Male God Please Lie Down

I was probably thinking how to say goodbye to myself.

It's really an awkward child.

She didn't go upstairs to find Wan Junhao, but bid farewell to the housekeeper and went out.

It was the Liangpi stall, she still called the boss two bowls of Liangpi as always.

However, the boss is also very familiar. Before she could say another word, he continued, "One bowl is spicy and the other is not spicy."

Wang Qingming smiled slightly, and in a blink of an eye, it has been almost a month since Wan Junhao was eating cold skin here.

Soon, the boss brought up Liangpi.

Wang Qingming sat here and waited for a while.

After waiting for a while, she took the cold skin and ate it.

Wan Junhao didn't come until she had finished eating.

"Your little boyfriend is not coming!?"

The boss walked up to her and said softly.

"Ah... he... well, isn't it!"

Wang Qingming was surprised at first, but he really didn't expect that the boss suddenly said this, was slightly startled, and nodded again.

"Boss, the money is on the table!"

Wang Qingming put the money on the table, just about to leave.

"Wang Qingming!"

He heard a voice full of vitality.

"Ok?"

Wang Qingming was startled slightly, she turned her head and looked behind her.

I only saw Wan Junhao walking towards her from a distance.

He stood panting in front of her face, as if running too eagerly, there were beads of sweat on the tip of his nose.

"Did you buy this for me?"

He stood and gasped for a while, then pointed to Liangpi on one side and asked.

"Well, but it's not tasty now!"

Wang Qingming nodded.

But as soon as she finished saying these words, she saw Wan Junhao had already sat down, holding the bowl of Liangpi, and started eating.

"Boss, let's have a bottle of soda!"

Watching him eating like this, Wang Qingming gobbled it up for fear that he would choke.

Soon the boss put the soda on the table, before leaving, he gave Wang Qingming a meaningful look.

Wang Qingming felt helpless and couldn't explain anything.

"Oh, I was finally generous for a while and gave me soda!"

Wan Junhao was probably thirsty, and he drank a bottle of soda all at once.

Wang Qingming did not speak, and sat down opposite him.

"what is this?"

Wang Qingming stretched out his hand, pointed to the notebook in front of him, and asked aloud.

"do not move!"

Wan Junhao quickly took the notebook down and put it on his lap.

Continue, lower your head and eat Liangpi.

"..."

Wang Qingming was silent for a while, and didn't know what to say, so he waited quietly for him to finish eating.

"Wang Qingming, I am leaving."

Wan Junhao suddenly said such a dry sentence.

"Well, I know, the housekeeper has already said it."

Wang Qingming responded.

"This is for you, wait until I leave!"

Following his quick words, Wang Qingming saw that he was stuffed with a force in his arms.

He disappeared like a gust of wind again.

Waiting until he left, Wang Qingming looked at the things he had forcibly stuffed over.

It's the same book he just put on the table.

She opened it and saw that it was a painting, her sketch.

First, she was in that small alley, beating people.