Rebirth: If the school beauty is not sweet, why should I lick her?

Chapter 232

Lin'an at night is full of lights and wine.

Zhou Jiangnan took Zhao Wanwan to the office area. She followed closely behind him, nodding her head, but she was thinking about what Wang Jialu had just said.

"I will definitely take good care of your people."

Does she also think that I am Zhou Jiangnan's person?

But he doesn't want me anymore, so how can I be his person?

But fortunately, after actively fighting for it, I finally got closer to him.

In the future, we will go to get off work together and spend every day together. I am happy just thinking about it.

It's still right what my father said, happiness depends on your own initiative.

Zhao Wanwan is more determined to take the initiative and must win Zhou Jiangnan back.

"Have you eaten?"

Zhou Jiangnan suddenly stopped, startling Zhao Wanwan, who was full of distracting thoughts, and stammered: "Ah...ah?"

"I asked you if you had eaten, but you are just playing dumb here?"

"I came here after class, and I didn't eat."

"It just so happens that I haven't eaten either. Do you want to eat together?"

"Okay."

Zhao Wanwan controlled her excitement and smiled with two dimples.

This damn energetic girl's aura is really unbearable for ordinary boys.

Zhou Jiangnan silently recited the four words "I love Fang Xin", and then recited Jiang Xinyue and Wang Yueran again, and then his heart was as calm as water.

"Let's go, there is a snail noodle restaurant downstairs that tastes good, let's go for a bite."

Zhao Wanwan had never eaten snail noodles before, and followed him curiously.

Zhou Jiangnan was tall and had long legs, and he could walk two meters in three steps. Zhao Wanwan trotted all the way, with her high ponytail swinging, like a little follower of the president.

Arriving downstairs at Entrepreneurship Valley, she smelled a foul odor before entering the store, and she couldn't help but cover her nose.

"Hmm... This store stinks."

"You haven't eaten it before? It tastes very good."

Seeing her doubtful eyes, Zhou Jiangnan said lightly: "Yes, you have never liked the things I like. It's up to you to eat or not. Don't blame me if you are hungry."

He found a seat and sat down, shouting at the top of his voice: "Boss, a bowl of classic snail noodles, with more chili."

Zhao Wanwan saw that he seemed angry, and hurriedly shouted: "Two bowls, one bowl with less chili."

She sat down gracefully, carefully wiped the front of the table with a napkin, and then wiped Zhou Jiangnan's side.

"How can I not like what you like? I just haven't eaten it, so I'm a little confused."

"Yes, there are many, games, novels, paper cranes..."

"I... I was ignorant at that time."

When Zhao Wanwan heard these keywords, she immediately thought of high school. In her eyes, Zhou Jiangnan's hobbies were not doing his job and were sneered at.

But I didn't expect that after so long, he was still brooding over it.

This petty boy, so vindictive.

Really petty.

But Zhao Wanwan was very happy when he said that.

It means that he only let it go on the surface, but he still remembers it in his heart.

It's good to remember it. As long as you still remember it, there will be a gap in your heart wall, and I can get in.

Two bowls of snail noodles were served, and Zhao Wanwan was secretly happy. She didn't even ask and just brought a bowl and started eating.

"Hiss... Ha... Huh... So spicy."

After taking a bite, the chili rushed straight to her head.

She was so spicy that she stuck out her tongue and kept fanning herself with her hands. Her face was red and her eyes were full of tears.

As a Sichuanese, she couldn't resist the chili.

Zhou Jiangnan was speechless.

"Boss, two bottles of Fanta."

He pushed another bowl of snail noodles over, and brought the spicy one in front of her over, picked up the chopsticks and was about to eat.

"Wait a minute!" Zhao Wanwan said anxiously.

"What's wrong?"

"I've eaten that bowl, do you still want to eat it?"

"Why can't I eat it? Are you poisonous?"

"You are poisonous. I mean, do you mind if I have eaten it?"

"Zhao Wanwan, are you mentally ill? People can eat anything when they are hungry. You didn't spit in it, so why shouldn't I eat it?"

Zhou Jiangnan said to her, and then started to eat it.

This retort not only made Zhao Wanwan angry, but also touched her heart.

He ate the noodles I had eaten, so was it considered an indirect kiss with me?

So handsome.

He looked so handsome while slurping noodles.

Blame me for not noticing it before.

I was really wrong.

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Zhou Jiangnan slurped a few times, and noticed that the eyes of the other party had been lingering on her face without moving away, and said unhappily:

"You eat yours, is there a flower on my face? It's rude to stare at others while eating!"

"Oh, I'll add some vinegar to neutralize the spiciness."

Zhao Wanwan hurriedly took the seasoning bottle and poured most of it in. Zhou Jiangnan could smell the vinegar across the table.

This sour and refreshing, if she can eat it, she will be really awesome.

Sure enough, Zhao Wanwan took a bite and hurriedlyShe spit it out quickly, her teeth almost fell out.

"Uh, I accidentally poured too much..."

"You don't need to explain. I really don't know how you got into Linda, you're so clumsy."

Zhou Jiangnan sighed speechlessly and asked the boss to serve another portion of snail noodles without spicy sauce.

Zhao Wanwan was touched by the consideration.

At this moment, she finally deeply understood the saying:

If you don't like someone, he plays golf like shoveling shit; if you like someone, he shoves shit like playing golf.

While drinking the drink and taking advantage of the meal, Zhao Wanwan asked about some basic information about Xunda.

Zhou Jiangnan briefly introduced it, including business logic, follow-up direction, work focus, etc.

It must be said that once the business was discussed, Zhao Wanwan's mind became clear instantly.

Only at this time would Zhou Jiangnan sigh that she was a law student and a powerful opponent in the debate team.

...

After slurping the noodles.

Zhou Jiangnan paid the bill and drove back to school.

Zhao Wanwan didn't say anything on the way, because the closed car was full of his breath.

Masculine, and manly.

Not only not soft, but it makes people soft.

Thinking of her parents' words, she broke the silence: "Are you going home for the New Year?"

"Of course I have to go back. I didn't go back during the summer vacation. No matter what, I have to go home to see my parents during the New Year."

"Oh, then after the New Year, will you come to my house to pay New Year's greetings?"

"Hmm?"

Zhou Jiangnan looked at her strangely, and her eyes began to dodge.

"Yes, Uncle Zhao saved my life and I will never forget it. If I don't go, my dad will force me to go. If I don't go, my leg will be broken."

"I don't believe it. You are Uncle Zhou's precious son."

Zhao Wanwan said coquettishly, and it was obvious that her tone was coquettish.

Damn, she actually acted coquettishly to me?

This thousand-year-old ice lump actually acted coquettishly?

Zhou Jiangnan gritted his teeth and stepped on the accelerator to accelerate, and quickly came to the girls' dormitory.

"We're here."

"Oh, then...see you tomorrow?"

"No, I won't go to the company every day."

"Okay, good night then."

"Yeah."

Zhou Jiangnan watched Zhao Wanwan happily jump out of the car, and couldn't help but hold his forehead and couldn't bear to look.

Carry your mother on your back.

What on earth am I doing?

This little bitch Zhao Wanwan is not right tonight.

There must be something wrong.