Song God And His Little Ancestor - Chapter 39

“But…” Xia Xiaoman pointed at her small motor, then laughed, “But you promised me… Let’s go eat together.”

Song Jiahe looked at the back seat of the little sheep, then looked at Xia Xiaoman again, only to see her scratching the back of her head, her red lips lightly opened: “Uh, it’s actually not in the way, except for being a little small. And I’m super good at driving, you trust me!”

It’s almost like a chest-beating guarantee.

In the end, Song Jiahe coiled his long legs and sat on the rear seat of the little sheep.

Xia Xiaoman inwardly said: “Later, I have to tell my sisters that this little sheep of mine has carried Song Jiahe.”

Perhaps it was the joy of being silly, this sentence was surprisingly also uttered by her, and Song Jiahe heard it.

The young girl was wearing a shirt that fit the waistline, the sleeves were shrunken wrist, looking very thin; the high-waisted jeans showed off her legs.

Previously, Song Jiahe and the people in their dormitory had said that Xia Xiaoman’s legs were very aesthetically pleasing.

The teenager looked at this person in front of him, lowered his eyes, moved his eyes away, and inwardly felt only one thing is – Xia Xiaoman she… It should be very soft.

About every inch of the body, are so soft.

The back of the mountain drive to the first rice Xia Xiaoman completely forgot that he first wanted to go to the second rice to eat small wonton, and later wanted to eat cup noodles.

The wind is strong, the girl’s body fragrance also with the wind into the world of teenagers.

The teenager looked puzzled.

“Here it is here.” With the little sheep, the walk to twenty minutes will naturally shorten the time.

Now it’s almost seven o’clock, originally the end of class is still considered very early, but the result because of the labor education, made a little late.

In addition, she went to the lab and waited for Song Jiahe, plus the distance, the conversion, time does cost a lot.

Because once seven o’clock arrives, a meal will no longer provide food, so Xia Xiaoman pulled Song Jiahe’s sleeves, “Go quickly, or no more food, my tomato chicken steak will be gone.”

The teenager also let the girl pull, did not refuse.

First went to wash their hands, before going to the window.

Xia Xiaoman’s crow’s mouth showed up, the last tomato chicken steak rice was taken away by her.

Poorly she looked at the teenager standing beside her, only to hear the teenager laugh in a low voice: “It’s okay, I’ll just eat something else.”

Song Jiahe has no requirements for food, as long as it can fill up the stomach, it seems to be fine.

Xia Xiaoman, who had found a good seat, was going to get chopsticks, but she found that Song Jiahe had already got them and gave her a pair of chopsticks and a spoon. After she smilingly thanked her, she said, “The tomato chicken steak for one rice, the small wonton for two rice, the spaghetti for three rice, the beef and egg over rice for four rice, and the coconut fruit fish for the faculty are all classics! But then, breakfast is to one rice of delicious, three rice of soy milk than four rice of thick, hey, also do not know if you feel.”

“So, then I’m not so sure.” Song Jiahe responded to her, and added – “usually basically eat breakfast at one rice or three rice.”

“Right oh, you have to run.” Xia Xiaoman calculated the location in her head and said, “If you eat breakfast at three meals, it means the weather is bad, and you go straight to the lab?”

“Mm.” Song Jiahe looked at Xia Xiaoman’s brain turned quite fast and guessed that it was Shen Fu who said a little about his whereabouts.

The two people are still interacting now, although most of the time it’s Xia Xiaoman who is talking.

Xia Xiaoman remembered the previous confession and her glazed-like eyes turned for a moment.

“Song Jiahe, let me ask you a question?”

“Hmm.” Song Jiahe responded softly.

“Are there a lot of people chasing you?” Xia Xiaoman took her chopsticks, which were held in her hand, and then spun around in the plate, “You look so good, it’s normal to chase you, what I’m saying is, in this group of people who are chasing you do you have any slightly smooth ones…”

After thinking about this sentence seems not quite right, “I do not mean me, is in addition to me … like before is not someone and you confessed ah?!”

