"It's impolite of you to touch other people's mobile phones so casually!"
"We are husband and wife, not others." Jiang Beichen doesn't like it.
Yesterday, they have obtained the certificate, now they are officially husband and wife, so they are not outsiders.
Song Xiaoya wants to refute, but it's true to get the certificate, and she doesn't know how to refute it. She thinks that there should be some private space between husband and wife, right? What's more, she is only his wife in name.
After thinking about it, she still chose not to fight with him. In case her mobile phone is confiscated, the loss will be even greater.
Staring out of the window all the way, the car finally stopped in front of a Chinese restaurant in the center of the city. The facial paralysis assistant took the initiative to get out of the driver's seat and help them open the door.
When song Xiaoya got out of the car, she couldn't help looking at the assistant more. Then after standing still, I saw the Chinese restaurant in front of me.
It turns out that Jiang Beichen likes Chinese food.
When Jiang Beichen calls song Xiaoya to go to the restaurant, song Xiaoya turns around and finds that the assistant with facial paralysis is standing in the same place and doesn't follow up. She has some doubts, "your assistant, don't you want to eat together?"
Jiang Beichen a Leng, looked back at the assistant, the latter immediately understand, "Miss Song, I still have some things to deal with, you and the president go in first."
Song Xiaoya is clear. Two people go in and come to the box arranged by the waiter.
He casually ordered a few light dishes and handed the menu to song Xiaoya, asking her to order something she likes.
Song Xiaoya took a look at the menu, compared with the dishes Jiang Beichen had ordered, and added a few dishes with heavier taste.
Spicy tofu, maoxuewang, Yuxiang shredded pork, Jiang Beichen is not only speechless, "aren't you afraid to finish eating and get angry?"
Look at Song Xiaoya's delicate white face. It's red in white. It looks like an attractive apple with smooth and delicate skin. If finished eating a long acne, it will destroy the beauty of all, he will be distressed.
"It doesn't matter. I eat a lot. If I get angry, just drink more water." Song Xiaoya doesn't care at all. For food, there are no consequences, only results.
And she really likes all these dishes. It's worth it if she gets angry.
Jiang Beichen see her this kind of to eat, righteousness lingran attitude, don't know what to say.
The waiter serves the dishes very quickly. Compared with Jiang Beichen's elegance and delicacy, song Xiaoya is just like a hungry ghost reincarnated, regardless of her image.
"Go to the mall after dinner." Jiang Beichen looks at her to eat almost, just open mouth to say.
Song Xiaoya shakes her head, "no, I have no class this afternoon. I want to go home."
Yesterday did not go home, let a classmate help fool past, today have time, still go home a good trip, don't let the family worry.
"Go to the mall first." Jiang Beichen put down his chopsticks with an unquestionable tone of command.
“…… What are you doing at the mall? " If you need anything, just arrange for a servant to buy it. Why do you want to go by yourself? And kidnap her and go with her.
"Shopping."
“……” That's bullshit.
"Didn't you say it was too quiet in the villa?" Jiang Beichen took a look at her. Yesterday she said it was too quiet in the villa, which made her afraid.
Song Wen thought, she did say these words yesterday, the villa is really scary, too quiet.
Especially in the bedroom, she didn't even have a TV or a telephone. It didn't look like a living place at all. She was bored and scared, so she went to the study last night.
Then, something happened in the study that made her blush and heartbeat, which made her feel embarrassed when she thought about it.
"Why are you blushing?" Jiang Beichen sat opposite and looked at Song Xiaoya's face suddenly turned red.
"Ah? I am It's a little spicy! Well, how spicy Song Xiaoya was surprised and quickly touched her hot face with her hand. She casually found an excuse to prevaricate.
"Don't you like spicy food? Why are you afraid of spicy food? " Jiang Beichen looked at her contemptuously, but still offered her the cup in front of her.
Song Xiaoya guilty smile, and then hand over his tea cup, drink a mouthful.
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