The look in his eyes made Ning Meng's heart twitch inexplicably, and there was such a slight pulling pain.

She lowered her eyes, still smiling, and opened her mouth, wanting to ask something.

Huo Beichen waited for her to speak.

He thought she would ask next, "Who?"

Then, he can tell her, "You."

But the girl opened her mouth and finally laughed. Her bright smile seemed to brighten up the dim light in the lobby.

Immediately, she said, "Master, what do you want to drink?"

Huo Beichen paused, "Huh?"

Ning Meng pointed to the shopping window lined up in the distance, "The movie lasts for two hours, what do you like to drink?"

Huo Beichen didn't know how to change the subject, so he could only walk over and line up: "I drink water, what do you drink?"

Ning Meng smiled and said, "So you like me so much?"

Huo Beichen: "?"

"You like to drink water, but women are made of water~"

Huo Beichen: "..."

He sighed.

This wave of love talk is obviously perfunctory and careless.

He lowered his eyes and said, "Wait a moment."

Ning Meng stood where she was, looking at Huo Beichen.

Because there are more people in the next film, the line is quite long. There are about a dozen people in the front line. He stands at the end, half a head taller than ordinary people, about 1.88 meters.

As the focus of the crowd, he was dressed in a well-tailored suit, but his whole body was enveloped by a layer of coldness, causing people around him to look at him, but they did not dare to strike up a conversation.

Ning Meng stared at his back and was dumbfounded.

From the inside to the outside of this person, from the hair to the toes, there is one word: excellent.

So he must have been popular in high school, right?

His affectionate eyes just now, and the person who said it, who is he referring to?

She wanted to ask, but didn't dare to ask.

Because, anyway, it can't be her.

Even this body is not her.

In Ning Meng's heart, a kind of irritability suddenly appeared, and the eyes of depressed people dimmed.

It seemed to be standing here for a while, and it seemed to be standing here for a long time. When she came to her senses, the man had already bought something to drink and was standing in front of her.

He handed her a cup of milk tea, and immediately asked casually, "What do you think?"

Ning Meng took a sip of the milk tea, the foam stuck to her lips, she licked it, and replied perfunctorily, "I'm thinking about why I'm so poor."

Huo Beichen:? ?

Ning Meng said this because the flamboyant man said that she couldn't even afford food in the past, and she thought that in reality, she left the orphanage and went to college alone. Although the tuition fee was exempted, the living expenses still had to be earned by herself , At that time, if you really have to calculate a piece of chicken steak, you can't even afford rice?

After she said this, she walked ahead, and when she entered the movie theater and found her seat to sit down, she realized that the milk tea she drank was her favorite taste: three points sweet, with a milk cap , with pearls and nata de coco.

She settled down, looked at the milk tea cup, and a thought flashed in her mind, is it a coincidence?

At this moment, Huo Beichen was sitting next to her, feeling the girl's sudden depression, picked up his phone, and sent a group message under "Is Madam home today?"

Huo Beichen: 【What does she mean by being poor? what should I do? 】

Qi Shan: 【Kill it】

Seeing these three words, Huo Beichen frowned and kicked Fei Bai out of the group chat.

After the kick, Fei Bai chatted with him privately:? ? ?

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