As he spoke, Mi Shu took Yaze to a food stall.

As soon as he sat down, Mishu handed the menu to Yaze: "Look at what do you like to eat?"

Yazawa only looked at the menu and gently pushed it back, "You order."

Mishu smiled, quickly chose a few dishes, handed the order to the waiter, and then poured tea for Yaze.

Yaze looked at Mishu's familiar appearance and asked, "Do you often come here?"

"Well, don't look at the small place here, the food is delicious."

The two chatted casually, and the harmonious atmosphere made Mi Shu feel awkward quickly faded. In fact, she felt quite strange. Logically, she should stay away or be angry about this man who kissed her for no reason, but he was so angry that he couldn't be angry at all. Who made this man too gentle? He always maintained his usual elegant smile and felt particularly comfortable every time he saw him.

The dishes came up soon, and the two started to feast on each other, chatting, looking like a pair of lovers in love from afar.

When paying the bill, Yaze handed the money to the waiter first. Mishu hurriedly paid the money, but the waiter turned around with a smile.

Mishu looked at Yaze unhappily, "Didn't you say I invited me?"

Yaze smiled slightly, "Next time! Please wait until you have to get all the money back!"

"Oh well!"

While the two of them were talking, Mishu, who was walking in front, came to the side of the road. She was turning around and talking to Yaze, but she didn't notice a car on the side of the road ahead.

As soon as Yaze learned his eyes, he reached out and pulled her back in time.

Mishu fell into Yaze's heart and was stunned again.

After Yazhe protected Mishu, she did not let go.

Mishu listened to his calm heartbeat and subconsciously retreated, but found that his hand was held by Yaze.

Yaze held Mishu's hand and crossed the road together. After walking to the opposite side, he did not let go, and still held her hand tightly.

Mishu looked at Yaze blankly, and suddenly she had an illusion that she thought they were lovers who were beloved.

On the way back, Mishu kept looking at the scenery outside the window, feeling inexplicably nervous, so nervous that he didn't dare to say a word, and didn't know what to say.

And Yazawa also drove the car quietly without taking the initiative to speak out.

The long silence stayed between the two, mixing an indescribable ambiguous atmosphere, with the sound of the car moving forward, so quiet that there was no other noise.

Mishu didn't know how to face such an atmosphere. She looked at the scenery outside for a while, then leaned against the window and closed her eyes and pretended to sleep.

After she closed her eyes, she kept wondering why Yazer treated her like this.

First he kissed her but said he didn't know whether to marry her, but now he held her hand.

What does he mean?

Mi Shu wanted to ask, but she didn't dare to ask, so she kept worrying about this question and whether she should ask.

The car stopped, and Mi Shu knew that her house was here, and her heart tensed up again.

She was wondering, what would he do?

Yaze looked at Mishu who was sleeping against the window, raised his hand and slightly chaotic, covering her cheeks and plucked her back.

Mishu felt his heart suddenly jump up like thunder, and opened his eyes wide open, "Have you arrived?"
Chapter completed!