When he mentioned that he had a cold, Liang Huan took out a piece of paper from his pocket and blew his nose in front of Song Jiaxi.

Song Jiaxi: “…”

What to do? After all, I just said that I would treat him to dinner sincerely. I should be trustworthy, not to mention that he caught a cold because of her.

Seeing that she stopped talking, Liang Huan suddenly sighed softly and said in a deep voice: "Forget it, I won't force you anymore. In fact, every time I meet you, I have a lot of thoughts to tell you, but for some reason, you get angry as you talk. Maybe it's because I'm talking in the wrong way."

His voice paused, and he looked at Song Jiaxi with a sad look and continued: "Are you going back? Be careful on the way. Remember to eat in time when you get home, otherwise your stomach will have problems. I'd better go to the hospital to buy a pancake fruit..."

After Liang Huan said this, he sighed again. He threw the used paper in his hand into the trash can not far away, and then walked towards the elevator dejectedly.

Song Jiaxi stood there, looking at his bleak back, pursed her lips, and finally couldn't help but step forward to follow him, reached out to pull his sleeve and whispered: "Forget it, for the sake of being a patient, I won't bother with you anymore, let's have a meal."

After all, I have been sitting here for half an hour. At worst, I can just blacklist him after I finish eating. Anyway, he said that the blacklist is his family.

Liang Huan watched Song Jiaxi agree to have dinner with her, and her clear eyes suddenly narrowed her smile.

He followed Song Jiaxi and entered the elevator in a great mood.

After coming out of the elevator, Song Jiaxi turned around and looked at Liang Huan who was following her obediently, and thought for a while and said, "What should people with colds eat?"

"Hmm?" Liang Huan was slightly stunned, then smiled gently and said, "You can eat anything, I'm not picky about food."

"Does people who have colds only eat lighter, such as...drinking some porridge?" Song Jiaxi ignored what he said just now, rubbed his chin with one hand, and thought seriously.

Liang Huan: “…”

He listened to Song Jiaxi's words and said to her with a slight panic: "No, I don't want to drink porridge."

"Why?" Song Jiaxi raised her head, blinked her round eyes and said, "Didn't you just say you can eat anything, don't you picky about food?"

"No!!" Liang Huan wanted to shake his head like a rattle and said, "I have a shadow on drinking porridge. When I mention drinking porridge, I think of the WeChat you sent me last time - the old lady drinking porridge against the wall. You blocked me again after sending that WeChat!!"

His voice paused, then his eyes drooped slightly, looked at Song Jiaxi and said seriously: "I can't drink porridge, I'm afraid that after drinking porridge, you will block me again."

Song Jiaxi was stunned for a moment when he heard his words, and turned his head unnaturally and said, "I'm joking with you. How could I just let you drink porridge when I invite you to dinner?"

Oh no, how did he know that he planned to put him on the blacklist after dinner?

Is this the legendary sixth sense that belongs to men?
Chapter completed!