Feast for Shengsheng

Chapter 558 Report

Song Xiao looked at Nan Sheng with a half-smile, but said nothing.

He didn't continue to force himself to hold Nan Sheng's hand, and the two of them kept a proper distance in the elevator.

It wasn't until they got out of the elevator that Song Xiao held Nan Sheng's hand again.

Nan Sheng struggled awkwardly.

Song Xiao looked down and was quite direct.

"This is the basement, there's no one here." Song Xiao finished speaking.

"That's not it..." Nan Sheng wanted to refute, but didn't know what to say.

She didn't object when Song Xiao held her hand.

But it's still a bit awkward.

I wanted to struggle, but I couldn't.

Nan Sheng sighed silently. She had never realized that Song Xiao was so strong before.

In the end, Nan Sheng gave up.

Song Xiao took Nan Sheng into the car and drove to the restaurant.

Nan Sheng didn't ask them which restaurant they were going to eat.

Because every time Song Xiao chooses a restaurant, it is the one Nan Sheng likes.

Nan Sheng sometimes wondered if Song Xiao had known her for a long time.

Otherwise, how could it be such a coincidence every time?

After all, things never happen three times.

This has happened so many times.

Just like now, Nan Sheng looked at the restaurant in front of her, which served Yunnan cuisine.

It also happens to be Nan Sheng’s favorite.

When Nan Sheng was in Zurich, the chances of eating authentic Yunnan cuisine were very low.

So after returning home, she missed it very much.

Now Song Xiao just happened to bring him here.

The most important thing is that I have been thinking about this store for a long time since I returned to Haicheng from Nansheng.

But this store is very small, there are not many seats, and it does not accept reservations, so you have to queue up on site every time.

That's why Nan Sheng gave up.

"Song Xiao——" Nan Sheng couldn't help but call Song Xiao's name.

Song Xiao hummed, lowered his head to look at Nan Sheng, then raised his head and said to the waiter, "Two people."

It was just past dinner time, so there was a vacant seat.

Song Xiao walked in calmly with Nan Sheng and got a seat by the window.

"What's wrong?" After sitting down, Song Xiao continued gently, "What do you want to say?"

"How do you know everything?" Nan Sheng asked quietly.

"What do you know?" Song Xiao asked Nan Sheng while ordering food.

Ordering food is done through a mini program. Nan Sheng took a look at what Song Xiao ordered and found that they were all her favorites.

So Nan Sheng had given up on ordering food a long time ago.

"You know everything I like." Nan Sheng said directly.

Song Xiao had just finished ordering when he looked up at Nan Sheng: "Intuition."

Nan Sheng: “Nonsense…”

Song Xiao smiled faintly and said nothing.

This was an agreement with Zhou Jingyan, and he could not directly reveal his identity in front of Nan Sheng.

It's not just Zhou Jingyan, even Song Xiao is the same.

He didn't dare to take such a risk, and didn't dare to gamble on what kind of emotional reaction Nan Sheng would have after knowing it.

What happened six years ago is still shocking to everyone.

Song Xiao's silence made Nan Sheng feel something was wrong.

After all, how could such understanding be intuition?

Either Song Xiao knew him before, or Song Xiao had investigated him.

But any idea seemed absurd to Nan Sheng.

But Nan Sheng couldn't remember anything.

In the end, Nan Sheng gave up.

"Don't think too much and eat your meal seriously." Song Xiao coaxed in a low voice.

Nan Sheng remained silent.

Just then, the waiter brought the food.

Nan Sheng felt a headache looking at the crayfish in front of her.

She likes to eat very much, but Nan Sheng doesn't like to deal with it at all.

Either you make yourself look messy or your hands are covered in grease.

Nan Sheng's brows were slightly furrowed.

But before Nan Sheng could do anything, Song Xiao had already calmly started to deal with the crayfish.

Nan Sheng watched as Song Xiao's shirt was rolled up to his elbows.

The well-defined lines on the forearm contract with the movement.

Very sexy.

The slender fingers with distinct joints handled the crayfish skillfully.

Nan Sheng didn't think much about it.

Until Song Xiao put the crayfish into Nan Sheng's bowl.

Nan Sheng was stunned: "Aren't you going to eat it yourself?"

"You eat it." Song Xiao said calmly, "I don't eat these things."

Song Xiao really didn't want to eat it, but he accompanied her because Nan Sheng liked it.

"It's too troublesome. I can come by myself..." Nan Sheng felt more and more embarrassed.

Song Xiao just smiled faintly and naturally fed the crayfish into Nan Sheng's mouth.

Then--

Nothing more.

As Song Xiao fed her, Nan Sheng became completely speechless and quiet.

She only had time to eat and didn't even have time to talk.

This is a kind of embarrassment, but with a hint of ambiguity.

Nan Sheng was eating crayfish and her speech was unclear.

"It tastes really good." Nan Sheng hummed.

The crayfish that Song Xiao brought to Nan Sheng's mouth suddenly changed direction.

He ate it himself.

"Yes, it tastes pretty good." Song Xiao said lightly, with a hint of smile in his eyes.

Nan Sheng realized belatedly that she had touched the crayfish herself.

It felt like Song Xiao was eating what he had left.

It's an indirect kiss.

Nan Sheng's ears suddenly turned red and burned hot.

But Nan Sheng didn't say a word throughout the whole process.

"There's sauce all over my mouth." Song Xiao said with a smile.

He had already picked up the wet tissue and carefully wiped off the sauce from the corners of Nan Sheng's mouth.

Very intimate actions also seem ambiguous.

But Nan Sheng couldn't escape at all.

And Song Xiao could accurately hit Nan Sheng's spot, leaving her no way to protest.

So in the end, the person who felt awkward was Nan Sheng.

The meal was neither good nor bad, at least for Nan Sheng, it was still a little bit difficult to get used to.

After dinner, Song Xiao sent Nan Sheng back to the apartment.

Throughout the whole process, Nan Sheng seemed quiet and didn't say much.

Song Xiao didn't make things too difficult for Nan Sheng.

Halfway through, Song Xiao's phone vibrated and he picked it up.

But this person rarely speaks. He listens patiently to what the other person is saying and only responds occasionally.

Nan Sheng could tell from Song Xiao's simple conversation that he was talking about work.

Nan Sheng didn't make any noise.

For Nan Sheng, this is not bad. At least she doesn't need to rack her brains to find topics to talk about.

The call was not completed until Song Xiao's car stopped downstairs of Nan Sheng's apartment.

"I'm here." Nan Sheng took the initiative to speak.

"Thank you for sending me back. I'll go upstairs first." Nan Sheng finished her words quickly.

Then she turned around and tried to get out of the car.

"Nan Sheng." Song Xiao called Nan Sheng when she got off the car.

Nan Sheng was passive for a moment, but still responded to Song Xiao.

Song Xiao's voice came in a low and magnetic voice.

"I'm going on a business trip tomorrow, which will take about three days." Song Xiao said lightly.

These three days were a reminder to Nan Sheng that when he came back, Nan Sheng would give him an answer.

Nan Sheng could hear it.

But Song Xiao's words sounded like he was reporting his itinerary to Nan Sheng.