Mr. Song, ask for a thigh

Chapter 270 Dumpling Dip Sauce
Just you come back to me.

Her heart pumped heavily, and then quickly clenched, Qian Mengmeng gritted her teeth tightly, not to let herself cry.

The eyes of the two intertwined and neither spoke again.

The car drove smoothly, but in the end it didn't stop at the hotel, but at the entrance of the Holiland supermarket.

"Go back, eat well, and sleep well."

Sighing slightly, Song Huaijin looked away, and stretched out her hand to open the car door for Qian Mengmeng.

I was a little surprised, but Qian Mengmeng still nodded, turned around and got out of the car.

Before closing the door, she heard him say, "I will wait for you, no matter how long."

Her body trembled slightly, Qian Mengmeng lowered her head, and ran quickly to her home behind the supermarket.

……

For dinner, Kong Shen cooked dumplings for Qian Mengmeng.

Because of the hard work, even though her mood fluctuated, she still ate a lot.

After eating and returning to her room, the words Song Huaijin said to her in the car rang again in Qian Mengmeng's ears.

Affectionate and hot.

Covering her beating heart, Qian Mengmeng blinked her eyes, the more she felt that she was not good enough for him.

The depression in her heart made her feel a little cramped in the air, so she walked to the window involuntarily and pushed it open.

The cold wind poured in from the window, rolling up the white floral curtains.

Looking out through the window, Qian Mengmeng saw that the black Bentley was still parked where she got off the car, without moving a step.

Big brother, is he still waiting there? !
She was startled, and then she thought, Song Huaijin came to pick her up after work, so she must have not had dinner.

It will be bad for his health if he doesn't eat dinner...

Thinking of this, Qian Mengmeng pursed her lips, and tightly gripped the curtain with her fingers.

He held his breath and watched for a while, but the black Bentley still had no intention of leaving.

With the passage of time, Qian Mengmeng's heart became more and more uneasy.

In the end, she still couldn't help it, and ran downstairs to the kitchen, carefully put the remaining dumplings in the pot to heat up, and then used a clean food box to eat them.

Before calling Pei Hang, she thought of the sauce that Song Huaijin usually likes to eat, and hurriedly made a copy and put it in another small bowl.

In the end, when Pei Hang received a phone call unexpectedly, and took the insulated food box with hot dumplings from Qian Mengmeng's hand, returned to the car and handed it to Song Huaijin, both of them were in a rare daze.

"President Song..." Pei Hang thought for a while, and was about to say something when he saw that Song Huaijin had already lifted the lid of the food box.

The aroma of dipping sauce and dumplings spread in the car, and the words that came to his mouth were abruptly stopped.

Song Huaijin looked at him with calm eyes, "She even remembers my favorite taste."

Pei Hang: "..."

Laughing self-deprecatingly, Song Huaijin didn't say anything more, picked up a big tender dumpling with chopsticks, and ate it with the dipping sauce.

Looking at his appearance, Pei Hang recalled the expression of Qian Mengmeng's obedient handing him dumplings just now, and he couldn't help sighing again.

What exactly did Mr. Xu do to Qian Mengmeng!Why is it that she still likes Mr. Song, but keeps saying that she is not good enough for him?

It can't be... Pei Hang quickly shook his head just because of such speculation.

Song Huaijin noticed his little move, but he didn't say anything.

The car was extremely quiet until the phone rang.

Song Huaijin's eyes narrowed slightly, and she glanced at the caller ID. As expected, there were two words on it - Grandpa.

(End of this chapter)