Chapter 163 Your Worries Are Unnecessary
‘Didn’t you, your mother, dress like this and take the elevator to seduce others to touch you? ’
The words of the obscene man in the elevator suddenly echoed in his ears, and he became even more worried. He quickly took out his car keys and walked quickly towards the parking space.
Damn it, who ordered the bird system to wear such tight clothes!
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In a traditional Chinese medicine clinic.
Wen Xuxu was sitting on the old wooden recliner that his grandfather had brought from the countryside, holding a plate of fried buns in his hand, and his mouth was full of oil.
She licked her fingers with relish after each one, not wanting to waste any of the soup.
Jiang Zhuoheng poured her a glass of milk from upstairs and happened to see her licking her fingers. He frowned, walked over and patted the back of her hand gently, "It's so dirty, drink some milk."
He put the milk on the bench aside, then pulled another bench over, sat next to Xuxu, and watched with interest as she devoured it.
Xuxu looked at him, thought about it again, took a fried pancake and handed it to him, "You can eat one too, it's delicious."
"What's so delicious about junk food?" Jiang Zhuoheng lowered his eyes and said with disgust at the fried buns.
"How come the fried buns have become junk food again?" Xuxu rolled her eyes and stuffed the fried buns into her mouth. The mouth was too small, and the soup in the buns overflowed and flowed down the corners of her mouth.
Jiang Zhuoheng quickly took out two paper towels to help her wipe it off, "Wen Xuxu, can you eat more gracefully?"
"I'm not an elegant person." Xuxu pulled the tissue from Jiang Zhuoheng's hand and stuffed another bun into his mouth angrily.
It's better now. The mouth is as bulging as a bun. There is no space inside, making it difficult to chew.
I swallowed it bit by bit, but ended up...choking.
Her almond-shaped eyes suddenly rolled up, and she quickly spat out the buns in her mouth.
"Haha..." Jiang Zhuoheng laughed happily, patted her back with one hand, and brought the milk to her with the other hand, "Drink some milk quickly."
Xuxu took the milk and drank it in big gulps. It took a while before the choking sensation passed.
Her eyes were red from choking. When she looked up, she found that Jiang Zhuoheng was still laughing. She immediately lowered her face and said, "Jiang Zhuoheng, I almost choked to death, but you are still smiling."
"I was wrong, eat it quickly." Jiang Zhuoheng apologized sensibly, then picked up the fried buns and brought one to Xuxu's mouth, "Aren't you hungry because you didn't eat at night? Eat more."
He looked at her, his narrow phoenix eyes slightly curved, and there was a hint of tenderness and endearment at the corner of his mouth.
The warm breath was so close that Xuxu realized that the distance between the two of them was very close.
She was slightly startled, not knowing whether to open her mouth and bite the bun or reach out to take it. The two of them just stared at each other, each thinking.
Yan Rusheng, your worries are unnecessary!
The man standing outside the door listened to the laughter in the house. He laughed at himself in his heart, then coldly withdrew his gaze and walked towards the black Mercedes parked on the roadside.
"Ah Heng, thank you." Xuxu smiled and reached out, took the bun from Jiang Zhuoheng's hand, and stuffed it into his mouth.
She thought her performance was natural, but in Jiang Zhuoheng's eyes, there were still traces of it.
"Xuxu, it's your birthday next week."
He mustered up the courage to speak, but his eyes were still not confident.
Xuxu's chewing movements in her mouth paused for a moment, and then she spoke softly, "A Heng, sometimes I often ask myself, what's so good about him? He has a bad temper, and there are still other people living in his heart. Do you often ask yourself this too? , What's so good about Wen Xuxu, is she still thinking about others?"