Chapter 151： Afraid of her uncomfortable

The taste is quite fragrant.

Suddenly thinking of something, Qian Miao put away his curiosity, turned and walked towards the door.

"We will leave after breakfast." A gentle male voice came from the kitchen.

really……

Qian Mian didn't look back, but said, "I'll go to Aunt Wan to eat."

When the words fell and didn't stop, they continued to move forward.

At the dinner table next door, Feng Can, who has already put on his school uniform, is eating breakfast, staring at something with his mobile phone in his hand.

Approaching, I found that it was a limited edition premium car.

His eyes were shining, and he forgot to eat fried eggs.

Qian Mengdi laughed: "Have you given up yet?"

Feng Can looked up, then put down the phone, and said, "Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

"I don't even have the courage to play racing cars?" Qian Ming teased lightly.

Feng Can put down the fork and looked at her: "Up to this point, you...are there any secrets?"

He narrowed Ruifeng's eyes, thinking about something in his heart.

Qian Miao took the breakfast brought by the servant, ate it unhurriedly, and said, "What do you think?"

Feng Can thought for a while, "The buddies who sent me back yesterday are all the same ground snakes. They call you Brother Miao Miao Ye, and I respect you very much. Are you... Girlfriend?! Isn’t it? Right?!"

Feng Can smirked "I guessed it".

Qian Miao's mouth twitched, smiled lightly, and said half-truth: "You are so smart."

Feng Can grinned and grinned. Suddenly, his eyes widened, "Oh, brother, when did you come here?"

Qian Mian's leisurely expression was slightly stagnant, and he lowered his head to eat quietly.

Feng Xuan came with two plates of nutritious breakfast, his complexion a little heavy.

He put breakfast in front of Qianmen.

Qian Miao raised his eyes inadvertently and saw the back of his hand.

At that moment, the fresh mint scent of milk penetrated into the nose.

"Brother, why do you think of cooking?" Feng Can took a piece of beef and nodded.

Feng Xian pulled the chair away and sat down, and said casually: "What were you talking about just now?"

"Oh, the ex-boyfriend who talked about Tang Qianmeng is one of the few people who sent me back yesterday, right, brother Miao." He blinked deliberately.

"You shut up." Qian Miao was not in the mood to continue joking with him.

She didn't turn her head, she could feel the direct gaze, focusing on her face, without turning.

That inexplicable irritability last night quietly took hold.

Feng Can suddenly realized something and almost choked. After staring at the two men, he chose to take the best strategy.

"I'm full, you guys use it slowly, I'm leaving now!"

Then, picked up the phone, turned around to talk to the parents in the living room, and ran out.

At the long dining table, there were only two people sitting side by side.

Occasionally, there will be a very light clash of tableware, other than that, it is quiet.

At this time, there was a peeled egg on the plate of Qianmiao.

After a while, there was more peeled orange pulp.

Finally, when he diced the steak and put it on her plate, she frowned.

She paused, then said: "Don't care about me."

She came here to avoid this situation.

Feng Xian stared at her quiet side face for a while, and suddenly felt her uncomfortable.

He looked down and thought for a second, then took the napkin and wiped it, put it down, and got up: "Eat slowly, I'm going to the company."

Qianmiao turned his eyes to look at him, his breakfast plate was almost untouched.