Chapter 209 Xi Heng's First Awakening 5
Number 11 watched her quietly.
Song Jinhuan felt a pang of guilt, but the next second she straightened her chest and mustered her courage.
What are you looking at!
He's just Xi Heng, who blushes easily. There's nothing to be afraid of!
The original text definitely contains exaggerations!
When the other person looks at her, she looks back!
So the girl stared straight back at the past.
The man paused, taken aback.
Immediately afterwards, Song Jinhuan saw a red mark spreading from his earlobe upwards and downwards.
His gaze shifted first, and he stood up abruptly: "I'm going out for a bit."
Song Jinhuan rested her chin on her hand, watching him walk out with a smile.
Number 11 unconsciously turned around and saw a girl with curved eyebrows, looking like she was watching a show.
He turned around abruptly, and a blush crimson spread into his collar.
His steps were slightly unsteady.
Song Jinhuan watched him leave, chuckling to herself, "Sanjin, does this count as dating?"
After a moment's thought, Sanjin said, "Shouldn't this be considered the ambiguous period?"
After all, they haven't established a relationship.
This is such a short time.
There's no real emotion involved.
Perhaps we need something to check the progress of our relationship.
Isn't the next step after the ambiguous stage to starting a relationship?!
Song Jinhuan was confident; she was determined to win this heart!
I returned on the 11th. Even without opening the packaging, the food I brought back smelled delicious.
The girl was like a fledgling bird eagerly awaiting its mother's feeding; her eyes lit up the moment she saw number eleven.
It's fried chicken legs!
"It smells so good!" She put on her gloves, picked up one, and smelled it.
"Have you ever eaten this?" she asked curiously.
Number 11: "No."
The girl frowned. "Then how do you know it tastes good?"
"There are many people in line." Number 11 said succinctly.
A chicken leg was handed to Number Eleven.
Number 11 looked up, and the girl smiled, saying, "The first one is for you~"
Her voice is very soft and sweet.
The man's ears turned red again. He reached out, took the food, and, under the girl's gaze, took a bite.
It's crispy and fragrant, and quite good indeed.
Song Jinhuan said at the right moment, "Xi Heng, am I very suitable to be your little master?"
"My request won't be unreasonable."
Number 11 glanced at her indifferently and remained silent.
Okay, that means no.
Song Jinhuan then added, "I want to eat this again tomorrow, so remember to bring it back for me."
Number 11 blinked. This request was more reasonable than the previous one.
"Okay," he replied.
He then saw the girl eat with great satisfaction.
The next day, after sunbathing, No. 11 went out.
Since he woke up, he has done a lot for Dr. Tang, and naturally has money on him.
Even though he didn't have much contact with the world, he understood that effort should be rewarded.
Money is an essential thing in this world.
Just like the day before, a small queue had formed at the fried chicken shop window.
As soon as Number 11 appeared, he attracted a lot of attention. Because he exuded an aura that kept strangers at bay, no one dared to approach him.
Not far away, a child walked by, crying and demanding fried chicken.
The mother patiently persuaded, "Food bought outside isn't hygienic. How about I cook it for you at home?"
The child stopped crying: "Really?"
"Mom wouldn't lie to you."
...
The sound of the mother and son talking reached the ears of number eleven, who was in line.
The man turned to the side as he was walking forward, breaking away from the group.
The mental image of frying chicken legs came to mind.
First, go buy some fresh chicken legs!
He was an excellent and perfect experimental subject; he could succeed on the first try no matter what.
Song Jinhuan ate fried chicken again and casually remarked, "Why does today's taste better than yesterday's?"
Then she saw that Xi Heng's ears had turned red again.
Xi Heng is really easily embarrassed.
"I'm a little thirsty," she said.
I went out on the 11th and came back carrying a bag of water and drinks.
"Don't you have a cup?" The girl looked up at him innocently.
Number 11 remained silent, then went out again.
He was interacting with people in this way for the first time and had no experience in taking care of others, so he was neither thoughtful nor considerate.
But the advantage is that he can immediately fulfill any request she makes.
I brought back a pack of disposable paper cups.
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