super perfect boyfriend

"Hey, lunatic, why don't you leave." Suddenly, someone's joking voice came from directly above.

I jumped down like a monkey.Damn it, I admit, I was too comfortable just now, I didn't feel my footsteps stop.

"Hey, brat, who are you calling a lunatic?" I yelled at him, dogs can't change eating shit!

He ignored it, walked to the dining table, pulled the chair away, and sat down by himself.

I just looked around, probably a box, very luxurious, but not dazzling, a very comfortable room, the wallpaper is light blue, the TV and computer screen occupying the entire wall.Two laptops on a black sofa.On the other side of the room is the balcony, which is covered by strings of silver hanging beads, giving it a dreamy feeling, and the lights on the ceiling emit a warm halo.

When I recovered, I realized that brat was staring at me impatiently, as if he wanted me to hurry over and sit down.

I gave him a helpless look. "Hey, no one told you that when eating, do boys have to help girls pull the stool?" I said angrily.Alas, what an ungentlemanly boy, he doesn't know such basic common sense.

"Are you a girl?" The words from over there almost made me so angry that I punched him. He dared to question my identity as a girl. It was disgusting.

I raised my head, huh?What does the flush on his face mean?No, he would be embarrassed too.I wiped my eyes, my eyes were wide open, I was so surprised, a world-wide anecdote, that the city's famous Bingshan villain actually blushed, tsk tsk tsk, what a memorable moment, I was just about to pick up my phone and start shooting.I saw him yelling at me in panic, "What are you doing?"

"Oh!" I opened my mouth wide in surprise, "Such a thick-skinned boy can also stutter."

He was out of breath, and his face recovered quickly.I shook my head to myself, what a pity, what a pity, what a pity, why don't my hands and feet hurry up.

Seeing me blaming myself, his eyes were about to burst into flames.I gracefully pulled out the chair and sat down.

"Miss, what do you want?" At this time, the handsome waiter tremblingly broke our atmosphere full of gunpowder.

I looked up and met his adoring eyes.well?strangeness.Am I so handsome today?whee. (Everyone: Stupid Han Diandian, because no one has ever dared to challenge Master Ou Chen, only you, this white-eyed girl who doesn't understand the situation.)

I looked down and looked at the menu.I am dizzy, English, English, English, all in English.Strange, these English are not like what I usually learn.My face is getting darker.

"Miss, this is French." After 5 minutes, the handsome waiter couldn't help but say.

Alas, how can everyone understand my thoughts, what a failure.cold sweat.

I raised my head and found that the brat was staring at me falsely with the eyes that killed a woman, and there was worry in it.

"Do you understand?" He blinked and asked me sincerely.

I kept grinding my teeth, "Are you questioning your ability?" Although, I really don't understand, woo woo——

But I can't lose face.Xia Ouchen who was sitting in front of me no longer asked me, just looked at me quietly, shit, wanted to see me joke.