The Little Fairy Reborn As a Schoolmaster

  Chapter 22 022 Afraid of her misunderstanding of herself

  Lu Ziheng's heart jumped uncontrollably again.

  It is clear that Shen Qinghuan said casually, which made him even hotter.

  In order to prevent Shen Qinghuan from flicking again, Lu Ziheng specifically fell back a few steps, his voice was hoarse and hoarse, and it took him a long time to hold back the sentence: "I am hungry."

   "Hmm. Is that so?" Shen Qinghuan didn't break Lu Ziheng, but changed the conversation to ease the embarrassment: "Right, you haven't said what you want to eat, I invite you!"

  Lu Ziheng did not eat all day.

  He thought, Shen Qinghuan, who lives in a big villa, must have never eaten cheap roadside stalls.

  Lu Ziheng didn't really want Shen Qinghuan to treat him, he just didn't know what happened to him, he just wanted to be alone with Shen Qinghuan for a while.

  "Do you have barbecue?" Lu Ziheng regretted it after blurting out.

  Rhetorical questions like this are undoubtedly like others mocking him for not eating abalone.

  Although Lu Ziheng is not mixed up with the slightest ostentation and arrogance, he is still afraid that Shen Qinghuan will misunderstand him.

  The thumb of his right hand gently rubbed the place that Shen Qinghuan had touched.

  Lu Ziheng's mind again came up with Shen Qinghuan saying that she had gone to school early in the morning.

  It was just that the second-year junior girl of A middle school was entangled by the prince of the vocational high school, and was dragged to the police station to make a transcript by mistake. This missed his waiting.

  Lu Ziheng is not good at expressing.

All the words of    and Shen Qinghuan are literal, nothing more.

  I was afraid that she could not understand him.

  Lu Ziheng is not Li Xiaojie. Every word he says and everything he does is not offensive.

  Shen Qinghuan can see it thoroughly after he lives for the first time.

  The older generation often said that God is fair to every child, similar to Lu Ziheng's handsome appearance and excellent grades, but he has never been able to give him a complete and wealthy family, even if he only reaches a well-off family.

Lu Ziheng’s handsome eyes were slightly dim because of Shen Qinghuan’s lack of response. He was worried that he had just said that going to barbecue is too cheap, not worthy of the Shen family’s goblet with a few years of red wine, and a list of various expensive and exquisite nutritious meals .

   "If you don't like eating..."

   "I didn't say that I don't like eating."

  After the Shen family went bankrupt in the last life, Shen Qinghuan had to personally subsidize the family. She filmed a lot of bubble dramas. The most happy thing about the closing of the crew every night is to have a barbecue in the evening to relieve her hunger.

After Lu Ziheng heard it, his pupils burned hope again.

   "Let's go."

  Shen Qinghuan followed Lu Ziheng and walked side by side with him.

   is probably the power of food. When Shen Qinghuan walks, the soles of her feet don’t hurt anymore.

The colorful street at the back of   A is very lively at night.

  Shen Qinghuan suddenly remembered that China was supporting the economy of local stalls at this time, so all kinds of snack stalls were lined up densely.

  In order to prevent being dispersed by the crowd, Shen Qinghuan's hand once again held Lu Ziheng.

  Boys are prone to sweating in summer, and the temperature today is so high, Lu Ziheng clearly feels the dampness in his palms.

  The two ordered squid, lamb skewers and pork skewers, horse bu, fin...

  Still waiting in the back. Bored passers-by took a photo and posted it on Weibo to prove that they had indeed come to this famous barbecue restaurant.

  There are more mosquitoes in summer. Taking into account Shen Qinghuan and the access control, Lu Ziheng chose to pack the baked goods and take them away.

  At this time, Shen Qinghuan and Lu Ziheng didn’t know. As soon as they walked away, the passers-by who just lined up behind them started to dance with their mobile phones.

  The owner of the barbecue restaurant smiled and handed the freshly prepared crayfish to the passerby, and asked casually: "Young man, is there anything happy?"

  (End of this chapter)