He's super cute

Chapter 27

The whole city is like a porcelain kiln that has been soaked through, it is difficult to breathe, there is no cloud in the sky, there is no wind, and there is a scorching sun above the head, standing there lazily.

Yu Xiaoque squeezed out of the bus with great effort, like a child in a big class on a spring outing, holding a schoolbag strap in her little hand, carrying a large thermos across her shoulders, wearing a pair of shorts, and her thin, glistening white legs were particularly eye-catching.

The gorgeous little face was baked red, "Fortunately baked..." Yu Xiaoque wiped off the sweat, poured a mouthful of ice water, raised her head and squinted to read the words on the plaque.

The small advertisement in his hand was crumpled and squeezed into a small ball.

"Little bird, here!" Meng Nan saw the confused little bird in the crowd at a glance, and waved vigorously.

Yu Xiaoque's eyes lit up, the little twitch on the back of her head jumped up and down, and she trotted over, almost unable to stop the brakes.

Meng Nan's heart almost melted.

Who doesn't love cute little beauties?

"Slow down, don't rush." ​​Meng Nan helped him, looking at the sweat on the tip of the man's white nose, "You came here by yourself?"

Yu Xiaoque has a driver to pick her up when she goes in and out of the dessert class. She looks like a charming and pampered young master, with no mud on the soles of her shoes, which is extremely expensive.

"Yeah." Yu Xiaoque's big eyes were bent, her eyes were shining, and she was a little shy, "I came here by myself by bus."

I also emphasized the pronunciation of my two words, for fear that others would not know my little thoughts.

Daimao was slightly raised, poking his head and begging for praise.

Meng Nan was so cute by his little expression, she took him by the wrist and entered the bakery, holding back a smile and said, "How did you come here by bus in such a hot day?"

This store is opened near the university town, and students in twos and threes chat quietly about topics of interest, which is quiet and has a sense of atmosphere.

"Yes, it's you?" A clear male voice stammered, as if very surprised.

Yu Xiaoque looked back with a large thermos cup in her arms. The boy's hair was well-groomed, and the cuffs of his shirt were rolled up between his arms, revealing his wheat-colored skin. He was wearing an apron with the words "fortunately baked", standing behind the bar with erratic eyes.

Want to see him but dare not.

"It's you!" Yu Xiaoque leaned closer, supported the cooking table to identify carefully, and licked the little dimple on her lips, "I remember you."

"I, I didn't expect it to be you." Xing Ke scratched the back of his head, his breathing became a little lighter, and he didn't dare to lift his eyelids, "Why did you come here?"

As if he had realized something, his face was flushed, and he waved his hands quickly, "It's not that you... you can't come, you can come anytime..."

"It's not..."

Meng Nan crossed his hips and looked to the left. The little boss who gave him a serious interview just now seemed to be mentally disturbed, stuttering, like a student who was not ready for homework and was randomly checked by the teacher.

"You..." Meng Nan turned his eyes around the two, "Do you know each other?"

"Yeah!" Yu Xiaoque was obviously a little excited because he saw someone who was not a stranger, and Chickie nodded, "I've seen it once."

Fortunately, I took a few sips of ice water and finally calmed down a bit.

His eyes sneaked onto Yu Xiaoque's swaying little tugging, and his heart was itchy.

"Are you here to apply for the job?" Fortunately, he became nervous and stuttered again, "What do you want to eat? Me, I'll make it for you."

His brain is in a mess now, the adrenaline is rushing up, and his mind is full of little troubles.

Since the last time he caught a glimpse, the dazed Kung Fu little beauty has disappeared, and for a few days the only thing he's haunted and dreamed about is this little dangling little tow.

He knew he was probably done.

Unexpectedly, the sweetheart whom I have been thinking about day and night will deliver it to my door!

"I'm here to apply for a job." Yu Xiaoque tilted her head and only grasped the first half of the sentence.

"Okay, okay..." Xing Ke struggled to regain some sense, and said calmly, "You can come to work tomorrow."

