After saying these words, Feng Qian's complexion was as usual, but Yan Ci was silent, and a crimson color gradually climbed up on the white neck.
But now, she can't walk without holding her, and she can't sit on the ground all the time.
If you carry it on your back, you won't be able to stand up, and it will be difficult to operate.
Yan Ci turned his head, his eyelashes trembled, he lowered his eyes and glanced at the flyer in his arms.
Afterwards, reach out and put the flyer by the curb.
He turned around, but did not look at the wind, he lowered his head slightly, his eyes fell on the ground in front of the girl, his eyes blinked, as if hesitating for a long time, before slowly saying: "Okay. "
The very soft voice seemed to be deliberately suppressed, and it seemed to be trying to cover up something.
Feng Qian looked at him and thanked him obediently: "Thank you."
The teenager pursed his lips and still didn't look at her. He shook his head slightly and said, "No thanks."
Then, his eyes fell on Feng Qian, as if thinking about where to hug him to be polite.
Yan Ci was stunned for a long time, but did not move.
Feng Qian was worried for him.
She moved around and took the initiative to hug Yan Ci's neck.
This distance is a little closer, Yan Ci opened his lips, a little stunned.
Feng Qian reminded him: "It's okay to hug."
The teenager reacted with hindsight, and his fingers crossed the girl's knees and hugged the other side.
Feng Qian stretched out a finger and pointed to the restaurant over there, "Go there."
"Um."
The young man answered obediently.
Feng Qian looked back at him and said seriously, "Thank you."
Being watched by Feng Qian so closely, Yan Ci was a little nervous.
It was the first time he had such close contact with a girl.
He is not good at chatting, doesn't know how to chat, and doesn't provoke topics. When talking to others, it is often a question-and-answer style.
When others ask, he will answer, and he will only answer, so it is difficult to continue the topic.
There is not much contact with boys, let alone girls.
What's more, this kind of physical contact was enough to make him blushed and nervous, and his palms were sweating.
Feng Qian felt Yan Ci's stiffness and shyness, so he didn't embarrass him and looked away.
If the fragments of His Highness are not blackened, they will be very good, just like His Highness.
It's also easy to be shy.
The fragments this time seem to be still a little pitiful, and their life experience is probably not that good.
Feng Qian was stunned for a while, but Yan Ci had already carried her into the restaurant.
A boy holding a girl, such a combination will always attract people's attention.
Being stared at by so many people, Yan Ci became more and more nervous, his lips pursed, and his footsteps seemed to be filled with lead.
Feng Qian pointed to the location of the window, "Over there."
"Um."
Yan Ci nodded, holding Feng Qian and raising his feet to walk towards the window.
He bent down and put Feng Qian on the seat. After that, he straightened up, took a step back, and pursed his lips: "Then... I'll go first."
His eyes inadvertently swept to two bowls of rice on the table, and Yan Ci gave him a small meal.
Did she... have a date?
Feng Qian pointed to the seat opposite and said, "Let's go after dinner, I'll invite you to dinner."
Yan Ci was stunned for a moment, then shook his head: "No need, I... have something else to do."
"You didn't come to eat hot pot last time, just to make up for it this time, not to mention that you have just helped me, I will naturally repay you."
Yan Ci's eyes flashed slightly, but he didn't speak.
Feng Qian saw his hesitation and added: "And... if my feet aren't healed after eating, I might need your help."
Yan Ci paused, raised his eyelids, and met Feng Qian's gaze.
After thinking about it, he thinks it makes sense.
If she is not well after dinner, she still needs him.
The teenager nodded, sat down opposite the girl, raised his hand and took off his sunglasses and cap, revealing a young and beautiful face.
Before eating, he couldn't help but ask, "How did you recognize me?"
They had only met once, and this time, he was wearing sunglasses and a peaked cap, so it should be hard to recognize him.
Feng Qian gave him an answer: "It feels like you."