The calling station quickly called them to eat, Song Yuran stood up, and with a little intention of showing off, took Huo Qing's hand and walked into the restaurant.

The passer-by took a deep breath, and when he saw the person leaving, he said to his companion, "Damn, are you so arrogant by unspoken rules these days?"

The companion knocked on the melon seeds, with an expression of "I have never seen such a big storm", and said, "How can you be sure that this is not the love/interest between them?"

"..."

Under the leadership of the waiter, we walked around quickly to the dining table. The location is not bad, just next to the window.

Song Yuran glanced, there was a distance between the dining tables, and the conversations of diners at the next table could hardly be heard.

It is convenient to say some whispers, she is very satisfied.

After ordering the food, Huo Qingzhi was still thinking about the speech made at the door just now. Seeing that Song Yuran didn't seem to affect her mood, she said, "You say you eat soft rice yourself. You are not afraid of being heard by people you know.arrive?"

"What's the matter." Song Yuran said disapprovingly, "It's my skill to be able to eat soft food, and with such a beautiful object, who can have my blessing?"

Huo Qingzhi obviously didn't expect Song Yuran to answer like this, he was stunned for a moment, and said amusedly: "You really have a very different brain circuit from other alphas."

"Oh?" Song Yuran became interested, crossed his fingers against his chin, and asked, "How about the other alphas?"

Huo Qingzhi thought for a while, "Hearing that I'm a soft fan, even if it's the truth, I probably...would feel very uncomfortable and repelled, right?"

"Isn't this kind of Phoenix man?"

"Um?"

"Uh." Song Yuran immediately changed his words, "It's Phoenix A."

"What do you mean..." She thought for a while, "It's a person who was originally from a poor background. With his own efforts, or by using his good appearance, he found a Bai Fumei omega with a good family. In order to show his loveThey pretend to be generous, but they are actually picky and fussy. Due to differences in living environments and values, conflicts often arise even when they are together."

"It's like Bai Fumei wanted to buy a pot. After weighing it up, he bought a pot that was cost-effective and cheap, but it also cost a few hundred yuan. When Fenghuang A heard it, he said, "Hey baby, let's not buy it. It's not because this pot is expensive, it's just thatIt’s not worth it, a pot worth tens of dollars is just as good, I’ll buy you two, are you happy? See how much I love you, don’t be too moved.”

Huo Qingzhi pondered for a moment after hearing this, and concluded: "Isn't this just a domineering poor man?"

Song Yuran was taken aback for a moment, and then burst out laughing. Hearing this word for the first time, he had to give Mr. Huo a thumbs up for his incisive summary.

After laughing enough, Song Yuran asked: "Then do you think I look like a domineering pauper?"

Huo Qingzhi glanced at the menu on the corner of the table, the new products on it were marked with three digits.

After thinking about it, he said, "The slum boss?"

Song Yuran laughed when he heard the words, knowing that his income was a drop in the bucket compared to Huo Qingzhi, and said, "It's pretty good, and it can be regarded as being on par with President Ba."

"I don't need to eat such expensive food in the future." Huo Qingzhi began to worry about her wallet, "Save some money for when you need it."

Song Yuran replied, "When there is no need."

The main reason is that the windfall stolen from Huo Yuandong last time has not been spent, and he still has a lot of money. In addition, Huo Yuandong probably has to pay a lot of money in this case.

Huo Qingzhi was surprised and said, "You don't consider buying a house or a car?"

"I can't afford it." Song Yuran said very calmly: "The house price starts at 50,000 yuan, I'd better lie flat."

A house in a slightly better location costs three to four million yuan. With the current salary level, it will take at least ten years to afford it without eating or drinking. Song Yuran, a hedonist, thinks it is not as practical as renting a house after summing up. Being a house slave is too painfulup.

"..."

"Mr. Huo, how much is your neighborhood?"

"I don't know, I'm renting a house."

Song Yuran was surprised. She thought that Huo Qingzhi, as the president of the company, should have his own house.

Huo Qingzhi paused, and said: "My home is a small bungalow that I bought many years ago. At that time, the house price was not as high as it is now. Later, I lived in the space by myself, so I rented it out and rented another house by myself."

Song Yuran: "..." I hate it.

She felt ashamed and angry that she felt as smug as the president in the last second.

The steak came up quickly, but Song Yuran was not very used to using a knife and fork, and the position of the knife was not very good, so when he cut a piece, the beef piece was a little broken.

She looked at Huo Qingzhi, who had already cut the steak into small pieces gracefully, and then at a table of lovers behind them. The scene of feeding each other was very flirtatious.

"Mr. Huo~" Song Yuran put down the knife and fork, and looked at her with a smile. The expression on her face read 'bad-water' on the left and right.

