Quick Wear: His Highness Qing Leng is about to be stuck again

"Thank you." Arven said gentlemanly.

"We'll take our leave now. Have a wonderful and happy day!" Yun Rong felt Song Shizhi's palm slightly tightened.

"You too, see you next time!" He waved to them politely.

......

"Sister, do you really like dogs? It's all my fault. I told you not to touch that puppy. But I am also your dog, so it's the same if you touch me." Song Shizhi said in a half-voiced voice, with a hint of green tea.

Yun Rong covered his mouth with her hand. His lips seemed to be burning and soft. "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Unexpectedly, he actually licked the palm of his hand, as if an electric current was passing through his body.

Does he know what he is talking about!!!

What else are you doing!!!

Song Shizhi is obviously older than me, why is he calling me sister?

And this was in a Chinese restaurant, which was mostly full of international students. At home, I wouldn't mind having some fun with him, but now they were out.

The people around turned their heads and looked at them in confusion. It seems that reading gossip is the nature of the Chinese people.

There is a sense of absurd taboo.

Song Shizhi's mouth was covered and he could only hum something, but his eyes were sparkling.

I don’t know if it was affected by what Song Shizhi just said, but Yun Rong felt that he was like a puppy.

"Don't talk nonsense when I let you go." Yun Rong shook his head to discard the thoughts in his mind and warned.

Song Shizhi nodded obediently.

Yun Rong let go of her hand half-believingly, and Song Shizhi just behaved obediently and didn't say anything, looking very similar to how he looked when he was drunk that day.

Song Shizhi looked at Yun Rong, who looked as if he was facing a formidable enemy, and just found it a little funny.

He didn't really care about other people's opinions. He only cared about Yunrong's. He just didn't expect her...

Yun Rong understood what he meant the moment she saw his eyes. Even if you have no shame, I still want you.

He pressed his tongue against his back teeth and leaned back in his chair, relaxing his body.

"You were not drunk at all last night, you were just pretending to be drunk." Yun Rong's originally doubtful look became certain after seeing Song Shizhi's wandering eyes.

"Don't be angry, I was just scared at that time." Song Shizhi held Yun Rong's hand and did not quibble. Ever since they confirmed their relationship, Song Shizhi seemed to have a skin hunger and wanted to touch her every moment.

I didn't want to sit opposite her, I had to sit next to her.

"Okay, then stop talking nonsense, let's go home and talk about it if we have anything to say."

"Okay." Song Shizhi knew he was in the wrong, he rubbed his hair and said nothing more.

Yunrong picked up a piece of beef and put it in his mouth.

She frowned slightly, thinking that she had never eaten at this Chinese restaurant before. Could this be the Chinese restaurant with the weird taste mentioned in the group?

Why is the beef sour and sweet? It's so strange.

She looked up at Song Shizhi standing beside her and found that he had no expression on his face and was just eating slowly, as if he had no sense of taste.

Yun Rongyou tasted another plate of braised pork, which was sweet and sour. Song Shizhi, who was sitting next to him, picked it up and put it in his mouth.

Yun Rong simply put down her chopsticks and watched Song Shizhi eat. She felt quite hungry if she hadn't tasted those two dishes.

The meat dishes were so bad, so Yun Rong didn't even dare to try the vegetarian dishes.

Song Shizhi ate the rice and soon finished all the meat dishes on the table.

Yunrong picked up his mobile phone and took a picture of them. How great!

Could it be that these two dishes hit upon one of Song Shizhi’s quirks?

"Is it delicious?" Yun Rong asked in a low voice in Song Shizhi's ear.

"It doesn't taste good." Song Shizhi curled his lips.

"I didn't expect you were having such a bad time abroad. No wonder you lost so much weight." Song Shizhi thought that Yun Rong's meals abroad were so difficult to describe, and there was a hint of heartache in his words.

"I want to feel the pain you usually go through, so I'll solve these problems as soon as possible. Besides, these dishes are not cheap."

Yun Rong was editing some information with her head down, but she didn't expect Song Shizhi to suddenly say this, and she almost dropped her phone.

He is very thoughtful, and when has the eldest son of the Song family ever been so frugal?

Before she could say anything, Song Shizhi pulled her up and said, "Let's go home and I'll make you what you like."

Yun Rong was pulled out by Song Shizhi in a daze.

The two girls sitting next to him saw them leave and looked at their backs, "Oh my god, what kind of fairy tale love can be so interesting."

"That's right, not only do we have to eat this weird meal, but we also have to eat the dog food they feed us. My life is so miserable."

"Avoid mines quickly and post in the group." Avoid mines, avoid big mines!

"Sister, do you like me? I like you so much." Song Shizhi hugged Yun Rong as soon as he entered the door.

"I like it, of course I do. Then, Chef Song, could you please prepare lunch? Your girlfriend is almost starving to death." Yun Rong patted Song Shizhi's head, his eyes filled with smiles.

Song Shizhi reluctantly got up from Yunrong and quickly pecked Yunrong on the cheek.

He couldn't hide the smirk on his face, "Girlfriend, just consider it as payment."

Yunrong was lying on the sofa. From this angle, she could just see Song Shizhi. He had cold and fair skin, a tall and thin figure, and a casual air about him, but his temperament was clean and flamboyant.

Half of his face was hidden in the light and shadow, his brow bones were cold, and there was a very shallow scar on the right ear. Yun Rong discovered it when they were eating just now.

Thinking of what Song Shizhi said just now outside...

Yun Rong couldn't help but chuckle again.

Song Shizhi thought that it would take a long time to cook rice and was afraid that Yunrong would be hungry, so he thought of making noodles.

Fortunately, Yunrong’s aunt always comes here, so there is still plenty of food in the refrigerator.

Song Shizhi opened the cabinet door, took out the ingredients, and glanced at Yunrong.

His eyes met Yun Rong's, and their eyes met in the air.

"Song Shizhi, tell me about what happened in your school. I want to hear it." Yun Rong put the phone on the sofa, hugged her legs with both hands, and said to Song Shizhi lazily.

"Okay, we have a bunch of grown men there, they are all very friendly. As for me, I'm there..." Song Shizhi said slowly while washing vegetables.

"So what are you going to do next?" Yun Rong closed his eyes, enjoying the hustle and bustle of the moment.

"Me." Song Shizhi seemed to pause for a moment.

His eyes narrowed slightly, "I will go to the company first to familiarize myself with the procedures, inherit the company, and then marry you. I will help you with whatever you do."

"Your ideal is quite great."

"Really?" Song Shizhi seemed to be in deep thought for a moment, then turned his head and looked at Yunrong, "Then I still need to work hard."

"Come on, boyfriend."