Chapter 818: He's a Good Child
ong Yimo also took one and put it in her bag.The next day.Tong Yimo specially went to He Mingxu's classroom door and waited for him to get off class.He Mingxu put away his textbooks and when he walked...Oh——
I was just chatting with my brother and forgot about this guy!
Lian Xing'er walked alone towards Lang An and then took off her cloak, tiptoed, and very kindly draped it over Lang An.
The moment she tiptoed closer to him, Lang An's heart fluttered with an inexplicable flutter, and he instinctively held his breath.
After Lian Xing'er fastened the cloak on Lang An, she also put his wind hat on for him. She thought that this way, he shouldn't be cold anymore!
And Lang An at this moment, two sharp eyes, stared straight at Lian Xing'er.
"If the security guard won't let you in, don't you know to stay there by the guardhouse to warm up" After Lian Xing'er finished speaking, she continued walking forward while dragging her suitcase.
Lang An suddenly came to his senses and took a deep breath.
He quickened his pace and hurried after her.
When Lang An wanted to take Lian Xing'er's suitcase, Lian Xing'er stopped him.
"I want to drag my suitcase myself now." Lian Xing'er suddenly said with a touch of arrogance.
Actually, she just didn't want him to be cold anymore because his hands were also red from the cold.
Lang An followed Lian Xing'er silently, not too far behind her, but also not too close.
He knew she cared about him.
To be honest, in this world, she's the only one who treats him like a human being.
"Lang An, let's go eat hot pot!" Lian Xing'er started talking non-stop. "I know which restaurant has the best hot pot, Ming Sihan even took me there once. How about we go for spicy hot pot"
"Okay."
"Lang'an, do you eat spicy food If you don't eat spicy food, we can go to Jiugongge hot pot. There are nine flavors..."
"Okay."
No matter what Lian Xing'er said, Lang An would always say "okay".
"Well, you're such a good boy!" Lian Xing'er even couldn't help teasing.
Lang An: "..."
Then, Xing'er took Lang'an excitedly to the hotpot restaurant that Ming Sihan had taken her to before.
Perhaps because of the cold weather and it being a weekend, the hot pot restaurant was packed with customers.
Liènxīng'ér took the numbered ticket she received from the waiter and returned to Lángān, asking with a sullen air, "Lángān, are you hungry"
Lang An shook her head slightly.
Lian Xing'er asked again, "Should we keep waiting Or go to other houses for food"
Lang An replied lukewarmly, "Just do as the young mistress wishes."
Lian Xing'er instantly felt that Lang An was very boring and couldn't help but sigh, "You look like this, you won't be able to find a girlfriend in the future!"
Lang An said impolitely, "I don't need a girlfriend. My mission is to protect the young lady." After a pause, he added, "For life."
The last three words, were what Lang An subconsciously wanted to say.
Lian Xing'er suddenly discovered that Lang An was actually quite pitiful. She subconsciously raised her hand, tiptoed, and touched Lang An's head: "Aiya, what a silly child!"
" ..." Lang An was speechless, but his heart felt warm.
Above, through the floor-to-ceiling windows, Ming Sihan and his teammates were eating hot pot together. Their eyes accidentally fell on the outside window.
Maybe it was a telepathic connection between lovers, but with one glance, he saw Lian Xing'er queuing downstairs.
At first, his gaze was only on Lian Xing'er, but when he saw Lian Xing'er touching a boy's head, he was suddenly struck by the realization that the boy was Lang An.
Several teammates at the same table, seeing Ming Sihan staring out the window, each followed his gaze.
"That girl is pretty!"
"Too bad, she already has a boyfriend!"
"Otherwise, we can just have someone go down and get their phone number!"
Teammate after teammate started teasing.
Ming Sihan came back to his senses and beckoned to the waiter.
The waiter walked over, bowed slightly, and asked, "Young master, what can I do for you"
"Downstairs, the girl in the pink dress. Have your manager arrange a table for her to eat." Ming Sihan said faintly.
After receiving the order, the waiter nodded and replied, "Yes."
Teammates stared dumbfoundedly at Ming Sihan.
"Dinner." Mingsi said coldly, cutting off their questions before they could even form.
Though they are teammates, he is also their boss.
Just eat and drink well, and prepare for tomorrow's final.
The boss's private affairs, everyone tacitly chose to ignore.
Below, even as Xing'er and Lang An were just finishing a joke, a waiter approached them proactively and said, “Please follow me, both of you.”
"Here already!" Xing'er exclaimed in surprise.
Lang An, as always, remained calm and composed, his face betraying no excessive emotion.
After they reached their table, even Xing’er let Lang’an order the dishes, but he shook his head. So she had to order them herself.
In her subconscious, even Xing'er recalled the dishes Ming Sihan had ordered for her before. This time, she ordered them all again.
Even though they are no longer in contact, she still thinks about him deeply.
It's the same location, the same menu and dishes, yet why is the mood so different
"Lang An, what do you think I should say to Ming Sihan if I see him on the field tomorrow" Lian Xing'er folded her arms and leaned on the table, asking with a somber expression.
15411/31757214ugged Lian Xing'er and got up, looking at the single bed, shaking his head in pain.The double bed was too narrow, not big enough for the young lady of the house to roll around on.Lang An let out a sig...