Qin Shujian's eyes lit up.

She can have a meal!

Now she felt relieved.

Qin Shujian, who felt much more relaxed in an instant, seemed to have almost forgotten the terrible incident today. She followed Cheng An honestly and went to the restaurant like a little maid.

The little fat three-shen beside him looked at Cheng An frequently, then the thin and cute Qin Shujian behind him, and fell into deep doubts.

Let’s not mention the beautiful girls who lined up to show their attentiveness to Brother Cheng, from senior high school to junior high school girls, to fat and thin, and even the child star school beauties who were popular in school dramas in their junior high school have sent love letters to Brother Cheng.

Someone asked Brother Cheng at the beginning what kind of girl he likes?

What did Brother Cheng say?

He said, every time I look in the mirror, I lose interest in girls.

Look, is this human language?

This is the truth!

Everyone thinks that growing up to Brother Cheng is just a lonely life. As long as he looks in the mirror, will there be anyone in this world who can catch his eyes?

So, how did he like this yellow-haired girl who is thin and not a few typical malnourished?

When Cheng An handed the meal card to Qin Shujian and told her to queue up for food, Xiaopang Sansheng reluctantly gave up the braised pork team and came over to ask Cheng An: "Brother Cheng, don't you really like Qin Shujian... this type, right?"

The word "like" is very unfamiliar to Cheng An, who is still young.

His definition of like should be given to their babies.

But suddenly, Xiaopang Sansheng asked this, and somehow his ear tips were a little burning.

He raised his hand and patted Xiaopang Sansheng's head: "What are you talking nonsense!"

Xiaopang Sansheng thought it was impossible, so he scratched his head and continued to ask in confusion: "Then why did you suddenly have to cover her?"

No one in the school dared to provoke Cheng An. His words were like imperial edicts. He put his words on Qin Shujian. At least 99% of people dared not touch Qin Shujian another finger.

If you don’t like it, what else can it be?

Cheng An glanced lightly at the stupid kid lined up not far away, curled his lips, and replied in a shallow voice.

"I... serve justice."

After saying that, he walked around the dining table, pulled open the seat, folded his hands behind his head, leaned against the back of the chair casually and lazily, taking the clumsy little simplicity into his eyes.

The little fat three-shen standing there seemed to be struck by lightning, stunned.

Is this how to uphold justice?

Soon, Qin Shujian came back with two plates of food. When she handed the meal card to Cheng An, she couldn't help swallowing quietly.

Cheng An stared at her red finger for two seconds, pulled out the meal card from her hand, and flicked her fingers gently, and the meal card fell into the arms of the little fat three-shen who was still a wooden stake.

"Sanpang, I will leave the work of making food to you in the future."

Xiaopang Sansheng:...What happened just now?

Cheng An didn't even look at him, but stretched out his long legs and kicked the stool next to him with his toes, saying to Qin Shujian:

“Sit here.”

Qin Shujian sat down obediently.

Cheng An looked at her with satisfaction and turned to eat his own meal.

After taking a few bites, he found that the person beside him didn't even pick up the chopsticks. He turned his head slightly.

"Are you waiting for me to feed you if you don't eat?"

——Please give me a monthly ticket~
Chapter completed!