Chapter 91 He Doesn't Love Me (3)

  He didn't say anything complimentary, he said, "Vivian, your expression just now was very... very silly. Haha...... silly silly..."

  I puffed out my chest and ignored him, turning my face away and walking forward alone. Han Sheng quickly caught up with me, repeatedly apologizing, I raised an eyebrow at him and asked, "My grades have always been among the top!"

  "Ah ah. That's cute, I didn't speak clearly just now, my teeth are showing, look! Vivian, take a look!"

  Curiosity drove me to sneak a peek, and I saw a small tiger tooth, a crooked little tiger tooth. I nodded in agreement with his explanation. Han Sheng happily stuck it on, and again pulled my hand as the two of us walked forward side by side, humming an out-of-tune tune.

  "What tune are you humming?" It sounded like a pop music melody, I occasionally listen to the radio and I'm not very enthusiastic about music, but hearing him repeat this strange tune over and over again, I couldn't help but ask.

  Han Sheng stopped in his tracks, seemingly lost in thought. He suddenly turned his head and shook it from side to side, saying, "A tune I heard on the road, forgot about it, but just remembered it, humming, haha."

  His smile was like a blooming flower, though still wrapped in that layer of elegance, but the smile had already faded. I didn't know what he was thinking now, and tried to pull his finger, the face turned around still had that fleeting smile. Han Sheng's gaze swept around, suddenly fixed on the front, I curiously followed his gaze, unexpectedly pulled by him, then came the intimate contact of lips.

  "Hmm... Han Sheng..." My line of sight was a bit dazed, I stretched out my arm and managed to pat his shoulder, pushing him away by one centimeter. I covered my mouth, unsure whether I should blame him for his sudden action, the words on the tip of my tongue turned around again. My face red, I said, "We've arrived at the restaurant, let's go in. By the way, I want to eat noodles today, how about Italian noodles?"

  "Alright, alright." Han Sheng was also somewhat at a loss, he nodded and took out his phone, "beep beep beep" and pressed something until they entered the restaurant, chose a table and sat down. Only then did he stop fiddling with his phone, and the food they had just ordered arrived quickly.

  "VIP is pretty good, no need to buy meal tickets, just sit at the designated restaurant and you're all set." I started by complimenting the current dining venue, and indeed, the VIP dining area enjoys top-notch treatment, not self-service style, with waiters standing by from start to finish waiting for orders.