Rong Xun's aura was too strong, and An Yin would rather sit in the back row with her suitcase than sit next to him.

Rong Xun raised his eyes, looked at her from the rearview mirror, said nothing, and loosened the brakes.

Nothing to say along the way.

Military jeep drove out of Qin's house and stopped at the door of an old-fashioned tea restaurant.

"Shen Bao, how about it?" Rong Xun did not get out of the car. He held the steering wheel with one hand and bent it on the window frame with the other hand. He sat casually, looked up from the rearview mirror and looked at An Yin in the back seat.

"What?" An Yin raised her head, and suddenly met him in the mirror.

The eyes under his hat were cold and dark.

Rong Xun glanced at the bun shop next to him.

An Yin turned around and saw the bun shop next to her. Then she smelled the aroma of steamed buns. Then she realized that he was asking her if she wanted to eat soup buns.

“I’m not picky about food.”

"Get out of the car." Rong Xun untied his seat belt.

Without having to squat on a big corner of the wall while hungry, An Yin breathed a sigh of relief, quickly untied her seat belt, opened the door and got out of the car.

This bun shop opens at five o'clock.

But at this time, most people come to eat after night shift, so there are not many customers.

An Yin’s previous life was two points and one line.

School, Qin's house.

Usually, I have to make breakfast for Qin Jian, Jin Peng and Uncle Fu in the morning, and I rarely eat outside.

This is the first time I have come to this old store.

Rong Xun sat down at a position by the window with a familiarity, "Two bowls of chicken soup and two cages of fresh meat buns."

An Yin sat down opposite Rong Xun and looked around. The shops and tables and chairs were old, but very clean, which gave people a nostalgic feeling and was very comfortable.

"You come often?"

"I often came before I was a soldier."

Due to the lack of people, the buns and chicken soup came up quickly.

Rong Xun handed the chopsticks to An Yin, picked up another soup bag into her plate, "Be careful of the juice being hot."

An Yin blew a little cold soup dumplings and took a careful bite. The soup immediately poured out, and the fragrance filled the mouth.

“It’s really delicious.”

Seeing An Yin eating happily, Rong Xun felt a touch of softness in his cold and serious eyes, and he picked up another bun and put it in An Yin’s plate. “I started to register until nine o’clock. I have time, eat slowly.”

“…”

I knew I had signed up at nine o'clock and called her up at six o'clock?

Next, An Yin soon discovered that when he entered the door, the deserted bun shop had nowhere to be found just after seven o'clock.

The people waiting to buy buns lined up to the corner of the street in front.

"Luckily we came early, otherwise we would have no place to sit." An Yin was glad.

Rong Xun didn't raise his eyelids and ate his own buns.

If you want to sit and eat at this restaurant, you have to arrive before 6:45.

When An Yin saw that she encountered a soft nail, she felt a little disappointed and continued to eat her breakfast honestly.

"Sir Rong, you are a rare guest." A cold woman's voice sounded from behind.

An Yin turned her head.

The woman who walked to their table was in her twenties, tall, with a black shirt and black leather shorts. She was not fat, but had a curved and convex figure.

He tied a very tall ponytail, a melon-shaped face, and his makeup was exquisite, and he was cold and charming.

An Yin looked at the woman who appeared out of thin air, and the woman also looked at An Yin.

The little girl's face was white and tender, as soft as a little white rabbit.

But his eyes were particularly clean and shiny, like a baby who hadn't experienced the world.

After watching Anyin, the woman looked at Rong Xun again.

A petite and weak, a tough guy, the contrast between the difference between heaven and earth is without any sense of incongruity.
Chapter completed!