MuMian smiled at the two people.
“Hello, I am MuMian.”
Han Cong immediately put down the cup in his hand and nodded violently: “Hello, hello, uh… sister-in-law.”
He has always called Shen Zhiqing, Brother Qing, so it should be right to call Brother Qing’s girlfriend, sister-in-law?
Gu Feng’s appearance was quite ordinary. He nodded at MuMian, which was regarded as a greeting.
The waiter came in to take the order, and Shen Zhiqing turned his head, looking at the girl next to him. The emotion in his eyes was soft and unspeakable. He asked softly, “What do you want to eat?”
As soon as he spoke, the room was deadly quiet.
Han Cong who was bring the cup of hot tea to his mouth, was stunned when he heard Shen Zhiqing, and his fingers stopped. He looked at two people. The two were very close. The girl was looking down at the menu, and the boy looked at her calmly.
Han Cong slowed his mind, meditating in his heart, calmly, while drinking the tea.
MuMian asked the person beside her: “Do you like to eat lamb?”
Han Cong paused again, just about to say that Brother Qing never eats lamb, who knows that before he could say anything, he nodded his head with the same expression, and he said calmly, “Okay.”
Han Cong closed his mouth silently.
After the hot pot dishes came, Gu Feng took the pot of tea, and skillfully picked up Han Cong’s cup and poured a cup for him. The other person seemed to find it very normal and took the cup without any surprise.
MuMian witness this, she looked between the two people. After a few seconds, her lips were slightly raised.
A voice suddenly came from beside her: “What are you smiling at?”
MuMian looked over, the young man looked down at her, his eyebrows were frowned as if dissatisfied.
MuMian touched the corner of her lips, wondering.
“Am I smiling?”
Shen Zhiqing nodded faintly, glanced at the two innocent people with deep eyes, and in a cold voice he said.
“Also you were watching them.”
The girl didn’t blush at all when she lied. She shook her head with an inexplicable expression.
“I didn’t laugh, did you see it wrong?”
Didn’t you smile?
The young man retracted his gaze, holding the chopsticks, looked down at small white plate, and pressed his lips.
The chopsticks had just picked up some fish balls, and ball fell on Han Cong’s thighs and then fell to the ground.
Han Cong’s clean pants were suddenly stained, which reacted faster than he himself. Gu Feng stretched out his hand and pulled a few paper towels and wiped Han Cong’s leg.
Han Cong’s face was startled, he watched Gu Feng’s movements, opened his mouth, and only a few seconds later he said a few words.
“…… Thank you.”
“What were you laughing at again?” Shen Zhiqing saw it this time, grabbed the girl beside him and showed an inexplicable smile, as if it were unknown, and followed her gaze to look at the two people.
His eyes were puzzled. He was still for a few seconds, frowned, and asked quietly.
“Are they… really funny?”
MuMian shook her head calmly: “I didnt.”
The boy put down his chopsticks, and the naive boy actually became more serious and muttered.
The girl pressed her lips and refused to admit it.
“You are wrong.”
The young man’s eyes paused and he lowered his eyes and shook his head.
“I’m not mistaken…”
MuMian was a little anxious, and couldn’t help but raised her hand and patted his thigh: “Keep talking and tonight your sleeping in the living room.”
The young man was startled. He first glanced at his legs with low eyes, then raised his head, looking at the girl with deep and dark eyes.
T/N: MERRY CHRISTMAS!!🎄🎄