The True Young Miss Is A Spoiled Boss

"I have to think about it first." Xing Jiuan said seriously.

"I think I have a good impression of you, but I don't know if I like it. You have to give me some time, and I will get back to you soon."

Xing Jiu'an has always disliked roundabouts. She started to speak when she moved a little bit. She didn't feel embarrassed either. She spoke upright and had a clear voice.

Lu Zhichen didn't expect such a good thing to happen.

The little girl he likes tells him that she has a good impression of him.

Still talking about it, think carefully.

Lu Zhichen was nervous, excited, and a little scared.

He didn't know if the result would be what he wanted, and he didn't know how much Xing Jiuan liked him.

However, Xing Jiu'an said that he would seriously consider it, which means that he is no longer placed as a friend by Xing Jiu'an.

In Xing Jiu'an's heart, he is the suitor and the person she has a good impression on.

The process from a friend to a good impression is very difficult here in Xing Jiu'an.

After only getting a word from Xing Jiu'an, he was so happy that he didn't know what to say.

Xing Jiu'an didn't want to procrastinate.

She really regarded Lu Zhichen as a friend before, but slowly, it may be that Lu Zhichen’s food is too delicious, it may be that the place he brought him to play makes her like it, it may be because the two people always let her talk. I feel very comfortable. It may be that her occasional heartbeat speeds up when she sees Lu Zhichen. It may be that Lu Zhichen's red eyes and almost collapsed make her feel distressed...

She had to admit that she seemed to be planted.

It seems that I really like someone.

Now that he had such thoughts, Lu Zhichen didn't seem to have changed his mind. She thought, maybe, they could change their identities.

However, if she said it directly, it would make herself feel that she might have had a dream and her mind was unconscious, so let's think about it for two more days.

In fact, she also felt that being with Lu Zhichen was a very comfortable thing.

After all, Lu Zhichen looks good, cooks deliciously, and will take her to play...

In short, this person has many, many advantages, and just a face gives him a lot of points.

Lu Zhichen looked at Xing Jiu'an's expression and smiled from time to time. He didn't know what he was thinking. He seemed to be a little bit distressed occasionally.

He didn't ask, "Jiu'an, let's eat something." He brought the porridge over.

"But I'm not hungry." Xing Jiuan frowned.

"Eat a little bit if you are not hungry, you can't eat nothing at all." Lu Zhichen advised.

Xing Jiu settled down for a while, "Will you still tell me stories?"

"meeting."

"As long as you want to listen."

Looking at Lu Zhichen's extremely gentle eyebrows, Xing Jiuan said, "Then I will eat."

Lu Zhichen holding a spoon to feed her always reminded Xing Jiu'an in his dream that when Xiao Xing ate a meal, Lu Zhichen when he was a child would blow cold before feeding.

Seeing that Lu Zhichen passed the porridge directly, he didn't know that it was blowing, and compared Lu Zhichen with him when he was a kid...

Stains, will take care of people when I was young.

Xing Jiuan drank the warm porridge in one sip, thinking.

Lu Zhichen fed a small bowl, Xing Jiuan was about to refuse, but he didn't know what was going on, Lu Zhichen coaxed a few words, and Xing Jiuan drank some more.

Finally stopped drinking porridge, Xing Jiuan seemed to be relieved.

"Tell a story," she said.

Looking at Xing Jiu'an's squeamish little appearance, Lu Zhichen's smile became more gentle.