Wen Miao, a foodie, was concentrating on lowering her head and eating the fifth small cake. She didn't notice the falling figure at all. Instead, Lin Er looked up and looked over with some awareness.

Immediately, a strange face appeared in his vision.

A boy who looks pretty pretty, quite tall, not very old, looks like he is seventeen or eighteen, and should be a high school student.

The moment they looked at each other, a trace of surprise flashed through the boy's eyes.

Liner glanced at him coldly, then lowered his eyes.

In less than two seconds, Lin Er heard Wen Miao, who had already swallowed the seventh piece of cake, say "Huh" and look up and say, "It's you again?"

Lin Er squirted his eyes and looked at Wen Miao, conveying the message of "knowledge?" with his eyes.

Wen Miao yelled and shook his head: "It doesn't count."

Hearing Wen Miao's voice, the boy fell back to her face again, supported his left hand on the table, leaned over, and a careless smile appeared on his face: "Miss, I have been chasing you for several days, so give me a chance, too?"

"I said, I have a boyfriend." Wen Miao put down the small cake in his hand, leaned back, and quietly distanced himself from him.

"What's wrong with having a boyfriend?" the boy said unyieldingly, "It's not that I can't change it."

"No." Wen Miao wrinkled his nose and refused decisively, "You are not the type I like."

"Where can't?" the boy continued to ask, "Can I change my ability?"

Wen Miao: "..."

This is what he insisted on humiliating himself, so she is no wonder.

Wen Miao looked up at him deeply, then slowly said, "I'm sorry, classmate, you are not good at looking."

"..." The boy choked and said a little depressedly for a while, "I'm ugly, but I'm gentle."

"Sorry." Wen Miao said embarrassedly in a tone that he didn't feel embarrassed at all, "I am very superficial and prefer the handsome and irritable."

“…”

If you talk about this, it would be boring if you continue to get entangled.

The boy touched his nose unwillingly. When he was about to leave, he suddenly turned his head and looked at Lin Er, his eyes curled up: "Then this young lady--"

Before he could finish speaking, Lin Er interrupted him with a cold expression: "I am a more superficial person and have a tendency to be masochistic. Not only do I like those handsome and irritable, but I also like those who are a little perverted in psychology."

Boy: "…"

He is a cruel person.

After the boy left, Wen Miao finally changed into a snack. She stopped eating the small cake and took a strawberry and bit it.

Lin Er turned his head and asked her with a slightly cramped look: "Oh~ Boss Shen is very irritable?"

Wen Miao blinked: "Isn't he irritable?"

Because she was biting the strawberry in her mouth, the sound she made was a little vague.

Lin Er said leisurely: "I think he has a good temper."

Wen Miao: "?"

"You said Shen Jiayu has a good temper? Just his dog-tempered temper, what's okay?" Wen Miao finally swallowed the strawberry, his mouth was empty, and his words became clearer. "If he had a good temper, then there would be no one in this world with a good temper."
Chapter completed!