Chapter 66

Lu Ziheng thought that Shen Qinghuan ignored him for the first time because he didn't want to eat noodles and was afraid to attack his enthusiasm, so he chose to express his meaning in a silent way.

But when Shen Qinghuan finished washing, seeing that he was going out, he asked, "Lu Ziheng. Don't you eat together? "

"Huh?" Lu Ziheng suddenly stopped and obviously didn't understand Shen Qinghuan's meaning.

"If you don't eat the noodles, they're going to burn."

Lu Ziming held his chin with one hand and looked at the young man and girl in front of him with great interest. He already thought he was a couple.

"You don't..." before Lu Ziheng finished, Lu Ziming immediately interrupted Lu Ziheng's words and expected Lu Ziheng's elm head to succeed in chasing his daughter-in-law. It must be no play in his life. "Boy Heng thought you just ignored him and thought you didn't like noodles, so he decided to go out and buy you breakfast."

Shen Qinghuan looked at Lu Ziheng and thought of the question he had just asked himself in the room.

"Qinghuan. I made breakfast. After that, we went to school together. "

After she didn't reply, she heard him ask herself again.

"Qinghuan. What would you like for breakfast? "

"Everything is OK."

"I can say anything, including boiled noodles, of course." Shen Qinghuan sat on the bar. She broke off her disposable chopsticks and ate slowly.

Lu Ziheng sat opposite Shen Qinghuan. He asked carefully, "if you're not used to eating..."

Lu Ziming winked at Lu Ziheng. As a passer-by, he saw how unable Lu Ziheng was to speak. What is not used to eating? Are there any people who are not used to eating noodles these days?

Shen Qinghuan raised his puzzled little face from the bowl. Lu Ziming kindly explained to Lu Ziheng: "Xiaoheng said that you may not be used to sitting at the bar for breakfast."

"No." Shen Qinghuan shook her head. In her previous life, she squatted on the main road to eat boxed lunch. The bar still has a place. It's good.

Lu Ziming secretly pinched sweat for himself. He thought he was too idle recently. Only then did he pinch sweat from young people.

Shen Qinghuan ate a boiled poached egg at the bottom of the bowl. This is the only remaining egg in Lu Ziming's family. Lu Ziming saw that the little girl was very happy and lamented that today's young people can borrow flowers to offer Buddha.

After breakfast, because it was close to class, Lu Ziheng grabbed Shen Qinghuan's hand, threw Lu Ziming a farewell word, and hurried out of the club.

Oh.

Lu Ziming was a little desperate with two empty bowls in his hand.

It seems that as a cousin, he not only has to provide a place to live for his brother's love road, but also has to act as a free labor force.

Lu Ziming was washing dishes in the sink angrily. He really didn't want to pretend to be a passer-by with a similar name. If the third uncle wanted to give Lu Ziheng all kinds of tests, don't pull him into the water.

The cell phone in my pocket buzzed.

Lu Ziming took out a hand and wiped it on his apron. Seeing the news that he had received $1 million, he immediately replied "OK".

It's a short hand. Anyway, my cousin is stupid to learn. He can't even see that he is related by blood.

A middle school, senior one language group.

When the teachers of other classes saw Liu Min stepping on the bell and just swiping his card, they came forward and asked, "Miss Liu. I heard that there is a dark horse named Shen Qinghuan in your class? "

Liu Min paused. She frowned and wondered what Shen Qinghuan had done to make other class teachers complain early in the morning.

"Shen Qinghuan in your class is really powerful. At a young age, life is wonderful..."

The more Liu Min listens, the more uncomfortable she is. She has been teaching for many years. The students in her class can scold themselves, but it's absolutely impossible to say it from others.