Chapter 175

Zheng Junan was shocked. He just said it casually. When he saw the package on the food bag, he naturally knew that it was Lele's favorite snacks.

A gentleman doesn't take advantage of others, let alone a little cute girl.

"Brother Jun'an is joking. Lele, please keep it for yourself."

"Why? Did you just say that you want someone to give you something to eat? Do you not like what I gave you? " Cheng Lele's face is bitter, and his tone is also grievance.

Zheng Junan's heart moved when his eyes collided with her like the bright and crystal eyes of the starry sky.

I wanted to knead her face. It was a very nice face. In the moment of reaching out, considering the difference between men and women, he finally just kneaded it on her head.

"Silly girl, how can I not like what you give me?" He had no idea how soft his voice and eyes were when he said it.

"If you like it, take it all." As he spoke, Cheng Lele grabbed his hand and put the food in it.

"This..." Zheng Junan is in a mess. Lele is too enthusiastic.

Looking at Zheng Junan's tangled appearance, Jane Xiaolu said with a smile, "yes, you can take it. This is what Lele means to you."

"Mm-hmm, these are delicious." Cheng Lele quickly agreed. He grabbed a bag of snacks from Zheng Junan's bag and handed it to him. "Brother Junan, you can taste this. It's super delicious."

A package of Huang Chengcheng's packaging bags with three characters of papaya stem suddenly came into Zheng Junan's sight. The first reaction of his brain was that the classic ad word Feng. Chest. Eat papaya...

hey, my little ancestor, I am a man, a pure man!

"Cough cough..." Zheng Junan moved his eyes uneasily, and could hardly cry or laugh. "Lele, you'd better eat this yourself."

"Why? Brother Jun'an doesn't accept Lele's snacks. Lele is so sad. " Cheng Lele didn't notice what he was taking. He lowered his head and sighed.

Zheng Junan is in a dilemma. My little ancestor is not that my brother doesn't accept your snacks, but that my brother is a pure man with strong blood. He doesn't need to be rich at all!

"Not dislike, but..." Zheng Junan said.

The light in Cheng Lele's eyes dimmed a little bit. "Well, since you don't like it, I'm not forced."

"Who says he doesn't like it? I think your brother Jun'an likes it very much." When Cheng Lele took away the snack, a big hand grabbed the bag of snack from her hand and forced it to Zheng Junan.

Once eyes are bright, Cheng Lele can see people clearly, eyes are bent into lovely crescent shape.

"Brother Jincheng."

Zheng Jun was stunned when he settled down. "Jincheng, do you know..."

there is something wrong with it!

Did ye Jincheng notice what the girl was holding!

Dried Papaya! That's papaya!

"Yes." Ye Jincheng's response was to hug Jian Xiaolu, who was holding a smile. "Because you know it, I asked you to accept it. I see you are short of heart and eye recently, and you just eat this tonic."

Obviously, there is something in the story. Zheng Junan's tooth grinding is Huo Huo, but he has no choice. Who let him be ye Jincheng.

Jane Xiaolu slightly restrained her smile, but she didn't dare to laugh too clearly. As she said, eating papaya to mend her chest and ye Jincheng clearly implied Zheng Junan's lack of heart.

Only Cheng Lele stood there stupefied, like he knew nothing, and only heard the second half of the sentence to make up for his body.

The crus rushed to Zheng Junan's side, and looked at him nervously. "Brother Junan, what's wrong with you, isn't it uncomfortable?"

Zheng Junan shook his head. "No, don't listen to your brother Jincheng's nonsense."

Beauty. People in. Huai and ye Jincheng are in a happy mood. Facing Cheng Lele, they are full of curiosity, desire and hope. They laugh and make a sound, "there is no discomfort in the body, clothing and spirit. I don't know if I am comfortable."

"Brother Jun'an, what's the matter with you?" Cheng Lele asked carefully, pulling Zheng Junan's cuffs with his big, watery eyes open.

"It's OK. Your brother Jincheng knows to beat me." Zheng Junan quickly shifts the topic. If Cheng Lele has been tangled in this issue, it's hard to ensure that ye Jincheng won't shake out his embarrassment.

"Really?" Cheng Lele is dubious.

Ye Jincheng is in a much better mood than before. "Of course, it's fake."

Zheng Junan quickly glanced at Ye Jincheng and winked at him. My brother, please don't say any more. Can you save me some face.

When meeting Zheng Junan, Cheng Lele is more nervous than he is injured. The more others want to cover up, the more she wants to know. She is in a hurry to go forward. "Brother Jincheng, brother Junan, what happened? Tell me."

Before ye Jincheng opened his mouth, Zheng Junan stopped Lele. "Lele, it's not early now. You come out too late. Your brother will worry about you. I'll take you back.""I......

just wanted to speak, Cheng Lele suddenly realized that his little hand was being slowly tightened by brother Jun'an's big hand. When the palm was warm on the back of her hand, Cheng Lele's heart beat missed half a beat.

Brother Jincheng's hand, so warm.

Brother Jincheng's fingers are slender.

Cheng Lele's heart is like a deer bumping around. He keeps jumping, like an inadvertent move, but he can severely disturb her heartbeat.

Maybe it was his words, with the magic that she couldn't resist, she subconsciously opened her mouth and said, "OK."

In a flash, I forgot the question I was about to ask.

Cheng Lele looks up, his eyes are full of smiles, his face is red at this time, only when she is excited to hear going home, Zheng Junan doesn't care.

"Well, Jincheng, sister-in-law, I've sent Lele home. I'll see you another day."

Cheng Lele makes a kiss to Jian Xiaolu. "Goddess, go shopping together when you have time. That's right," Cheng Lele says to Ye Jincheng deliberately, "hum, brother Jincheng, take care of my goddess and don't let her be bullied."

Ye Jincheng smiled and looked at her tenderly. "Don't worry, she won't be bullied." If you want to bully, it's his bullying.

Hearing such a sworn answer, Cheng Lele was completely relieved.

Finally, Cheng Lele reluctantly turns around and follows Zheng Junan to leave.

Zheng Junan, who is one meter and eight, has a body. Jiao. Cheng lelekan, a small man, can reach his shoulder. His figure gradually goes far away, but his hand is not loosened.

"I think Lele and Zheng Junan are actually quite matched. What do you think?" Taking back her eyes, Jane Xiaolu turns to ask Ye Jincheng for advice.