Huang qingdie, looking at Ying Qianxi, feels that no matter what he does, he is always calm and self-contained. It's hard for people to find out what he's thinking.

But that's how Ying Qianxi makes people feel particularly secure.

Huang qingdie doesn't know how she feels about Ying Qianxi, but she clearly understands that she likes to be around Ying Qianxi, warm and safe.

At this time, Huang qingdie doesn't know what Ying Qianxi says to the other end of the phone, but when she looks at him, she feels that he has light and shadow all over his body, as if he is emitting holy light, gorgeous and dazzling.

Ying Qianxi didn't know when to hang up. He turned to Huang qingdie and gave her a smile. Then he reached out and touched her head. "Don't worry, it won't happen."

Huang qingdie nodded in a trance.

She felt that she was protected by the idol, especially good, and her heart was sweet, as if she could blossom, with a pleasant feeling.

In fact, she is not afraid of anything, but the feeling of being protected by her idol is different from that of protecting herself.

Looking at Huang qingdie's clever appearance, he put a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth, "qingdie, qingdie?"

Just when Ying Qianxi talked to Huang qingdie, Huang qingdie was almost immersed in his smile. He really didn't hear what he said.

The emperor tilted the butterfly to return to mind, blinked an eye, "what do you say?"

Ying Qianxi sighed and felt that the child might be frightened. He lowered his voice and said more gently: "don't be afraid. Don't worry about anything. I won't let you have anything to do. Are you hungry now? What do you want to eat? I'll take you to eat. "

The emperor tilted butterfly's heart suddenly and quickly jumped down, and his whole body was surrounded by warm current.

She touched her stomach and said, "I'm ok. I'll eat anything."

Ying Qianxi thought about it and said, "I'll take you to a place. You should like it."

Huang qingdie, listening to Ying Qianxi's words, has a sense of joy and nods vigorously.

Looking at Huang qingdie's complete little girl's appearance, Ying Qianxi's heart softened.

Ying Qianxi takes Huang qingdie to a restaurant with elegant environment and soothing music.

When he came to the private room, Ying Qianxi yelled, "all kinds of dishes here are classic. They should suit your taste."

The reason why I brought the butterfly here is that the environment here is quiet, the music is soothing, it can make people relax, and the food is also good. If people are full and happy, their mood will be better.

Huang qingdie looked at the menu and felt familiar.

Suddenly, she seemed to think of something. Her eyes widened. Her hand holding the menu was slightly stiff, and her face changed a few times.

Ying Qianxi looked at the look of emperor qingdie, "how, not to taste?"

"No, I I'm not familiar with this place, so you'd better have some! "

"This is the restaurant chain her mother used to run."

Her mother said that when she was in college, she wanted to make money, work and study, and open restaurants.

Later, she developed this into a business, and the hotel chain has also opened all over the world in recent years.

She did not expect to come out to eat, all into their own shop.

Her heart was beating, thinking, fortunately, the people in the branches should not know her.

Ying Qianxi took a look at Huang qingdie's look, and then ordered some dishes according to her usual taste.