Quick wear: the beauty of flirting is forced to have deep difficulties

Chapter 123: Autism x Autism
Like everyone else, he has a cold and tired overbearing face, but his words are always so innocent and sweet that Wen Zhiyi's heart softens.

Wen Zhiyi hesitated for a moment, looked at his firm eyes, and finally compromised.

She brought Qin Zhou to the relatively quietest corner of the bar, then leaned over and said to him: "Then you stay here obediently, and I'll come to you when I'm done."

Qin Zhou was still carrying his schoolbag, sitting upright, with his hands on his knees, he was stunned for a few seconds after hearing what she said, and then nodded slightly.

"I see."

He looked so good, Wen Zhiyi felt soft-hearted, and couldn't help touching his head, Qin Zhou was stunned, and the corners of his lips under the mask slightly raised.

The foreman was calling Wen Zhiyi, and Wen Zhiyi could only leave in a hurry. She walked a few dozen steps, and when she turned her head, she saw Qin Zhou obediently sitting in his place and looking at her.

He didn't take off the mask, but his eyes were bright, as if he was smiling.

Wen Zhiyi was out of breath for a moment when he watched him, then turned his head unnaturally and left in a hurry.

Wen Zhiyi's previous job was to sell wine to accompany wine and deliver wine. The more wine she sells, the more commission she gets.

But that was an expedient measure when there was no money. Now that Wen Zhiyi was not short of money, he didn't want to wrong himself, and just did the most common job of delivering wine.

From time to time, she would look in Qin Zhou's direction anxiously, and she could meet his attentive and sincere eyes every time.

He seems to be born with little understanding of the emotion of shyness, and he will not feel embarrassed when he looks at each other. He smiles at her with crooked eyebrows, as sweet as a little toffee.

Wen Zhiyi ordered a glass of orange juice after delivering a few rounds of wine, and walked to Qin Zhou after it was done.

"Have something to drink."

Qin Zhou took it flattered and said thank you.

He originally thought that Wen Zhiyi meant that he was done with work, but he didn't expect Wen Zhiyi to be called away by the foreman after delivering the juice, looking very busy.

Qin Zhou was a little disappointed, but looking at the juice in front of him, he became happy again. He took off his mask and sipped the juice while looking in Wen Zhiyi's direction and waiting for her to get off work.

Wen Zhiyi was busy until 11:30 before changing shifts, because she didn't go to accompany the wine seller, the foreman was a little dissatisfied, and pushed a lot of work to her, Wen Zhiyi was so busy that day that he was dizzy.

After finally going back to the lounge to change into the staff uniform, Wen Zhiyi, wearing her original white shirt and jeans, walked to Qin Zhou in the corner.

Wen Zhiyi saw that he had finished drinking the juice and put on the mask, but he was still holding an empty glass in his hand, and his eyes lit up little by little when he saw her approaching.

Wen Zhiyi thought his appearance was a little cute, so she walked over and knocked on his desk.

"It's off work, let's go."

Qin Zhou obediently followed her out, and when he reached the front desk, he stopped.

Wen Zhiyi: "What's wrong?"

Qin Zhou: "I drank a glass of orange juice."

Wen Zhiyi smiled: "Please drink, I have already paid for it."

Qin Zhou clicked lightly, pinched the corner of his clothes with his fingers, looked a little nervous, and frowned slightly.

Wen Zhiyi didn't care about his small thoughts, the bar was crowded with people, she pulled Qin Zhou and left quickly.

Qin Zhou walked outside to the empty street, his expression relaxed, but he still frowned.

He didn't say anything, and Wen Zhiyi didn't ask, just waiting for him to speak.

After about half a minute, Qin Zhou suddenly took down the backpack, took out the wallet in the mezzanine, took out a few hundred yuan bills from it, and handed it to Wen Zhiyi.

Wen Zhiyi raised his eyebrows, and before he could speak, he heard Qin Zhou worryingly say, "I can't drink your orange juice for nothing."

"why?"

"Because you are poor."

(End of this chapter)