Huo Qingzhi looked up at her: "Huh?"

Song Yuran stretched out his left forearm, the wound was covered with iodophor and turned brown, which looked less impactful than the bright red blood, and his voice sounded delicate, "I can't do it~ my hand hurts."

"I'll give you this." Huo Qingzhi quickly exchanged the positions of the two steaks, but instead of rushing for the steak, he put down the knife in his hand, curled his fingers against his chin and asked with interest: "Why don't you eat it?Do you want me to feed you?"

Song Yuran immediately opened his mouth: "Ah—"

Huo Qingzhi smiled, forked a small piece of steak and handed it to her mouth.

The outer layer of the steak is fried to a crisp, and the middle is a light pink flesh color. It will be juicy when squeezed a little, and the tenderness is self-evident.

Song Yuran bit down the steak with a satisfied face, "Sure enough, soft rice is delicious."

"I'll feed you another piece."

I originally planned to go to the movies after dinner, but because of the parking lot, the meal time was delayed and the movie had already started, so gave up plan to go to the movies after dinner.

The set meal ordered came with two servings of red wine, and drank some without driving.

The two goblets collided lightly, making a crisp sound, and Song Yuran drank the last sip of red wine, feeling slightly tipsy.

Huo Qingzhi pushed the empty goblet aside, and there was enough time to chat in the restaurant for a while.

"Who agreed with you to give them bonuses?" Mr. Huo settled the score later.

"Ah?" Song Yu was stunned for a moment, and realized that he was talking about the parking lot's act of bravery, and it seemed that he had made his own initiative and said that he would give out bonuses.

Although the situation was urgent at the time, in order to catch the prisoner quickly, people offered lures, but in the end they released it by themselves.

Secretary Song quickly admitted his mistake honestly: "I made my own decision. I said that because I didn't want him to run away."

"But the words have already been released, and it's not good to withdraw them." Song Yuran paused, and said, "I will pay the bonus."

She thought about sending a few hundred yuan to each person. At that time, the bonuses of those who helped at the time were estimated to be a few thousand yuan in total. Thousands of yuan sent the old thief to prison. Once and for all, it was worth it!

"Are you coming?" Huo Qingzhi looked interested, resting his chin with one hand, and asked, "Then what reward do you think is better?"

Song Yuran tentatively said, "500?"

Huo Qingzhi asked: "Am I worth 500?"

Song Yuran gritted her teeth: "One thousand!"

Huo Qingzhi didn't speak, just laughed, and said after a while, "I'll consider the amount."

"..." Song Yu was worried, "Give me less, I'm afraid the small treasury will be emptied."

"Oh?" Mr. Huo raised his eyebrows, and continued to ask: "How much money has the small treasury saved?"

"..." When asked this question by the boss, the humble worker really didn't want to answer.

She faltered and said, "Don't ask, my money will be spent on you anyway."

These words were slightly beyond Huo Qingzhi's surprise. She raised her eyebrows, looked at the bag next to her, and said, "I just bought this bag a while ago, the basic model, 20,000 yuan."

Song Yuran was speechless. This bag looked like a bag that a grocery shopping aunt would use to hold vegetables. Thanks to Huo Qingzhi's beauty and temperament, he could hold it.

That's it, another 20,000?!Why not grab it!

Seeing this expression, Huo Qingzhi's smile deepened, "So, don't think about spending money on me, and don't think that it is natural for Alpha to spend money for Omega. Money should be spent in meaningful places."

Song Yuran replied calmly: "You are right, but whether there is a 'meaning' or not, I have to define it, right?"

Huo Qingzhi thought for a while and thought it was right, so he nodded his head in agreement.

After the meal, the two came out of the restaurant, slightly tipsy after drinking, Song Yuran proposed to press the road to digest food and sober up.

The night breeze is slightly cool, and you can smell the dew on the green belt under the sidewalk trees, and the air is full of the cold fragrance mixed with green grass.

Huo Qingzhi looked at the lights of the office buildings in the distance, and the neon lights flashing on the outer wall of the shopping mall in front. He looked up and slowly passed the signboards hanging on the street lights, all of which were hidden in the dark blue night sky.

"It turns out that the beautiful night view is not only seen in the tall buildings in the city." She couldn't help but sigh.

Song Yuran also looked up, and what she saw was the bright moon hidden in the dark clouds, showing half a crescent.

At this moment, many atmospheric sentences about the moon appeared in her mind.

Finally, he said: "The moonlight is so beautiful tonight."

Of course, Huo Qingzhi also saw the crescent moon hidden in the dark clouds. Compared with a full moon, half a crescent moon seemed not so beautiful.

Obviously there was something in the words, she turned her head to look at Song Yuran, and asked, "What do you mean?"

