Don't look at An Xiangrong's 30th, but in fact, he didn't even hold the girl's hand!
Because the personality is relatively shy, and the appearance is ordinary, An Xiangrong naturally has no femininity.
And he did not ask for things like feelings, and he has always held a natural mentality.
So in these years, although his parents have been urged, he has an indifferent attitude. He has lived a leisurely single Han life. He read books in the pharmacy all day and drink tea.
This is the first time he took the initiative to ask the girl to come out for dinner, so don't mention how nervous it is.
"Miss He, please." An Xiangrong pulled the chair for He Xiaoyu very much.
He Xiaoyu smiled slightly, "Thank you Mr. An."
An Xiangrong laughed: "Miss we came to go, and it is too much. You just call my name."
He Xiaoyu crooked his head and thought about it, saying, "You are a few years older than me, then I will call you Ontario."
An Xiangrong was shouted by this sweet "Ontario", and he nodded again and again, "OK, no problem. You can do it."
After speaking, he handed the menu to He Xiaoyu and said, "Women are preferred, come on."
He Xiaoyu pushed the menu back, and said with a smile: "I want a vegetable salad, the rest is Ontario, you can order it."
"You just eat a vegetable salad?" An Xiangrong asked in surprise.
He Xiaoyu nodded and explained: "If you get fat, the guests will not like it, there is no way."
In fact, if it wasn't for the sake of the prescription, He Xiaoyu would not want to stay with An Xiangrong for a second.
She only ordered one dish in order to deal with things quickly and leave after eating.
However, An Xiangrong did not know, and still distressed: "I didn't expect to do you, so hard."
He Xiaoyu said with a smile: "It's not easy for all walks of industry to."
An Xiangrong nodded and agreed with her, and couldn't help but appreciate her more.
Although He Xiaoyu only wanted a vegetable salad, in the end, An Xiangrong still ordered a table of vegetables.
He was worried that He Xiaoyu had worked two jobs alone and exhausted his body.
But beyond his expectation, He Xiaoyu seemed to be a person with strong self -control.
From beginning to end, she only ate the vegetable salad in front of her, other dishes, but just ate a bit or two of the meaning.
An Xiangrong was very surprised. For the first time he saw such a self -discipline girl, and his appreciation of He Xiaoyu became more and more enriched.
What he didn't know was that He Xiaoyu was entirely because he couldn't eat it in the face.
It didn't take long for the two to finish the meal, An Xiangrong took the initiative to get up to check out.
"Which table are you?" The cashier asked politely.
An Xiangrong said: "Table 5."
The cashier bowed his head and operated the computer, and then said, "Sir, the table 5 has already bought the order."
"Have you bought it?" An Xiangrong was a little surprised and asked, "Who bought it?"
The cashier padded his feet, hooked his body to the middle of the restaurant, and pointed at He Xiaoyu and said: "The lady sitting at Table 5."
An Xiangrong stunned.
If you want to come, He Xiaoyu should buy the list while going to the bathroom.
He really didn't expect that He Xiaoyu would take the initiative to pay.
After all, he learned from the conversation between her and Xiao Yun that her family was not very good, and it seemed to owe a lot of debt.
An appreciation of He Xiaoyu in An Xiangrong's heart was almost overflowing over.
He returned to the side of the seat, and he scratched his head very embarrassed: "Little language, I said, I asked me, how can I buy you!
He Xiaoyu smiled softly and said, "Anyway, please eat, whoever is the same.
As soon as An Xiangrong heard it, he thought that he could eat alone with He Xiaoyu, and he was naturally happy, so he didn't quit again, and laughed: "That's it, I must come back next time!" This chapter has been completed!