Chapter 22 (1/2)

Lu Ziheng's heart jumped uncontrollably again.

Obviously, Shen Qinghuan's words made him more and more dry and hot.

In order to prevent Shen Qinghuan from pulling again, Lu Ziheng fell back a few steps with a hoarse voice. It took him a long time to say, ”I'm hungry.”

”Well. Is that so? ” Shen Qinghuan didn't expose Lu Ziheng. The conversation turned to ease the embarrassment: ”yes, you haven't said what you want to eat. I'll invite you!”

Lu Ziheng didn't eat all day.

He thought that Shen Qinghuan, who lived in a big villa, must have never eaten a cheap roadside stall.

Lu Ziheng doesn't really want Shen Qinghuan to treat him. He just doesn't know what's wrong with him. He just wants to be alone with Shen Qinghuan for a while.

”Do you have barbecue?” After Lu Ziheng blurted it out, he regretted it.

Such a rhetorical question is undoubtedly like others ridicule him for not eating abalone.

Although Lu Ziheng was not mixed with any show off and arrogance, he was still afraid that Shen Qinghuan would misunderstand him.

The thumb of his right hand gently rubbed the place touched by Shen Qinghuan.

In Lu Ziheng's mind, Shen Qinghuan said she went to school early in the morning.

However, he missed his waiting when he met the primary school sister of grade two of middle school a, who was corrected and entangled by the prince of vocational high school, and was dragged to the police station by mistake to take notes.

Lu Ziheng is not good at expression.

All the words with Shen Qinghuan mean literally, nothing else.

I'm afraid she can't understand him.

Lu Ziheng is not Li Xiaojie. Everything he says and does is not offensive.

Shen Qinghuan lived a lifetime to see it thoroughly.