Chapter 79

However, he asked the waiter to put both steaks in front of him, and then cut the steaks into even pieces with neat and elegant movements.

Song Qinghuan can only do it. He will watch it to keep out the cold.

Under the reflection of the yellow light, there is a soft line on his side face, which is as beautiful as the other shore flowers blooming on the snow. However, the momentum of his body is not connected with the flowers at all. Sharp and cold, there is a kind of King's presence in the world, and the momentum is even more shocking.

Such a man, I believe no woman, can resist his charm.

But he is very indifferent, to anyone separated from a distant distance, seemingly calm eyes but only arrogant, only dismissive.

Because of this man, she realized for the first time that human beings can still live like this, not like human beings.

Just when song Qinghuan was in a daze, Shi Yuhan had already cut the steak. She looked at herself stupidly, her strong arms propped up gracefully at the table, and a slight ironic smile rose from the corner of her mouth.

Suddenly, he fell into a pair of dark and deep eyes, but those eyes were more evil than the night. Song Qinghuan suddenly recovered, and at the same time, there was an inexplicable burning in his ears.

She hated the banter and playfulness in his eyes, as if she were satirizing him.

“……” Song Qinghuan didn't speak, but he spat out his tongue and made a small face.

Reach out and serve the steak he cut. Eat it for yourself when he doesn't exist.

When Yuhan looks at her, the slight irony in the corner of her mouth turns into a touch of surprise. Why is her tongue sticking out like Zishi?

So, that's why Zishi likes her!

dessert is Napoleon crisp.

Song Qinghuan likes to eat this dessert very much. When she finishes her dessert, she looks at the one in front of Shi Yuhan with longing.

When the cold steak has not finished, now is eating gracefully, did not pay attention to her.

Song Qinghuan put the fork to his lips, pointed it again and again, and continued to stare at Shi Yuhan. With such warm eyes, Shi Yuhan seemed to be hard to ignore.

He finally raised his eyes to see her, song Qinghuan quickly laughed: "do you like dessert?"

Men generally do not eat desserts, she would like to or when the cold does not like to eat, and then you can give her to eat.

When the cold did not pay attention to her, continue to eat.

Song Qinghuan curled his mouth. When he was reciting in his heart that Yuhan was a cheapskate, a slender hand suddenly appeared at the bottom of his eyes, and the Napoleonic cake was then placed in front of her.

Song Qinghuan immediately watched with a smile to keep out the cold: "thank you!"

She happily fork up a small piece, originally wanted to put directly in the mouth, but stopped, and then handed the fork to the cold thin lip: "otherwise, you eat first!"