Fang Chang'an blinked at her, "The country has been developing, everyone is getting richer and richer. It is not necessary to get married to a wife to be more and more expensive? You have to support me after getting married, let alone I have to support me..."

Seeing that he was teasing himself, the little girl turned her head with a blushing face and ignored him, but she was still listening. Seeing that he was suddenly stuck in his neck, she stopped talking. She looked back and blinked in confusion: "What else do you want?"

"I still have to raise white, fat, beautiful and beautiful."

The little girl turned red again, looking at the canteen door at the end of the front, and her voice floated softly, her tone was disdainful, but the corners of her mouth slightly raised, and her voice could not hide her sweet joy: "Who cares about it?"

"I also said I want you to care about it, not to support you."

Fang Changan curled his lips and walked forward. Wang Ke turned around and glared at him angrily. Fang Changan grinned and grinned: "Just kidding."

"snort!"

Wang Ke accelerated his pace and walked forward angrily. Fang Chang'an shouted from behind: "Slow down, slow down, I know I'm wrong. I promise not to joke about such things again in the future, okay?"

The little girl slowed down, but turned around but still looked angry: "I don't care."

"I know you don't care, but I care."

"What does that have to do with me?"

"Of course it's relevant, but it doesn't matter yet. You can't matter until college."

The little girl understood his subtext and became more and more shy. She blushed and ignored him. Fang Chang'an was ready to stop talking about these words, and asked, "What do you want to eat?"

Wang Ke thought about it, shook his head and said, "I don't know."

"Let's go and have a look first."

"Um."

The empty canteen is spacious and atmospheric, with bright lights, and there are hot and fragrant food in the windows. Fang Chang'an and Wang Ke walked along the middle aisle of the gate to the window, and then walked to the side to look at four or five windows. Fang Chang'an wanted to buy vegetables and eat together, but after thinking about it, he gave up. When people were waiting, the number of people in the canteen would be at the peak. He was thick-skinned and he didn't care, so he had to consider Wang Ke.

They each cooked their own dishes, and the two steamed buns in Chang'an were sitting opposite each other and had dinner at the next table. Speaking of the tasks arranged by the radio station, Wang Ke briefly talked about them, that is, reading more books and writing down good articles as alternatives. He practices reading more and practicing Mandarin.
Chapter completed!