Chapter 1081： Routine!

Perhaps it was because she was considerate of her identity, Fang Jiming found a concealed location, and the viewing plants in front concealed the two of them well.

Wang Jiaohua breathed a sigh of relief.

Fang Jiming's smile increased.

"Want to drink something." Fang Jiming asked.

Wang Jiaohua was still floating, smiling happily, "whatever."

Fang Jiming just smiled, and then ordered a cup of strawberry-flavored Hong Kong-style milk tea for her and ordered some snacks.

Wang Jiaohua discovered that she likes to eat all these.

Her taste is actually similar to Ling Weifeng, who likes strawberry.

I put a strawberry cake in my mouth, it melts in the mouth, and my lips and teeth are delicious.

Eating with a person with a good appetite will make your appetite much better.

Seeing her eating so happily, Fang Jiming's expression became more gentle.

Seeing this, Wang Jiaohua rolled her eyes sharply, and then she also put a strawberry cake on his small plate.

"This is delicious, can you try it?"

Fang Jiming looked at the strawberry cake in the small dish, his eyes darkened.

Only then did Wang Jiaohua remember that her chopsticks had been used, and her saliva was on them.

A young master like Fang Jiming should be very particular about this, how could he eat other people's saliva.

She smiled awkwardly, was about to apologize, and then put the strawberry cake back.

But she didn't want her to speak and act, Fang Jiming picked up the chopsticks, picked up the strawberry cake, put it in his mouth, and tasted it carefully.

"It's really good, very sweet."

Wang Jiaohua's eyes widened, God Lalu.

The male **** ate the strawberry cake she had sandwiched. Is this an indirect kiss?

Ouch, my heart beats so fast.

Except, is the strawberry cake very sweet?

Why does she feel so-so? Is it possible that her taste is too strong and she didn't taste it?

After drinking a cup of milk tea for an entire hour, Wang Jiaohua felt like stepping on the cloud the whole time, and her heart thumped so fast.

After eating, the two walked out of the milk tea shop.

A cold wind blew in, and Wang Jiaohua shrank.

Really cold!

Fang Jiming glanced at her, "I'll take you home."

Wang Jiaohua silently gave herself a thumbs-up!

It would be too wise not to drive over.

Look, this is not the purpose.

Sitting in the car, the corners of her mouth kept twitching.

Note, it's not because of her cramps.

But she was so happy and wanted to laugh.

But she didn't dare to be too obvious, she wanted to maintain a dignified and steady image in front of the male god.

So I tried my best to endure it.

Ever since, the corners of the mouth kept twitching.

When he arrived at the community, although Wang Jiaohua wanted to stay a little longer, she had no excuses.

So when I reluctantly stretched out my hand, ready to open the door.

Fang Jiming's voice sounded from behind, "Wait."

When Wang Jiaohua turned her head, she saw Fang Jiming took out the white suit jacket she had just returned from the bag and put it on her body.

"It's cold, so I will wear more clothes when I go out."

Wang Jiaohua pursed her lips and smiled, infinitely shy.

Until getting out of the car, the whole heart is still in a state of air.

Great, the clothes are in hand again, and there is a reason to meet again next time.

Deliberately not wearing a jacket, this routine is really not bad.

Watching Wang Jiaohua enter the apartment, and seeing the lights on her floor, Fang Jiming told Gao Yang to drive back.

Gao Yang wondered, why does it happen every time?

That suit jacket has been returned several times.

But every time at the end, the young master saw Miss Wang wearing thin clothes and put on her again.

Isn't it tired to come and go like this?