After being dressed as a little fat, he was taken away by the male protagonist

Chapter 280 Proposal One, Write a Love Letter
Maybe it was because Xiao Lu stared at that jade-like hand too hotly and seriously.

He didn't notice at all that the little finger of the other party's alias was gently rubbing against the palm of his hand, as if he was trying his best to endure something.

Shen Yanjin: "Tell me about it."

Looking at someone's finger, Xiao Ling suddenly came back to her senses, and without thinking, she asked, "Send...something?"

Coming up with an idea so soon?
Is this animal too impatient?

Shen Yanjin's eyes glanced into the distance, and he didn't know what he saw, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, and it disappeared in an instant.

He said: "Send it."

Xiao Lu: "!"

What, sent...sent?

When did it happen, what did you send, and how did the other party react?

Xiao Lu suppressed the question that was about to blurt out, and whispered: "Did she respond to your...friend?"

Shen Yanjin turned the finger on his thumb, his eyes darkened, "If there is a response, I still need you."

Under the idiot-like eyes of the other party, Xiao Lu smiled awkwardly. She was not too excited, so she forgot.

Xiao Lu thought for a while, and then said: "In addition to sending things... have you written anything, love notes?"

Now called love letters.

The other party: "How to write?"

Oh no, is she going to teach me all this?

She's just a planner, it's more sincere to do something like a love letter by yourself!

Of course, you can't reply like this, Xiao Lu: "Why don't you go to the bookstore in Jishang?"

There are thousands of roads, and the bookstore is the first.

Shen Yanjin leaned on the back of the chair, and said coldly: "You don't know?"

From her last life till now, she didn't even have anyone she likes, so why would she?

Xiao Lu smiled but didn't smile: "Shen Da..."

When the other party cast a cannibalistic look, she quickly changed her words: "Jinyuan, even if I know how to write, I can't help you. Love notes are the most beautiful thing for the person you like. If you fight against others, it will be different. "

So, write it yourself!

She is powerless!
Surprisingly, Shen Yanjin didn't make things difficult for her anymore, but continued to ask: "After that?"

Tsk...

I haven't even started writing this love note, I just think about it later.

Sure enough, the ancients went directly to the stomach... bit.

Xiao Ling: "Afterwards, we will make an appointment to meet. If the other party agrees, sharing meals can also enhance the relationship between the two parties."

For someone like her who has never been in a relationship, she would have thought that this step would not be easy.

Shen Yanjin: "Yes."

Seeing that he didn't ask any more questions, Xiao Lu breathed a sigh of relief.

If she stayed like this any longer, she might not be able to suppress the signs in her heart.

"Is there anything else? Without me..."

Before she finished speaking, Shen Yanjin interrupted indifferently: "Go out for dinner tonight."

Um? ?

Xiao Lu: "Oh, good."

Before leaving, she was still thinking: Is the food in Qingxiu Mansion unpalatable again?

Shen Yanjin watched a certain girl leave, and in his light-colored eyes, there was a flash of certainty. He rubbed the wrench, slowly took it out, looked at the words engraved on the inside of the wrench, and twirled his index finger.

With a calm expression: "Qing Jian, are you literate?"

Xiao Lu who had just stepped out of the yard sneezed, wondering: "?"

As for whether Xiao Lu could read or not... She could read, but to her, being able to read and the meaning in the words were two different things.

There are some words and sentences that she doesn't quite understand with her current small brain.

As night approached, Xiao Lu got into the carriage of Qingxiu Mansion and headed for the No. [-] Food Restaurant in the World.

Compared with last night, the atmosphere in the capital was much better. Many ordinary people were sorting out the sacrificial offerings left on the streets with smiling faces, and the children gathered in a circle to play fun that belonged to their age.

It's fun.

She lowered the curtains and looked away.

(End of this chapter)