Slag Girl Illustrated Book

Ruan Xi’s relationship with this time was really secretive. If they were taken to school, the men would probably know it in less than five minutes, so they would definitely not be able to go to school.

"There is nothing to go to school, let's go to eat first." She said so calmly, so Fan Qingtong didn't think much.

"What to eat?" Fan Qingtong asked her.

This is definitely a problem that every couple will be irritable together, what to eat, people who eat, eat and eat, all use pots.

"Take you a snack, can a street stall work?" Ruan Xihe raised his eyebrows.

Fan Qingtong was stunned for a moment. He really hadn't eaten a roadside stall. From childhood to adulthood, his life was perfect, and the girls around him were more exquisite in eating.

"Yes." But he didn't want to kill Ruan Xihe's Xing.

Ruan Xihe couldn't really take Fan Qingtong to a roadside stall. This kind of young master's delicate stomach couldn't eat this kind of food.

You can't go near the deep sea mermaid either, it's easy for Sister Wen and the others to run into it. The more people know about it, the more things will happen.

So she took Fan Qingtong to a very off-site restaurant, the Chinese-style decoration, the artistic conception is superb.

The door is not big, but the inside is all exquisite, and there is a feeling of being hidden in the city.

The wooden frame and the creepers on the walls are full of greenery and beautiful and incredible.

"Do you come here often?" Fan Qingtong asked her.

"I don't come often." She does not come often.

"This kind of shop is very partial, how did you find it here?"

"A friend brought me here."

Yuejie brought her to this place.

Ruan Xihe would definitely not go to the lobby to sit in. What should I do if I meet an acquaintance, so I must open a private room.

A meal was quite enjoyable.

There won't be too many opportunities for the two to meet, so those tasks must be done quickly.

But Xiu Enai this thing, now it is posted, maybe sister Wen will come to see this so-called Dong Dong little sister.

She can't expose it!

So Fan Qing had to show her.

It's just that people won't easily appear in the friends circle of advanced players.

Which scumbag do you see said he has a girlfriend?

Although Fan Qingtong didn't deny Ruan Xihe's existence outside, he obviously belonged to the one who didn't show affection.

When she first added him to WeChat, she had studied Fan Qingtong’s circle of friends. This person was open and frank, and the circle of friends was all visible, but Ruan Xihe turned it to the bottom in one breath. There was no woman in fright. It has appeared before, and this is pretty impressive, and it's a fight with her.

Therefore, it is necessary to give a proper stimulus, Ruan Xihe lowered his head, the emotions in his eyes fluctuate.

It is really not an easy task to make him show willingly.

She casually pressed her fingertips against the table top.

"Call me wanti." Ruan Xihe talked to 044 in the sea of ​​consciousness.

"Call? What are you talking about?" 044 was stunned. Which one is this?

"Tune your voice, and ask for the evil and maddening voice of the overbearing president." Ruan Xihe said.

"What do you want to do?" 044 asked.

"After a while you will say you want me to be your girlfriend, and then insist that I be your girlfriend." She said slowly.

"If Fan Qingtong can't listen anymore, he may take the phone and communicate directly with you, and then you tell him that you have never seen me show affection in the circle of friends, then you must have a normal relationship, and you will not give up on me. "Ruan Xihe taught 044 what to say.

"Will this make Fan Qingtong run away in anger?" 044 said.

"No, come on, fight." Ruan Xihe was confident.

A man who is unwilling to show affection is unstimulating.

"Buzzing..."

Ruan Xi and the mobile phone on the table rang.

Fan Qingtong took a look, but didn't care much.

Up to this point, there is no problem.

Until Ruan Xihe picked it up.

"Hey."

"Baby, I miss you so much."

Fan Qingtong instantly sat up with his back straight.