back to table 2.

Cheng Jiaming was sitting on pins and needles.

His palms were covered with cold sweat, and he didn't even dare to look directly at Xia Ling.

All the while rubbing his hands with his head down.

"In my memory, I'm sure I have nothing to do with you."

"You, why are you so afraid of me? It's like doing something sorry for me."

(End of this chapter)