Looking at Shen Muyao across from him, Qin Bai felt as if the whole world was unreal.
How does she manage to understand what she means without saying a word?
Now I'm starting to wonder if I've awakened some kind of system.
When did the two of them get so close that they started using telepathy?
If they could get married, they would be a perfect match.
The voice control step has been omitted.
"Open your mouth."
The spoon was brought to Shen Muyao's lips.
She glanced to the side, not daring to meet Qin Bai's gaze.
However, it obediently opened its mouth.
After chewing a few times, you could clearly see that her eyes widened, and two words flashed deep in her eyes.
satisfy.
This is the taste she has always longed for.
I can't explain why.
It tastes much better than the delicacies we eat every day.
"I'll eat it myself."
Shen Muyao took the spoon from his hand, after all, he also needed to eat.
As for the shop assistants staring at us, it didn't bother us.
It became a habit, and she didn't care much about what other people thought of her.
Would you like to try one of mine?
"Um."
Looking at the bibimbap in front of Qin Bai, it seemed quite appetizing.
A small bowl of black pepper beef rice was placed in front of her.
Why is this on sale?
Qin Bai explained, "To attract customers, they offer a special item every day."
"You like to eat this?"
"I should say I like eating things that are on sale."
"Why?"
Shen Muyao rarely looks at prices when she buys things, and most of the time she doesn't have to pay for them herself, so she doesn't have much of a concept of money.
This question left Qin Bai speechless for a moment.
Why?
Why do you say that?
Because I'm poor.
Alright.
If I didn't know she was always so direct, I would definitely think she was being sarcastic or mocking.
No wonder you have no friends.
"Did you feel good about tricking that chubby little black guy at dinner last time?"
Shen Muyao thought about it carefully, and it seemed that it really was true.
"So, you don't necessarily have to buy expensive things. Who says that yellow tags on supermarket shelves mean bad products? You'll gradually get addicted to the feeling of getting a bargain."
The waiter who had been paying attention to the place couldn't help but grimac at these words.
This is the first time I've seen someone describe poverty in such a refreshing and unconventional way.
At the same time, I feel sorry for Shen Muyao.
Believing this man's nonsense is truly the worst luck imaginable.
"Oh, I'll try it next time."
All right.
She believed it.
Shen Muyao took a big bite of bibimbap and savored it carefully.
It tasted exactly the same as the food he fed me.
I was a little nervous just now. I eat like this at home, but it doesn't feel the same at all.
Fortunately, it still tastes the same now.
She looked up at Qin Bai, then took another big bite.
It's delicious.
It doesn't seem to be a problem with the food, nor is it a problem with myself.
Instead...
Sitting opposite me is Qin Bai.
Shen Muyao concluded with a reason that she herself was not entirely convinced of.
Try again when you get home; there might be other reasons.
Chen Lanlan, who doesn't usually like to think much, made an exception this time and spent the entire meal thinking.
"Are you full?"
"Um."
"Let's go."
After paying the bill, the two left the mall.
The rain had stopped and the sky had cleared, and crowds of people appeared on the streets.
A fresh scent filled the air.
Do you have classes this afternoon?
He shook his head lazily.
Are you going back to school?
"Go home, I have to play the piano this afternoon."
"Alright then, shall I take you home first?"
"No need, I can just take a taxi myself."
I was very satisfied with her reply, and it saved me a lot of taxi fare.
She hailed a taxi, and just as she was about to get in, Qin Bai took out his phone.
"etc."
The moment Shen Muyao turned her head, Qin Bai's hand quietly slipped behind her back, took a picture, and then snapped two more photos of the license plate.
"Message me when you get home."
"Huh? Oh."
The driver was a little confused by his actions.
I'm not driving an unlicensed taxi, why am I being so cautious?
After glancing at the rearview mirror, I immediately understood.
If I had a girlfriend with looks like that, I might go even further.
Of course, Shen Muyao thought so too.
News reports frequently mention female college students from XXX University who were trafficked to the mountains and have not returned to this day.
I didn't expect him to be so considerate.
She couldn't help but turn to look at the man who kept staring at the taxi, and her strange feeling intensified.
He seems really good; at least I haven't found any flaws yet.
After watching the taxi disappear at the end of the street, Qin Bai took out his phone and found the housekeeper's contact information.
"Today I went shopping with Shen Muyao. We spent 8,600 yuan on clothes and 35.5 yuan on food."
Then I sent the photos I had just taken.
Behind a cold, indifferent little face appeared two clothing tags.
Done.
This way, we won't have to worry about the Qin family reneging on their promises, as we have both witnesses and physical evidence.
It doesn't matter who wears the clothes, it's all expenses incurred while picking up girls, so you guys have to reimburse me.
A few minutes later.
Looking at the orange dialog box, Qin Bai grinned so wide his mouth stretched all the way to his ears.
Who says red and gold are more appealing? Isn't orange good too?
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