Chapter 67: Wooden Sentiment (Seeking Collection of Crazy Updates)

  "Let me go, shall we?" Sang Hong said softly, starting to play a trick.

  "Giggle——" Two empty city counts sounded from her stomach, clear and unparalleled, instantly destroying the atmosphere of her conspiracy.

  "Goo" - Ah - The quiet space seemed to still have a lingering trend, and the hand that was stroking her waist suddenly stopped moving, leaving Sang Hong feeling embarrassed and at a loss.

  Song Shu Wei glanced at the little ear that had turned bright red in an instant, and the arm that was tightly wrapped around her small waist relaxed: "Didn't you have breakfast?"

  "Hmm." Xiang Hong lowered her head.

  Song Shuyu raised his wrist to look at his watch and said in confusion:

  "You spent a whole 70 minutes walking less than two kilometers and even saved time on eating, can you tell me how you arranged your time?"

  "I forgot about eating." San Hong replied softly but firmly, her head lowered even further. She really had forgotten to eat.

  "Forgot?" Song Shuyu lost his smile, this girl was too muddled, could even forget to eat?

  He also thought she was late because she had gone out to eat.

  He pressed a button on the side of the car and opened a conversation with the front seat: "Xiao Wang, go to Song's private house restaurant."

  Xiang Hong was too excited to eat, and she felt that nothing would go down at this moment. She gently shook his arm and shook her head at him:

  "I really can't eat anymore——" Before she could finish speaking, she saw Song Shuyu's cold gaze sweep over, and she swallowed her saliva without dignity, changing her words, "A box of milk or a piece of cake is still edible."

  "Sister-in-law wants to eat these things, the car just happens to have them ready, soy milk and cow's milk are in the thermos over here, bread is in the compartment below, brought it along this morning while passing by, still warm."

  Wang Xiaoshuai's voice came over with a smile.

  "Uh..." Xiang Hong's small face suddenly turned bright red, her delicate earlobes flushing with embarrassment as she felt a surge of tension spread to her cheeks, scorching hot and lightly powdered.

  Song Shu Wei gazed at her adorable appearance that could captivate people to death, and couldn't help but lick his lips, wishing he could swallow her whole.

  In the end, he still lifted his hand and put her in the seat beside him.

  Xiang Hong only felt that arm was as strong as steel, steadily lifting her up and down, like holding a blade of grass.

  She was puzzled, only to see Song Shuyu turn sideways and push the armrest open with one hand, and a small desktop appeared steadily beside him.

  He twisted the armrest again and it swiveled sideways, the small table now extending between the two people's knees.

  He opened a small door embedded in the car wall, and found several boxes of milk inside. Song Shuyu took them out and placed them on the table.

  "This won't fit, choose what you can hold in your hand."

  Xiang Hong was amazed by the mysterious mechanism and hidden door inside the car, but after listening to him speak, she took a rough look at the desktop. Relatively speaking, she wasn't too fond of pure milk, but yogurt was still okay.

  Very quickly picked up a box in front of me, took it in hand, hot but not scalding, was a bearable temperature.

  My stomach was empty, so I inserted the straw without hesitation and sucked it in leisurely.

  Song Shuyu took a look at the sign she was holding, left two boxes on the table, and put the rest back; opened the small door below, carefully took out a beautifully packaged square paper box, with a silver base and pink flowers, which looked very nice.

  Xiao Wang is such a guy, one piece of cake and he makes a big fuss about it, and even wraps it up in a fancy way.

  Thinking so, I put the box on the table and pushed it over: "Here, cake."

  Xiang Hong looked at him incredulously as he pushed over the cake box: "For me?"

  He scowled and didn't even plan on responding to her.

  Xiang Hong pouted, but her eyes were soon drawn to the packaging paper. She narrowed her eyes at the pretty cherry blossom pattern and decided that next time she would change her nail polish design to this one.

  She raised her hand along the pattern to find the junction of the packaging, rubbed it with her fingertips a few times, carefully opened the wrapping paper, and her eyes suddenly widened into circles.

  Inside was a transparent square box, a cheesecake about thirty centimeters high, with green and red decorations.

  Especially the top layer, milk with halved strawberries in the middle, lined with golden cake, just looking at it makes people's fingers move.

  Xiang Hong opened the top lid, and the fragrance of milk tea wafted out. She wrinkled her small nose and sniffed, the sweet and rich cake aroma making her mouth water, her stomach growling like a little claw scratching her heart. As a dessert lover, she easily forgot her dignity and turned her head to smile at the cold-faced man:

  "Wow, so delicious! So good-looking! Thanks!"

  She had eaten this cake, with a layer of mango slices at the bottom, called Mango Mousse, which Qin Luoshui had once invited her to eat. That guy had taken the opportunity to teach her the etiquette of eating cake in great detail.

  The top one with mango is called Mango Mousse, the middle one with kiwi slices is called Kiwi Mousse, what's this three-layer thing called?!

  Staring at him with burning eyes, Song Shuyu felt jealous - it seemed that he was not even comparable to a piece of cake.

  Song Shu Yu really couldn't take it anymore, she looked at the cake with such an expression, disdainfully lifted the lid of the box, took out the fixed knife and fork tray inside, placed it in front of her, and said with a sneer: "Does looking at it fill you up?"

  After finishing speaking, he felt that he was a bit abnormal. How did the words become more casual as they were spoken? They completely lacked the usual elegance and poise when facing women.

  Xiang Hong didn't care about his attitude, she excitedly pointed to her own little nose: "Are they all mine?" She was having a hard time figuring out how to divide them into two portions.

  Song Shuyu nodded.

  Xiang Hong looked at him with a mixture of surprise and suspicion, wondering how there could be someone who didn't like to eat something so delicious. She remembered that Qin Luo had said he wouldn't eat it before, but in the end, he still couldn't help but want to take a bite.

  Now that he has spoken, she naturally no longer pretended to be polite, picked up the small fork and long knife, and without hesitation, lightly moved the top layer onto her own plate.

  The knife cut through the cake, and the fresh strawberry flavor lingered on her teeth. The butter wasn't greasy at all, soft and smooth, melting in her mouth as soon as it entered. The cake was fluffy and sweet, she savored each bite, and before long, a whole layer had disappeared into her little mouth.

  On the porcelain plate, only half of a small red strawberry was left. She thought for a moment, gathered her courage, and used a small fork to pick it up, waving it at Song Shuyu.

  Song Shuwei blinked, not understanding what she meant.

  Xiang Hong moved her hand forward a bit and brought the thing closer to his mouth.

  Song Shuwei understood her meaning and immediately pursed his lips tightly, shaking his head decisively.

  Look at that red jam on the corner of her mouth, suddenly feel that it is more tempting than the strawberry on her fork.

  He endured it, after all, he couldn't even let Xiaoyu have a peaceful time eating cake.

  A man with a completely expressionless face!

  Xiang Hong pouted, and with a very natural flick of her wrist, she put the strawberry into her own little mouth. Not at all affecting her good appetite, because all of this was within her expectations, not being met with disdain already gave her a small joy of victory.

  Hmph, just you wait and see, there will come a day when I'll have trained you properly.

  Digression

  Alas, our lovely and lively Xiao Hong has met such a cold and hard-hearted man. How can we train him to have just a little bit of romance?

  The following text is a thrilling reversal and anti-reversal, a stunning upset and anti-upset. Hehe, it's absolutely infinitely wonderful! [Please accept, please accept, please accept!]

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