The petite little wife: don't misunderstand the proud president

When we arrived at the parking lot at the foot of Nanshan, the car stopped.

Lan Xinhui opened the door and got out of the car when Miao Miaomiao ran over to look for her.She held two hats in her hand and gestured to her: "Which one do you like?"

Lan Xinhui pointed to one of the more elegant hats, and Miao Miaomiao put that hat on her head.After putting it on, she took a look at it and said, "You really look good wearing this one, my brother has really good eyesight!"

Her brother?Wang Zichen?Lan Xinhui was stunned for a moment: Wang Zichen bought this hat?She shouldn't want what Wang Zichen bought, but it seemed too ungrateful not to take off her hat at this time, so she had no choice but to say to Miao Miaomiao: "Thank you, thank him for me."

Miao Miaomiao pointed to Wang Zichen who was two steps away from her, and said with a smile, "He's right there, thank him yourself!"

At this moment, Wang Zichen also happened to look over, and Lan Xinhui met his gaze, and said to him, "Thank you!"

"You're welcome." Wang Zichen said, seeing that her hat was a little crooked, he reached out to help her straighten it.

When Lan Xinhui saw him stretching out his hand, she was so frightened that she hurriedly dodged. She almost fell backwards while dodging in a hurry. Fortunately, Wen Jianshu, who was standing not far behind him, helped her in time.

Seeing Wen Jianshu's hand on Lan Xinhui's arm, Wang Zichen stared angrily.Just now, he reluctantly offered a little courtesy, but this kid stole the limelight.

Lan Xinhui stood firm, thanked Wen Jianshu, and backed away a little.

Miao Miaomiao came over, took Lan Xinhui's arm, and put Wen Jianshu aside: "Be careful! Come, I'll go with you!"

"Thank you!" Lan Xinhui didn't think too much, and walked up the stairs step by step with Miao Miaomiao.

Wen Jianshu and Wang Zichen quickly caught up.

Wang Zichen had longer legs, and took the position on Lan Xinhui's left first, while Wen Jianshu was on the right, separated by Miao Miaomiao.

Wen Jianshu was the host, dutifully explaining the historical allusions of Nanshan Temple, while Lan Xinhui listened carefully while climbing up the stairs.

The higher you go, the stronger the wind will be.Suddenly a gust of wind blew past and lifted the hats on Lan Xinhui and Miao Miaomiao's heads.Lan Xinhui hurriedly raised her hand to catch the lifted hat.

However, because he was still carrying a bag in his hand, his movements were a little slow. Not only did he not catch the blown hat, but he almost fell because he leaned back.

Fortunately, Wang Zichen supported her in time.

It has been a long time since such skin-to-skin contact, Wang Zichen only felt that the skin in the palm was cool and tender, as if it penetrated directly into the skin of his palm through the pores, into his blood.

At this moment, he was very close to her, and her unique fragrance came faintly.His senses suddenly became extremely sharp, the blood in his body immediately boiled, and his heart began to sway...

However, Lan Xinhui quickly stood up. While thanking her, she took a step back and gently broke free from his hand.

Wang Zichen only felt that his palms were empty, and his heart seemed to be empty as well.

His eyes chased after him, and Wen Jianshu brought her hat in between.

"Thank you!" She smiled at him, reaching out to take it.

Wen Jianshu stretched out his hand and put the hat directly on her head.He also pulled the hat down a little mischievously, covering her eyes.

"Hi!" Lan Xinhui called out, but her voice was smiling.

Wang Zichen watched them making such familiar jokes with mixed feelings in his heart.

Behind them, Miao Miaomiao turned around and bent down to pick up her hat. The moment she picked it up, someone was also picking up her hat.

Using a little force with both hands, the hat was lifted lightly.