I Let the Boss A Become O - Chapter 40

At this time, there are many people on the snack street.

Wen Qingmo leaned closer to Lu Xi uncomfortably, and took her hand.

It’s not that he hasn’t been to crowded places, he has attended all kinds of parties and banquets, but Wen Qingmo is not used to the situation where there is no safe distance between people and they can collide with each other from time to time.

He unconsciously seeks familiar and dependent people.

Lu Xi held Wen Qingmo’s slender fingers with his backhand: “Brother, what do you want to eat?”

“I…” Wen Qingmo hesitated to speak, looked around for a week, there were all kinds of small shops lined up beside the road, brightly lit, full of smoke and fragrance, and there was a long queue in front of many of them, “You decide.”

He never ate here.

Lu Xi looked left and right, and dragged Wen Qingmo to the stall selling octopus balls: “Boss, how much is the small portion?”

“Five dollars.”

“Here’s a copy.” Lu Xi took out his mobile phone and scanned the QR code boldly.

The stall owner made it very quickly, and the octopus **** were quickly packed into boxes and handed to them steaming hot.

“Thank you.” Lu Xi took it, “hissed” again, and blinked: “It’s so hot.”

“I’ll get it.”

As Wen Qingmo said, he took it from Lu Xi’s hand, held it carefully, and said hesitantly, “Yes…do you want to eat now?”

“That’s right,” Lu Xi nodded, and found a place with fewer people to stop, “Otherwise, it would be so troublesome to hold it all the time.”

Wen Qingmo: “…”

Seeing Wen Qingmo’s distressed expression, Lu Xi couldn’t help but smile, she reached out to open the paper box, took out the bamboo stick inside, forked an octopus ball, put it to her mouth and blew it, then opened her mouth and bit down half of it .

“Well,” Lu Xi chewed slowly, with a predictable expression on his face, “I think the octopus inside was used to make meatballs before it was an adult. It’s so pitiful. It’s a child laborer.”

When will she be able to eat real octopus balls.

As she spoke, she forked the remaining half and handed it to Wen Qingmo’s lips: “Brother, eat quickly.”

Wen Qingmo was taken aback, and looked left and right. Although there were few people here, it was not so crowded in comparison. There were still pedestrians coming and going.

Seeing that Wen Qingmo didn’t open his mouth for a long time, Lu Xi leaned forward again: “Well, brother, no one will watch, eat quickly, and if you don’t want to eat, I will feed you with my mouth.”

Lu Xi threatened.

Wen Qingmo’s ears turned red in an instant, and he felt ashamed when he heard such words in public, as if he was afraid that Lu Xi would really feed him with his mouth, he immediately swallowed the half octopus ball.

Finally successfully fed Wen Qingmo, Lu Xi was quite satisfied, she ate another one by herself, and then forked another one to Wen Qingmo: “Ah—”

“Xiaoxi, I can do it myself.”

Wen Qingmo tried to reach for the bamboo stick, but Lu Xi nimbly dodged it. She shook her head with a firm face: “No, I’ll feed you.”

Wen Qingmo had no choice but to open his mouth and eat the second, then the third, and the fourth…

The sauce on the wooden fish flowers touched the corner of Wen Qingmo’s lips, he stretched out the tip of his tongue and licked it, but there was still some residue, Lu Xi took out a piece of toilet paper to help him wipe it off, and teased: “Brother, you are so stupid , and you can still eat it in your mouth.”

The last time I saw Wen Qingmo get the sauce to the corner of his mouth and eat pancakes, they had nothing to do with each other at that time, and Lu Xi could only stuff the toilet paper into Wen Qingmo’s hands.

But now, she can do all kinds of things to Wen Qingmo unscrupulously.

Wen Qingmo frowned awkwardly, then wiped the corner of her mouth with the back of her hand vigorously: “… accidentally.”

Lu Xi, who was Wen Qingmo’s loveliness for the umpteenth time, threw the box into the trash can, then hugged his waist forcefully, and kissed Wen Qingmo’s neck: “Go, continue to eat other things.”

Next, Lu Xi bought shrimp cakes, and Wen Qingmo ate them one bite at a time. After eating the salty ones, he went to buy sweet rice cakes.

“Brother, you really can’t do it,” Lu Xi looked at Wen Qingmo’s bright red lips with emotion, “That shrimp cake is just a little spicy.”

She felt nothing at all while eating.

Because there was no water, Wen Qingmo could only take small mouthfuls of air, and kept licking his lips. Hearing Lu Xi’s ridicule, he gave her a look: “I think it’s already very hot.”

“Come, come, eat something sweet.” Lu Xi said, scooped up a large spoonful of rice cakes, and stuffed them into Wen Qingmo’s mouth.

Wen Qingmo was no longer as reserved as he was at the beginning, he opened his mouth and ate without any hesitation, slowly relieving the spicy taste in his mouth.

“Too sweet.”

After a while, Wen Qingmo frowned and commented.

Lu Xi was shocked, and squeezed Wen Qingmo’s hand forcefully pretending to be dissatisfied: “It’s either too spicy or too sweet, you are really hard to serve.”

Wen Qingmo snorted coldly, expressionless: “Any comments?”

“No, no,” Lu Xi couldn’t help laughing, and leaned forward to kiss Wen Qingmo, “Whatever we President Wen does is right.”

The two walked around the street for a while, and Lu Xi finally bought a burnt jelly grass and packed it up. Just as he walked out of the snack street and walked towards the direction where Wen Qingmo parked, Lu Xi suddenly felt a chill on his cheeks, and she raised her head. In the night sky, at unknown times, snowflakes fluttered one after another.

“Wow, it’s finally snowing…”

Lu Xi’s eyes moved slightly, and she couldn’t help but stop, stood where she was, and looked up at the sky. Although it was not the first time she had seen snow, this scene that heralded the coming of midwinter inevitably touched her heart.

Wen Qingmo looked at Lu Xi’s warm and gentle side face under the light, and suddenly a strange but strong emotion surged in his heart. This kind of emotion was something he had never experienced before, and it made his heart sour and soft, prompting He stretched out his arms and hugged Lu Xi tightly.

“Xiaoxi…”

Lu Xi was not at all surprised by Wen Qingmo’s sudden hug, she looked away, hugged Wen Qingmo back, and kissed his cool lips.

“Xiaoxi…” Wen Qingmo couldn’t help murmuring again in the gap between kisses, “I like you so much…”

Just as Lu Xi was about to respond, her gaze happened to look back over Wen Qingmo’s shoulder, and suddenly a figure flashed past in her vision – a very familiar figure.

It’s Wen Qiuhan.

— was looking at them with a ghostly expression.

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I am very sorry uu, today is really too busy, so it is short and late, as compensation, the first twenty-five give out red envelopes