The True Young Miss Is A Spoiled Boss

"I need to think about it first." Xing Jiu 'an said very seriously.

"I think I have a good impression of you, but I don't know if I like you or not. You have to give me some time, I'll reply to you soon."

Xing Jiu 'an didn't like to beat around the bush. She was a little tempted, so she said it without feeling embarrassed. She said it openly and clearly.

Lu zhichen did not expect such a good thing to happen.

The girl he liked had told him that she had feelings for him.

He even said that he had to think carefully.

Lu zhichen was nervous, excited, and even a little scared.

He didn't know if the result would be what he wanted, and he didn't know how much Xing Jiu 'an liked him.

However, Xing Jiu 'an said that he would consider it seriously, which meant that he was no longer a friend.

In Xing Jiu 'an's heart, he was her suitor, someone she had a good impression of.

The process of going from a friend to a good impression was very difficult for Xing Jiu 'an.

He was so happy that he didn't know what to say.

Xing Jiu 'an didn't want to drag it out any longer.

She had really treated Lu zhichen as a friend before, but slowly, perhaps it was because the food he made was too delicious, or perhaps it was because she liked the places he brought her to play, or perhaps it was because she always felt very comfortable when the two of them talked, or perhaps it was because her heart would occasionally beat faster when she saw Lu zhichen, or perhaps it was because Lu zhichen's eyes had turned red and he looked like he was about to break down yesterday that her heart ached ...

She had to admit that she seemed to have lost.

It was as if she had really fallen for someone.

Since she had such thoughts, Lu zhichen did not seem to have changed his mind. She thought that perhaps it was time to change their identities.

However, if she were to say it directly, it would make him feel that she might have had a dream and her mind was not clear. It was better to think about it for two more days.

Actually, deep down, she also felt that being with Lu zhichen was a very comfortable thing.

After all, Lu zhichen was good - looking, his cooking was delicious, and he would even bring her out to play ...

In short, this person had many, many good points. Just his face alone gave him many bonus points.

Lu zhichen looked at Xing Jiu 'an's expression and smiled from time to time. No one knew what he was thinking about, but he seemed to be a little distressed occasionally.

He didn't ask."Jiuan, eat something." He brought the porridge over.

"But I'm not hungry." Xing Jiu 'an frowned.

"Even if you're not hungry, you should eat a little. You can't just eat nothing." Lu zhichen advised.

Xing jiuan calmed down."Will you still tell me stories?"

"I will."

"As long as you want to hear it."

Looking at Lu zhichen's gentle eyes, Xing Jiu 'an said,"I'll eat then."

Lu zhichen took a spoon and fed her. It always reminded Xing Jiu 'an of his dream. When little XING SE was eating, Lu zhichen would blow on it to cool it down before feeding it.

Seeing Lu zhichen hand the congee over without even blowing on it, he compared the Lu zhichen now to when he was young ...

He didn't even know how to take care of people when he was young.

Xing Jiu 'an thought as he gulped down the warm porridge.

After Lu zhichen fed him half a bowl, Xing Jiu 'an was about to refuse. However, for some reason, after Lu zhichen coaxed him, Xing Jiu' an drank some more.

Xing Jiu 'an finally stopped eating the porridge. He seemed to be relieved.

"Tell me a story," She said.

Looking at Xing Jiu 'an's delicate appearance, Lu zhichen's smile became even gentler.