Song Yuran stopped and replied, "It's because I like you very much."

Huo Qingzhi, who had already taken two steps forward, stopped and turned around. Under the warm yellow street lamp, the chuckle on his face was a little more gentle.

She didn't speak, just watched each other quietly.

Song Yuran pursed her lower lip, took a step forward, reached out to hold Huo Qingzhi's hand, held it with both hands, and stroked Huo Qingzhi's palm inch by inch with her fingertips.

A little itchy, Huo Qingzhi held the hand with his fingers.

As soon as she raised her eyes, she met Huo Qingzhi's gaze, which was gentler than Ye Feng's at the moment.

In the current atmosphere, if you don't kiss, Song Yuran can slap himself in the face tonight in his dreams.

So, she raised her jaw slightly, and her soft lips moved over.

Song Yuran felt that Huo Qingzhi's lips were sweeter than tonight's after-dinner cake.

After the kiss, Song Yuran didn't withdraw her hand, she held Huo Qingzhi's hand and walked slowly along the road as usual, her red ears half hidden in her hair revealed her mood at the moment.

There are no pedestrians on the road, and occasionally the rustling sound of the breeze blowing through the leaves is heard.

She heard Huo Qingzhi ask: "Why do you like me?"

Song Yuran thought about this question very seriously, and then said, "Do you want to hear the truth?"

"Do you think it is the 'truth' that can be told?"

Song Yuran looked at the green plant next to him, held that hand tightly, and said, "Because you look good."

This answer was completely beyond Huo Qingzhi's expectations. She had heard countless suitors' confessions, and no one had ever been able to say "I like your face" bluntly.

So much so that she couldn't help laughing after hearing this answer, and said amusedly: "Even if it's true, don't you think it should be modified?"

Song Yuran also smiled, and said, "There is a line in Wilde's novel "The Picture of Dorian Gray", which I think you should have heard."

"Good-looking skins are the same, but interesting souls are one in a million."

"But I think that without a good-looking skin, no one would be willing to understand your interesting soul."

Song Yuran recalled the first meeting with Huo Qingzhi, from the initial resistance and wanting to escape to the later wanting to help her get rid of the original destiny track, who can say that it was completely out of sympathy?

"Because you are good-looking, I will subconsciously lean towards you."

The expression on Huo Qingzhi's face didn't change, but he said: "So, there are many good-looking people, and you don't have to like me alone, do you?"

"That's right." Song Yuran said with a smile: "There are many good-looking people, but I only like you. You must say why, that is, I am very happy with you. Even if we don't talk, just seeing you will make me very happy."I am happy, and I hope to continue this happiness forever.”

While talking, they had already walked to Huo Qingzhi's community, and the two stopped at the gate of the community.

Song Yuran looked around and felt that this scene was a bit new, so he said with a smile, "This is the first time I've walked you home."

"It's quite fresh, isn't it." Huo Qingzhi smiled.

"Okay, you go in." Song Yuran waved at her, "See you tomorrow."

Huo Qingzhi also waved at her, turned around and walked towards the gate, Song Yuran suddenly stopped her.

The topic of 'like' just now was nothing. She couldn't figure out how Huo Qingzhi felt when she heard her words, and she was worried that she would feel uncomfortable.

Song Yuran hesitated for a while, but still mustered up the courage to walk in front of her, and said tentatively, "I just said it too directly... Do you feel uncomfortable? I should say something you like to hear..."

Huo Qingzhi laughed clearly, "How do you know I don't like to hear it?"

Song Yuran blinked her eyes with a blank expression.

She believes that if the ambiguous object says that she likes her because of her good looks, she will blow up on the spot, and she will be angry that the other party can't even perfunctory.

But at the time when I told the truth, I didn't think so much, I just didn't want to use beautiful words to perfuse the other party, now thinking about it, I can't wait to hit myself on the head with a mallet.

I'm afraid the straight girl of steel is not as straight as herself.

Huo Qingzhi leaned forward, put his lips close to her ear, and said, "Your honesty is better than any love words."

The breath seemed to be sprinkled on her ears, making Song Yuran's whole ears feel numb and a little itchy, and her ears turned red in an instant.

Huo Qingzhi stood up straight, very satisfied with the change in the other party's expression.

She raised her hand, tapped her lips with two fingertips, and then pressed it against Song Yuran's lips.

say good night."

"..." Song Yu was stunned until Huo Qingzhi walked into the community and completely disappeared from sight.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!

Song Yuran screamed wildly in her heart, this kiss in the air was even more blush than a direct kiss!

She covered her flushed face with both hands, silently twisting her whole body frantically to vent her shyness.

The security guard in the room took a look: Epilepsy?