Kiss!

Qin Rao immediately asked, "What request?"

Shen Xun said lightly, "Let me marry you."

"What?!" Qin Rao dropped the chopsticks in her hand.

Shen Xun looked at her without looking straight, and didn't plan to repeat it.

Qin Rao could no longer express her shock in words, and quickly picked up the phone, "I told her that she misunderstood, and this matter has nothing to do with you."

Before the phone was dialed, Shen Xun leaned over and pressed her hand, with a funny expression on his face, "You believe anything you say."

Qin Rao breathed a sigh of relief, and muttered, "I think my mother can do this."

Shen Xun joked: "She thinks my family is not rich enough."

Qin Rao smiled, "Then did you hit her in the face on the spot?"

Shen Xun raised his eyebrows, "Forgot."

"It's wise," Qin Rao couldn't help boasting, "otherwise, maybe she will touch porcelain and force me to marry you. In her social circle, the Zeng family is already the highest branch she can climb. If she knows that you are Who, must rely on me to you."

Shen Xun laughed, "But she did make a request, and I didn't agree."

During those few years when she was living under the fence, she had already learned to read his words and demeanor. Seeing that he didn't intend to say anything, Qin Rao didn't ask any more.

She didn't mix in that circle, so she didn't know what Shen Xun's background was, but just based on Zeng Hanming's respectful attitude towards him last night, she was not an ordinary person.

In fact, she didn't figure out why she lived with him now. She helped her several times in the past few days, and she felt an inexplicable sense of security.

Most importantly, he is not interested in women.

After eating, Shen Xun left the hotel.

Qin Rao is considered a vagrant now, and she doesn't have time for anyone pretending to be a handicapped beggar on the side of the road.

At eight or nine o'clock in the evening, just after changing clothes, there was a "bang" door closing outside, it should be that Shen Xun came back.

Opening the door, Shen Xun was sitting on the sofa with a laptop on his lap.

He looked up at her, then lowered his head and continued typing on the keyboard, asking her, "Going out?"

"Well, I didn't pay for supper yesterday." Besides, she didn't have dinner and was hungry.

Shen Xun closed the computer and put it aside, "Just right, together."

He socialized at night and only drank a little wine, and now his stomach is empty.

"It's a roadside stall." Qin Rao reminded.

He asked back: "When I haven't eaten?"

After speaking, he picked up the mobile phone on the coffee table.

Qin Rao's eyes scanned him from top to bottom, "Are you going to wear this?"

He was still in formal attire, only his tie was a little looser, and he looked like he was about to sign a billion-dollar deal.

Shen Xun doesn't live much here, usually working overtime at night or having dinner parties too late, he is too lazy to go back to the south, so he uses the nearest resting place.

So there are only a few formal suits in the closet.

He tore off his tie and threw it aside, undid two more buttons on his neckline, and rolled his sleeves up to his wrists.

This posture is casual, but the nobility on his body cannot be hidden.

If you sit at a roadside booth, you can see that the son of a certain family is here to experience life.

He was kicked out by the urban management yesterday, but tonight the night market has resumed its bustle.

Living in a big city, there are not many easy-going people. This is the tool they use to make a living.

Qin Rao found the barbecue stall yesterday, and the boss was a little surprised to see her.

"Oh, girl, are you really here?"

It’s not that it’s not uncommon for people to collect stalls and run away like yesterday, but those who came back to pay are really rare.

The money is not much, and she only ate a hundred yuan alone, but this kind of honesty is really rare.

Qin Rao smiled, "Unfortunately I forgot to take the stool away."

The boss waved his hand, "Hey, the plastic stools worth a few dollars were about to be replaced, but they were just replaced with chairs today."

Qin Rao glanced at it, and it was true.

Shen Xun has been typing, and his fingers are tapping on the screen very fast.

I really don't know how he can be so busy all day.

"What do you want to eat?"

Hearing the voice, Shen Xun raised his head, glanced around, "You decide."

Qin Rao didn't hesitate at all, "Let's go to this one."

A folding table six to seventy centimeters high, and a few light blue plastic chairs.

Just as Qin Rao pushed the menu in front of him, Shen Xun suddenly gave a "tsk", with a somewhat impatient expression.

"Do you want to change one?" she asked.

Shen Xun immediately understood that she was thinking wrong, and raised his phone, "I have something to do, order it."

Then he lowered his head and edited the word "scroll" in the chat box.

As soon as it was sent, the phone rang.

"I won't leave, where are you?"

With a big head, Shen Xun glanced at Qin Rao who was opposite, and said, "The hotel."

Qin Rao pretended not to hear him fooling around, and continued to order food calmly.

Shen Xun smiled and switched the phone to the other side.

"No time."

"I don't want to go."

"Fuck off."

After throwing out a few words, Shen Xun hung up the phone without changing his face, and raised his chin towards her, "Is the order ready?"

"Okay." Qin Rao pushed the menu over.

Just as Shen Xun was about to pick him up, a car on the side of the road honked its horn loudly.

Passers-by accused one after another, "Do you have the quality? It's a big night."

"That's right, this man is sick."

Shen Xun only took one look, then got up and walked towards the car, and knocked on the window with his hand.

The glass on the back seat slid down, and Wen Shuyang poked his head out, "You are not real, tell me that you are in a hotel, and you are here to meet your sister."

This road is the only way for Wen Shuyang to go home, and he happened to see Shen Xun when passing by.

What's strange is that he actually sat with that girl last night.

Shen Xun said casually: "Then I told you to get out, did you hear me?"

Hearing but pretending not to hear, Wen Shuyang got out of the car, laughed a few times, and walked directly towards Qin Rao.

Shen Xun stood there for a few seconds, but still followed.

Wen Shuyang walked up to Qin Rao, "Beauty, do you remember me? Let's make a seat."

Recalling that the other party is Shen Xun's "good friend", Qin Rao is not a coy person.

"Come on, I'm treating you."

Shen Xun pulled out the plastic chair and sat down, took the menu and put it in front of Wen Shuyang, motioning for him to order, then lowered his head and played with his phone.

A piece of A4 paper with prices printed on it, and after plastic sealing, it becomes a simple menu.

It was greasy on the top, Wen Shuyang took a look at it with his fingertips, and ordered a few dishes casually.

"Aren't you going to sit?" Qin Rao looked at Wen Shuyang who was squatting on the ground.

Wen Shuyang said awkwardly: "I don't like to sit, I like to squat, it's comfortable."

Qin Rao looked at him with a deep expression on his face.

Is it because you don't like to sit or is it inconvenient to sit?

The sound of "bang bang" came from the mobile phone from time to time, and Shen Xun said without raising his head: "He is a clean freak, don't worry about him."

This is the condition of the roadside stall, maybe these two people have never eaten like this in their life.

Wearing haute couture and a seven-figure watch on his wrist, no matter how he looked at it, he couldn't fit into such a night.

Wen Shuyang's legs were numb from squatting, and he stood up and kicked his legs, "What's your name? I can't keep calling you a beauty, can I? I forgot your name."

Hearing what he said, did you know it before?

"My name is Qin Rao." She said.

"Ah, yes, yes, yes," Wen Shuyang said hastily, "I remember, No. [-] middle school belle, how famous were you back then."