Xia Qiao's words came from the bottom of her heart. In her short life, apart from her good friend An Qi, the best person she met was Pei Lichuan.
"Pei Lichuan, thank you!"
Xia Qiao said it again.
The woman hugged him from behind, with half of her face leaning against his neck, her shallow nasal voice was soft but like a heavy stone hitting the lake of his heart.
His ears are getting redder.
After a while, Xia Qiao noticed his stiff shoulders and moved away in embarrassment, "Pei Lichuan, you should be very hungry, go and eat!"
"Hmm" The man replied lightly.
In the restaurant, Aunt Mei saw Pei Lichuan and Xia Qiao coming together, and hurried up to meet him: "Master, do you want to eat? I'll bring it out for you right away!"
Pei Lichuan sat at the dining table without changing his face, "Yeah."
Aunt Mei hurried into the kitchen, and Xia Qiao followed to help.
"Young mistress, it's good if you come back! You won't eat dinner unless you're playing your temper with the young master!" Aunt Mei didn't lower her voice, and Pei Lichuan outside heard it too.
As soon as he adjusted his mood, he was immediately skinned again, and his brows were a little tight, and he said: "Aunt Mei, don't talk too much!"
Xia Qiao heard it, and quickly raised her index finger to Aunt Mei and put it on her mouth, signaling her to stop talking!
"Young master is shy!" Aunt Mei covered her mouth and smiled, lowered her voice, and blinked at Xia Qiao.
Xia Qiao suppressed her laughter, "Aunt Mei, stop talking, he's going to be angry!"
The two of them took out the meal together.
Because Pei Lichuan refused to eat dinner, Aunt Mei kept it in the heat preservation stove, and the food was still hot.
After putting away the food, Aunt Mei left knowingly, only Xia Qiao and Pei Lichuan were left in the restaurant.
"What were you and Aunt Mei talking about in the kitchen just now?" Pei Lichuan raised his eyebrows and stared at Xia Qiao dissatisfied.
Xia Qiao sat down opposite him, handed him the chopsticks, "Speak ill of you!"
Pei Lichuan raised the tails of his eyes and narrowed his eyes dangerously: "Huh?"
"Puchi! I'm lying to you!" Xia Qiao laughed, "I'm just joking with you, eat quickly! Don't starve, it's not good for your stomach!"
"Didn't say anything bad?"
"No!" Xia Qiao didn't expect Pei Lichuan to be so serious!
"Hurry up and eat, the dishes will be cold again!" Xia Qiao chirped and said, "How did you know about the hotel? Who told you?"
Pei Lichuan glanced at her lightly, saw her curious expression, and said lightly: "Don't eat or sleep."
Xia Qiao pursed her lips and shut up obediently.
Xia Qiao didn't feel bored when Pei Lichuan ate. The main reason is that Pei Lichuan is so good-looking, sitting there is a beautiful scenery!
What's more, under the incandescent light, he has a desolate atmosphere all over his body, with a perfect figure, slender fingers with bony knuckles and those long and thin rose-colored lips that slide past her eyes from time to time.
Pei Lichuan is a handsome man who conforms to most aesthetics.
Thinking about Xia Qiao who studies design is even more attractive. His every move, every frown and word are like works of art.
Pei Lichuan, who can't walk with both legs, is so handsome, Xia Qiao can't imagine how graceful he should be when his front legs are fine.
Probably because Xia Qiao's eyes were too hot, Pei Lichuan raised the end of his eyes, and a smile flashed across his lips: "Why are you looking so serious?"
"Look at you! You are so handsome!"
"Can you pretend to be handsome?" The man pursed his lips, put the bowl and chopsticks, and looked at Xia Qiao with a bit of playfulness in his eyes. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com