"Boss, calm down!" The clerk shook his body in disbelief, "I need an interview!!"

"Okay." Xing Ke poured another glass of ice water, took a deep breath, turned to look at Yu Xiaoque, and said in a calm voice, "What time can you come to work tomorrow?"

Yu Xiaoque had never had a part-time job before, so she thought this was an interview, so she jumped up happily and said innocently, "Two o'clock!"

"The hourly salary is thirty, and it can't be less than twenty hours a week, is that okay?" The clerk threw the demented little boss into the back kitchen, met those watery eyes, and subconsciously softened his voice.

The husband goes to work at one o'clock and gets home at seven o'clock.

Little Canary's eyes rolled around, thinking about small calculations.

Then he goes to the store at 90 o'clock and returns home at [-] o'clock, and it costs [-] yuan a day!

"Okay." Yu Xiaoque replied sweetly.

His eyes were involuntarily glued to various delicate cakes, he stroked his stomach, and burped with a carrot flavor.

# "I heard that you took your little lover back again?"

"It's not a little lover." Jiang Yan leaned halfway on the car seat, tapped the armrest with his slender index finger intermittently, and threw the phone aside and turned on the hands-free.

Cheng Yu sat on the side with a concerned face.

"Don't tell me that it's a friend's nonsense." Jiang Jinchi laughed, and the disdain was clear through the phone.

"I've been waiting for him for a long time..." Jiang Yan leaned on his head, the evening wind blew his forehead hair, and those deep eyes were even more affectionate, as if he could only accommodate one person, "The one who wants to spend a lifetime together. "

Cheng Yu pursed her lips and smiled shyly, then gently held Jiang Yan's hand.

"I said..." Jiang Jinchi is an old fox after all, and he is not annoyed, as if pointing out the facts calmly, "You can only marry the Chu family."

"If you want to get married, you go." Jiang Yan always spoke in a leisurely manner, with a little sneer squeezed out of his throat, "Anyway, you are always strong, aren't you?"

"I'm not like you." Jiang Yan's tone was very gentle, with a few traces of inexplicable tenderness swaying from his lips and teeth, "I will only marry that one person."

Cheng Yu's heart skipped a beat, and he tightened his grip on Jiang Yan's hand.

"Then what about the one at your house?" Jiang Jinchi's breath tightened for a while, obviously suppressing his anger, he reminded calmly, "How to deal with it?"

Cheng Yu also raised his eyes, wondering what Jiang Yan was planning.

"Naturally, it's out of sight and out of sight. Throw it away and raise it elsewhere, so as not to hinder Ayu's eyes." Jiang Yan changed into a comfortable posture, and said indifferently, "Just don't treat him badly."

"I can't afford to keep such a thing."

The contempt in the words is self-evident, and every word praises the person around him as a treasure.

Comparing the two, there is a difference between cloud and mud.

"Are you really going to send Xiaoque away?" Cheng Yu licked his dry lips and asked softly, "He doesn't know anything, I'm afraid he will have a hard life."

"Being in your favor and enjoying the blessings for so many years is considered cheap to him." Jiang Yan looked sideways at the scenery outside the car window and rubbed his wrist, "It's just a shield."

"But he is sincere to you after all..." Cheng Yu carefully observed Jiang Yan's expression, and asked carefully, "Are you willing?"

"Such an unhandy little thing." Jiang Yan raised his eyebrows, as if he heard something unbelievable, "What's there to be reluctant about?"

"Do you want him to keep it?" He closed the car window, with a meaningful smile in the corner of his mouth, and said without beginning or end.

"No, it's not..." Cheng Yu lowered his head and buttoned the cushion, "I thought Xiaoque might not be used to hard life."

"The young master Wang, who works in real estate, seems to like his type quite a bit. Why don't you send him over there, I'm sure it won't be any worse than now."

Young Master Wang's ability is not well-known in the circle, but there are quite a few people who know him.

In two or three days, little boys were sent to the hospital dying of being played by him.

Anal prolapse is not uncommon.