“Don’t remember.” Song Jiahe never remembered this.

He only knew that the other day it was Xia Xiaoman who was confessing her love.

“Then you… Is there someone you like?”

Xia Xiaoman was drifting today, mainly because her sister Wen Simu was right – she was really full of joy when she looked at Song Jiahe.

Today she was able to have dinner with Song Jiahe again, so the heart that she liked Song Jiahe started to stir again.

“…” Song Jiahe didn’t answer.

He had already finished eating, found a tissue and handed one to Xia Xiaoman, who hastily took it, and he wiped his mouth sagely.

Xia Xiaoman found that Song Jiahe’s lips were particularly good-looking, thin and somewhat pink in color, which should be suitable for kissing.

“Are you still eating?” Song Jiahe saw that Xia Xiaoman had only eaten a little bit and still had most of it left, so she asked.

“Right oh. Forgot that I’m still eating.” Xia Xiaoman smiled, “You wait for me, where are you going later? I’ll give you a ride!”

After saying that, take the chopsticks and sweep them inside the spoon, quickly stuff a few bites into their mouths, like a squirrel, cheeks are propped up.

So was the digression, Xia Xiaoman is not annoyed, but just like this thing.

If you think about it, if Song Jiahe doesn’t like himself, then he won’t come out to dinner with himself, and she is so direct.

Unless Song Jiahe is a scum, but look, he used to refuse other girls so decisively, it is clear – perhaps probably Song Jiahe, is like her.

Just, the feeling may not be enough!

So she and Song Jiahe just need more contact contact, there will be a chance ah!

“Library, no need to rush, you take your time to eat.” Song Jiahe sight fell on the young girl’s face, and do not know what to think, in short, did not speak.

After Xia Xiaoman finished eating, she wiped her mouth with the tissue that Song Jiahe had just handed over.

Xia Xiaoman did not know that Song Jiahe had been watching her. When she looked up at Song Jiahe, she noticed that Song Jiahe smiled, and when he smiled, there was a shallow dimple on his left cheek, and she heard him say – “There’s still ketchup on the left corner of your mouth…”

“Ohhhhhhh!” Xia Xiaoman felt that she was laughed at because she had made a fool of herself, and her face quickly turned red again.

Take the paper towel and wipe it twice, then fold it again, seriously wipe a circle on the mouth, look at Song Jiahe, baring a little, “Is there any more?”

Song Jiahe returned to a cool look, “There is no more.” The voice was a little low.

“That’s good then, by the way. I… happen to be going to the library too!” Actually did not.

Xia Xiaoman felt that this wave, he lost again, the library how boring ah, playing with the phone can not play well, but can look at the face of Song Jiahe, offset, it seems to be okay.

“Hmm.” Song Jiahe’s original plan was supposed to be to go back to the lab, but the old professor told him to go to dinner and then sent a message saying that he would give him a break tonight and wouldn’t come. The reason for the diversion to the library was that he still needed to find some information for the project he was participating in with Shen Fu, so he didn’t need to go to the lab tonight anyway, so he took the time to find the information.

“Song Jiahe, you usually just read books, too boring bla, then you will do something else well? For example, besides running and swimming, what else do you do?”

A meal is still a little distance from the library, but not very far, especially with the premise of the little sheep, less than five minutes, you can reach the library door. In order to be able to talk more with Song Jiahe, Xia Xiaoman also feels that he is enough, really want to give himself a compliment.

“Tennis.”

“Really? I like playing tennis too!!! Let’s go play tennis together next time!”

Although not a fan of running, but swimming and tennis she can! Just can’t play tennis very well …. It doesn’t matter! What if Song Jiahe can teach herself how to play tennis by hand? The tone of the young girl’s voice went up, and you could tell she was surprised.

“Good.”