The president always wants to steal my sweet potato

Lu Chengfeng consciously picked up the larger bowl, then held Mu Yaqi's empty hand with his free hand, a happy smile on his lips.

Seeing this, Mu Yaqi shook her head in amusement, feeling that she doted on him particularly.

Understanding his little thoughts and cooperating with them, isn't that called pampering?

Must pamper!

So as she walked, she shook the hand she was holding with him.

When Lu Chengfeng felt it, he also cooperated with her and shook with some force.

Mu Yaqi swung even more happily, increasing her strength and swinging him a few times.

Lu Chengfeng looked at her lovingly, his eyes full of tenderness and indulgence.

Mu Yaqi smiled at him and said, "You are quite interesting."

It's obvious that you are happy when I shake you like this.

Doesn’t this mean that you are not opposed to shaking like this? Why haven’t I seen you shaking like this?

Lu Chengfeng responded calmly: "But I am more pretentious."

Wandering around doesn't fit with my cool, handsome and arrogant demeanor.

The exaggerated and arrogant swinging movements made him look like a street bully or a gangster, definitely not a good guy.

Of course, except Mu Yaqi.

She is so cute.

Not called a street urchin.

Apart from her, almost everyone else can be defined as "not a good person" by Lu Chengfeng.

Mu Yaqi smiled and said, "Okay."

When the two of them went out, there was already a car parked in the yard.

Although she already knew his usual operation, Mu Yaqi still raised her eyebrows in surprise. This car was smaller than the one yesterday.

No wonder he just wanted to discuss with me whether to come back or not.

Lu Chengfeng opened the car door, took the lunch box from Mu Yaqi, and put the lunch box in the storage compartment of the car together with his own.

When I stood up, I saw Mu Yaqi already sitting in the passenger seat.

Lu Chengfeng thought to himself that it was a good thing that the car door opened automatically.

If it was the type that required manual operation, she would feel a little disappointed if he didn't open or close the door for her.

Lu Chengfeng suddenly felt that Mu Yaqi was like a popular commodity, and everyone was very nice to her.

This means that everyone has the potential to occupy her time.

But he couldn't say anything yet.

He felt his strong possessiveness, but reason pulled him back, forcing him to suppress this possessiveness that he thought shouldn't exist and seemed to be bordering on pathological.

He didn't know why he had such feelings, but he knew that he shouldn't treat her like this.

And he didn't like how she would be treated.

She is a thoughtful person, Lu Chengfeng told himself again in his heart.

If you want to be with her forever, you should be compatible with her instead of forcing it.

He hoped that they would always be compatible.

Yes, definitely.

Lu Chengfeng had a lot of thoughts in his mind, but his face was calm and he didn't show anything.

As always, he had a faint smile on his face and walked towards the driver's seat with ease.

After the car door closed, he said gently, "We are finally going to watch the shooting stars. Are you looking forward to it?"

Mu Yaqi asked: "Is this your first time watching shooting stars with me?"

As Lu Chengfeng started the car, he recalled: "I took you to see it several times when you were a child, you may have forgotten it."

Mu Yaqi narrowed her eyes and said, "Since you said it several times, it must be more than just a few times."

Lu Chengfeng smiled and said, "You are so smart."

Mu Yaqi said, "You haven't finished telling me yet. I think there's something else you didn't tell me about the bowl just now."

Lu Chengfeng drove forward steadily, with a gentle smile on his face, and asked softly, "What do you want to know?"