Huo Yuanlu and Song Xuening lingered in the supermarket for a long time before they finished shopping.
They were carrying two large bags full of stuff and staggered out of the mall. Just as they reached the exit, she suddenly stopped.
Huo Yuanlu was a little curious and asked her, "Xue Ning, what are you looking at?"
From the way they addressed each other, it was clear that the distance between the two people had narrowed a lot.
"nothing."
Song Xue Ning shook her head, swallowed secretly, pretended nothing happened, and wanted to pull Huo Yuanlu away quickly.
He wondered if this little foodie had seen something delicious again, so he looked in the direction she had just been staring at, and sure enough, he saw a cold drink shop with a sign saying "Grand Opening Sale".
"I'm craving milk ice cream, what about you?"
Huo Yuanlu looked at the colorful product display board and randomly said the name of a cold drink.
As he spoke, he secretly complained, how could he not know what Song Xuening, a little foodie, was thinking? She must be craving that signature cold drink, but she was also afraid that he would think she was too fussy, too greedy, or something like that...
Song Xue Ning looked at Huo Yuanlu suspiciously, thinking that it was such a coincidence that this happened all day long. How come he was like a worm in her stomach, knowing whatever she wanted to do?
"You were probably a worm in your past life, weren't you?" She curled her lips, but deep down she was still happy to have a cold drink. "Actually, I don't really want to eat it, but if you want, I can accompany you."
After saying that, Song Xue Ning smiled slightly, and that brilliant smile dazzled Huo Yuanlu's eyes.
At this moment, he would be willing to pick the stars from the sky and give them to her.
Since they had decided to have some cold drinks, they walked to the door of the cold drink shop one after another. The owner was a girl wearing an olive green apron, with yellow hair and two small canine teeth.
"What would you like to order?"
The owner greeted them warmly and quickly handed them a menu.
Song Xuening took it and immediately ordered the fried yogurt she had been looking at for a long time. She also asked the owner, "Can you put more orange in it?"
"No problem." The owner nodded readily, then turned his gaze to Huo Yuanlu, "What would you like to drink?"
Hearing this, he frowned and stared at the menu.
Fried yogurt, milk tea, matcha yogurt...
Huo Yuanlu looked up and down the menu four or five times, but couldn't find what he wanted to eat.
It’s not that there is really nothing he likes to eat, but because he has never had much contact with these “street stalls” since he was a child. Moreover, he just took a sneak peek at the “back kitchen” of this cold drink shop, and the so-called black tea and green tea on the menu seemed to be mixed with additives.
Huo Yuanlu swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and Song Xuening thought he was having difficulty making a decision.
"By the way, we're having a promotion right now where you can get a second cup for half price. If you're having trouble choosing, why not just order the same as Miss?"
The shop owner gave him a way out at the right time.
Huo Yuanlu raised his head and took another deep look at the kitchen, wondering if drinking anything here would really prevent him from getting diarrhea...
Song Xue Ning looked back and found that the two of them had been standing there for too long. There were already several people queuing behind them. In her opinion, these people's expressions seemed to be a little impatient.
She immediately nudged Huo Yuanlu with her elbow, then smiled and said to the owner, "He wants the same thing as me. Thank you."
Before he could react, Song Xue Ning had already swiftly scanned the store owner's payment code and paid for a cup and a half of cold drinks.
“How did you pay…”
Before Huo Yuanlu could finish his sentence, his expression became even more surprised.
Because Song Xue Ning pulled up his sleeve in a very natural way and pulled him to the rest area next to the cold drink shop to wait for the fried yogurt.
"It's just two cups of fried yogurt, not a candlelight dinner."
Song Xue Ning blinked and put down what she was holding. Her palms were a little red from being squeezed by the plastic bag.
She rubbed her hands secretly and massaged the painful areas on herself. Huo Yuanlu caught this detail.
Huo Yuanlu suddenly felt a surge of courage. He raised his hand, naturally grabbed Song Xuening's hand, and pulled her forward.
"What are you doing..."
Song Xue Ning didn't react and was stunned as the man in front of her pulled her hand over. For a moment, she couldn't decide whether to resist or obey to see what he wanted to do to her.
"What am I doing?" Huo Yuanlu smiled helplessly, spread her small hand in his palm, looked up at her, "Your hand is now so tight, does it hurt?"
As he spoke, he rubbed Song Xuening's palm. The smooth touch made him reluctant to let go of her hand.
She could feel her cheeks getting slightly hot, and then she didn't dare to look into Huo Yuanlu's eyes.
"I'm not in pain, I...why should I be in pain?"
Song Xue Ning replied randomly, but was reluctant to pull her hand out of his.
This stinky man's hands were very hot, and his unique warmth was continuously transmitted from his palms to her fingertips, and then, quickly but gently, it reached her heart.
"Huo Yuanlu?"
"Hmm? What's wrong?"
Song Xuening looked down at the two people's intertwined hands, gritted her teeth, and asked, "Are you..."
She wanted to ask if he really liked her.
Although from the past two days until now, whether at Yan Qing and Huo Beiting's wedding or at the private gathering at the barbecue restaurant that day, she could clearly know that Mr. and Mrs. Yan were trying to bring them together...
However, just as Huo Yuanlu wanted to hear her say in person that she was single, she also wanted him to tell her solemnly that he liked her.
Otherwise, Song Xue Ning really couldn't believe that someone like Huo Yuanlu, who had everything provided for him and grew up with a silver spoon in his mouth, would actually fall in love with a small character like her.
The Cinderella fairy tale is not something that a city worker like her dares to fantasize about.
"Hmm? Is that something?"
Huo Yuanlu seemed to know what Song Xue Ning was going to ask, and deliberately asked questions knowing the answer in order to hear her say it.
His heart began to beat uncontrollably, as if in the next second, his little heart would jump out of his mouth because of beating too fast.
"I mean, are you..."
"Miss, your fried yogurt is ready."
Just like their conversation was interrupted by the naughty kids in the supermarket just now, this time, it was the fried yogurt that Song Xue Ning had been thinking about that ruined the atmosphere.
The two looked at each other helplessly and had to accept their fate.
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