1964: C1964 Was He Really Good at It?

C1964 Was He Really Good at It?

Everyone felt like they had a bite of dog food, and even the tough guy who was still holding on realized he had won, smiled and put his girlfriend down, smiled and said: "My baby is hungry too. Let's eat first!"

The restaurant became even livelier because of this event. The senior sister pulled Huo Chenfei back to her seat and said excitedly, "Wow! Does your family's person often work out?"

Huo Chenfei did not know what to say and could only nod vaguely.

Senior sister pulled her to the side and bit her ear. "So isn't that very good?"

Huo Chenfei's heart skipped a beat and her ears instantly turned red.

She hurriedly waved her hand. "There is no such thing. Senior, don't speak nonsense!"

"Wow, there's actually nothing?"

Senior sister rubbed Huo Chenfei's red face. "You are so innocent and cute!"

After a hot pot meal, Huo Chenfei ate until her face turned red and her heart started to beat faster.

She didn't know if it was because of the senior sister's words, but she couldn't help but think of the feeling of being on Beiming Yumo's body just now.

She didn't expect him to look thin, but he really had muscles... Stop, stop! Huo Chenfei forced herself not to think too much. How could she be taken away by her senior who was about to become a married woman?

She hurriedly went to pick up the prawn smoothness in the spicy soup, but because she was distracted for a long time, she did not pick it up.

In the next second, Beiming Yumo took the chopsticks and helped her pick up a few and put them in the bowl.

Huo Chenfei and him looked at each other and felt inexplicably guilty. She said, "Thank you."

Beiming Yumo was also a little embarrassed. There was awkwardness and warmth between the two of them. It was an awkward atmosphere.

After eating the hotpot, the two of them bid farewell to the senior president. Huo Chenfei looked at the time and saw that there was still an hour and a half until the next appointment.

She was somewhat full and wanted to digest her food, so she went downstairs with Beiming Yumo to stroll around the pedestrian street.

There was a square in the middle of the pedestrian street. Because it was the weekend, there were many people. Among them, a few children were playing a hockey ball.

The ice ball rolled around. When Huo Chenfei discovered it, it just happened to roll in front of her feet.

The ball hit her shoes, rolled to the side, and then fell into a hole in a building.

Huo Chenfei blinked and looked at the few children running over. She had a bad feeling.

Sure enough, in the next second, after a child discovered that the ball of ice was not there, he cried out, "Bad sister, you kicked my ball into the hole!"

The children behind him also arrived one after another. When they saw one crying, the other also let out a loud cry: "Bad sister, compensate us for our hockey balls! "Wuuuu..." Huo Chenfei had never seen such a scene before.

She was instantly dumbfounded.

On the side, Beiming Yumo took out his experience of coaxing Mianmian and discussed in a low voice, "Little friend, big brother will go to a nearby store and buy one to compensate you, okay?"

"No! We want the one just now!"

Children were unreasonable creatures, so they continued to cry.

Beiming Yumo said, "Pay ten?

Can I give you ten?"

"No!"

The children began to fire their cannons on the ground. "We want that one, no matter how many we lose!"2

Beiming Yumo was at his wit's end. He felt a headache coming on.

At this time, the child's parents rushed over and hurriedly said, "I'm sorry, the two of you are like this. They are usually spoiled."

"We are not! It was the bad sister! " Wuwuwu, sister is pretty, but she is a bad person! "

Beiming Yumo had no choice but to take out a 100 yuan note from his wallet and pass it to his parents. "This is for the children to buy ice balls."

The parents did not accept it. When they saw that the children were still sitting on the ground, they immediately became angry. They rolled up their sleeves and wanted to beat him up.

Instantly, the scene was in chaos. It was all the sound of children crying.

Beiming Yumo still wanted to say something, but Huo Chenfei pulled his wrist.

She pulled him and ran forward. "Yumo, take this opportunity to run!"

Beiming Yumo lowered his head and looked at his wrist. His throat felt itchy. He subconsciously followed Huo Chenfei.

The two of them ran on the walking street until they finally distanced themselves from the group of disobedient children.

Huo Chenfei stopped to catch her breath and lowered her head. She realized that she actually did not let go of Beiming Yumo's hand.

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