Madam escaped

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She simply replied and moved on to the next one.

And I, behind her calmness, saw her red earlobes so clearly that there was nowhere to hide, and I couldn't help but start another daydream in my heart.

After a simple meal, we rented a car and drove directly to the small town of Somme-Amiens.During an hour's drive, I finally asked about her marriage: "Sister Zhou, are you married?" In fact, I remembered the question of whether she was married or not last night, and I have been watching and thinking all day today. Until now, In this relatively private space, the seemingly random question came out.

She must be tired too, she has been sitting without moving, and even my question was answered after a long time: "No!"

I glanced at her, saw her looking ahead quietly, and asked, "Why?" If I remember correctly, she had been engaged for more than three years.

She snorted softly and briefly, and said, "Do you want to urge the marriage too? It's just what qualifications do you have? My little sister is still—" The ending dragged on for a long time, as if it was for me to add.In her words, I noticed a trace of her displeasure, and her words didn't sound so polite.

I said as calmly as possible: "I'm not qualified to urge you to get married, I just think about it and care about it."

"Thank you." She replied in seconds: "And you, when are you going to get married?"

How could you hear the anger in her words?

Don't worry, I didn't say anything!

I said depressedly: "What? With whom?"

"Where's Lei Ming?"

"He!" I said with a smile, "We broke up 800 years ago."

She acted very surprised and asked: "When? Before or after going abroad?"

Seeing her expression of eagerness to know, I slowly said: "To be precise, it was not long after we came back from Zhejiang for the last time."

After I finished speaking, there was silence in the car, except for the occasional roar of passing vehicles.

"Why didn't you tell me?"

It took a long time before she asked, her voice was low and deep, making people feel that she was wronged.

I couldn't remember why I didn't tell her at the time, so I took this question with me until I found the hotel I booked and stayed in.

The window of the room is facing a square. At this time, the lights are brightly lit, and several bars are flickering with lights, making the night particularly beautiful and dreamy.There are quite a few people here, in groups of three or four, sitting or standing, killing the evening time.Gradually, in the squinted eyes, it became a particularly dynamic picture.

I took out my sketchbook and leaned against the window to sketch, entering a state of ecstasy, until there were fewer and fewer people, I regretfully put down my pen and sighed.

"What sigh?"

I turned my head to look at her standing in the room, and saw that she was wearing another set of my clothes, a bat shirt and a denim jacket with a hood. She was dressed like an ordinary high school student. With her appearance, she was very cute. .

I smiled and asked, "Why do you dress like that?"

She pushed her hair up and said playfully, "Aren't you here to experience the local life? I want to experience the nightlife here."

"you sure?"

What answered me was her white eyes and her back with her high ponytail tied and opening the door.I quickly said, "Wait for me downstairs!"

I also pulled my hair back from my ears, exposing my forehead. I wore a casual shirt with a half-front opening, and I applied a layer of crystal lip gloss before going out.

After walking downstairs quickly, I saw her leaning against the wall with one foot, pretending to be cool, I smiled and walked over to stand in front of her and said, "Be as handsome as me."

☆、Chapter 73

With my hands in my pockets, I bent my waist slightly and approached her with a smirk on my side. More than one of my girlfriends has said that this posture is very handsome, so I looked at her confidently.

In less than two seconds, the naked eye could see that her face was flushed, and it spread to the base of her ears in a short while, like an attractive grape appeared in my eyes.

I swallowed subconsciously, stood up and said unnaturally: "I won't tease you, let's go!"

"Please be my knight tonight!"

She said quickly behind me, blushing and looking at me firmly.

The sentence was very simple, but I didn't know what Knight meant, so I subconsciously looked at her, hoping she could explain clearly.

She didn't explain, but stepped forward and took my arm, and went out with me to the busiest bar directly opposite.

What is it that makes me do her?I probably understood the answer 10 minutes after entering the bar.

I ordered two glasses of fruit liqueur and sat at the bar with her. She looked left and right excitedly, and finally said: "It's very different from the American ones. There are few people dancing. It's almost like a coffee shop."

"Hehe, this is a small town." I told her while playing with the cup: "The kind you mentioned should be a disco, a place dedicated to dancing and having fun. Besides, people who are still here at this point are probably here for novelty, There are more people looking for one-night stands..."

Before he finished speaking, a man in a suit and tie came over. He was very clean-shaven and glowed blue under the light. He sat next to her, shook his glass and asked, "Miss, I am honored to invite you to have a glass of wine." Is it?" in fluent French.

I hurriedly approached her ear and said, "He wants to buy you a drink."

"Then what should I do?"

"Promise, there will be free drinks anyway."

"No," she said arrogantly, "I never drink wine from strangers."

"That is, you are not short of money!"

She thumped me and said, "You can't drink even if you don't have money."

"Okay, up to you!"

"You are not allowed to drink either!" She said so suddenly, which surprised me domineeringly, "Do you often drink wine invited by others?"

I especially sympathize with the man who is still waiting for an answer with his demeanor and can still smile at me at this time. He probably thinks we are discussing whether to drink or not, and he is quite patient.

"Miss, don't worry about whether I drink or not, just answer him first, he is still waiting!"

She just turned her head away, but she put her arms around my shoulders and said to him very close to me: "Sorry, I would rather drink what she invited."

She spoke English, and that buddy obviously had poor English, so he stuttered and said a few ok before leaving.