The Devil King of fast wear was a little sweet ( Machine Translation )

As Cheng Chen spoke, he walked closer and closer to Xia Ling.

"There's no need!" Still Refusing Xia Ling, he turned his head and brushed the tip of his nose against Cheng Chen's arm, scaring her so much that she cried out in shock.

The girl's pale and frightened appearance was much better looking than her previous body full of thorns.

Cheng Chen's slender hand pinched Xia Ling's chin and asked her calmly, "Are you that heartless?"

"Are you that heartless? If you're not going to be a lover, you can't even eat with me?"

Xia Ling was absent-minded, but very quickly, she slapped him away with a face full of resistance.

"Mr. Cheng Chen, our relationship has ended. Now, your invitation to me, is it an invitation from a superior to a subordinate? If it is, then I'll tell you clearly, I'm not going!"

"After what happened, you left me alone, and when we meet again, you still want to pretend like nothing happened. President, don't you think you're taking me for granted too much?"

"Who's taking it for granted? I've said it before, our relationship can't be stopped until I tell you to stop!" Cheng Chen's eyes also darkened.

With a sneer, Xia Ling said,

"Yeah, it's reasonable. It's just running away after eating. The biggest scumbag in the world can only do so much, right?"

Xia Ling folded her shoulders and stared coldly at Cheng Chen. This was a defensive posture.

She could pretend, but in the end, she would not be at a disadvantage.

In this world, who was not a little princess? For the sake of the character "drama queen", she could forget about it. Why should she be so wronged?

Looking at her fierce appearance, it was as if she had torn off her disguise. Like a thorny rose, she showed her aggressive side without holding back.

Cheng Chen did not know why, but looking at Xia Ling like this, his heart became much calmer.

Just like the Xia Ling he had hugged before, her sweet smile was just a fake shell. Now, she was the real Xia Ling!

After pausing for a while, he decided to skip this topic.

"Then let's go and eat Japanese food. I'll treat you to an apology."

Xia Ling: "Oh? An apology?" Did she know that she was wrong?

"En..." Cheng Chen's thin lips curled up. "As you wish, it's just as you think."

Xia Ling followed Cheng Chen impolitely.

Men were more or less prone to being abused. Xia Ling's cold face was exchanged for Cheng Chen's care and attention.

Xia Ling smiled sweetly during the meal.

She put on a fake smile and picked up some food for Cheng Chen. When he wasn't paying attention, she added a thick layer of mustard.

The delicate salmon fillet was filled with the smell of mustard. Cheng Chen could eat Japanese food, but who could resist eating mustard like this?

"President, this fish is very delicious. You should eat some, too," Xia Ling said delicately.

Cheng Chen was used to her pretentious look. He took the mustard fish and ate it without a change in expression.

"You like mustard? I'll bring you more in the future. There are several more delicious Japanese food shops in City A. Let's go one by one. You should try which one has the best mustard."

Xia Ling shook her head and refused

"No, no. It's enough to eat Japanese food once or twice a month. This kind of food will make you vomit. The best food is still the pasta shop downstairs. The new head chef made the best pasta."

"That's fine, too. Later, we'll go to Italy and eat the most authentic spaghetti."

Cheng Chen picked up another piece of fish, and Xia Ling also helped him sprinkle mustard on it.

He ate it, and Cheng Chen's brows furrowed.

He looked at Cheng Chen with anticipation. He had been waiting for Cheng Chen to cry because of the heat, but she did not expect him to be so good at eating mustard.

Xia Ling choked a little and was a little disappointed.