beauty should be like this

The hotel room was unusually quiet, only the faint sound of hot water falling to the ground could be heard.

The sound of clattering echoed in the limited space.

I don't know how long it took, but even the sound disappeared.

A moment later, the closed bathroom door swung open, and a suffocatingly beautiful little beauty walked out.

The beauty is only wrapped in a bath towel casually, washing off the delicate makeup on her face, and also washing off the overly soft outline of the makeup, but showing a bit of abstinent heroism, but his waist-length hair is genuine, and it is wet and loose. , has a clean scent of shampoo.

——Men rarely have such long hair, right?

The beauty stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror raising her eyebrows and was distracted for a moment, then suddenly untied the bath towel and looked at Xiumei's fair and youthful body in the mirror, which was pure daily narcissism.

She has such a flat chest, and she also has an Adam's apple, so how can an idiot mistake herself for a real girl?

He turned his head arrogantly: Those stupid straight men who only know how to look at their faces are really interesting.

-

Shanghai is the most prosperous financial center in China, and there are always various guests in high-end hotels.

Zuo Yu, who was still kept in the dark, walked to the front desk nonchalantly, took the room card and said, "Help me call the lady in this room, and say that she forgot something at the event venue, and now ask me to go to the Sichuan hot pot next door." Pick it up at the store."

"Okay, what is your last name?" The waiter was polite.

"Left." After Zuo Yu finished speaking, he turned and left.

Although he is only 25 years old, the number of girlfriends he has had and the opposite sex he has provoked are simply innumerable.

He is not a nice young man who is clean and self-sufficient and full of sense of justice, but it is really meaningless to think that he will come to the door like a beast before he has said a few words to the girl named Qianqian.

What's more, I don't really hope that such a beautiful person will become a cheap plaything because of Yuan Hai's banknotes.

——In a sense, this can be regarded as sympathy.

-

Qianqian, who was looking in the mirror, suddenly heard the phone ring, and walked over to pick it up: "Hello?"

"Hi guest, Mr. Youwei Zuo wants me to convey that you forgot something at the exhibition venue. He wants to invite you to meet at the nearby Shujiuxiang Hot Pot Restaurant and return it to the original owner." The voice of the front desk lady was very sweet .

"Ah?" The little beauty was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Okay."

After speaking, he put the microphone back to its original place, reached out and took the daytime schoolbag and looked through it, unable to think of what he had lost.

Presumably looking for an excuse?

With Qianqian's normal personality, she would never have met such "friends". Ke Yue and her unreliable boyfriend Yuan Hai really couldn't resist today, so they came forward to tease people.

I didn't expect that Zuo Moumou didn't notice until the end of the meal, which is so funny.

The work in Shanghai has been completely over. I looked around the single room where I was mixed with the manufacturer because of my male body. I felt a little bored. I don’t know what kind of mentality it is, so I put on my usual clothes and found a She made a black silk scarf to cover her neck, picked up her bag and went out.

-

In the days of studying hard in the United States, the most difficult thing is to eat the monotonous food there.

Of course, meat such as hamburger steak is not a burden for Zuo Yu, and the food in high-end restaurants is also delicious, but after a day-to-day life, what I can't help but miss is Chinese food.

The idea of ​​eating hot pot has long been there, but it is a pity that after getting off the plane, I was tortured by my aunt and messed around with Yuan Hai, so it was delayed until now.

"Mad belly, yellow throat, Wuchang fish, and this fresh-cut beef..." Zuo Yu took the menu and ordered happily.

While the waiter was taking notes seriously, a cold voice suddenly sounded next to him asking, "What did I forget?"

Zuo Yu looked up and saw that Qianqian, who had changed into a white T-shirt and jeans, seemed to have just taken a shower, and her wet body looked like a lotus flower, so she greeted happily, "Sit."

It is not an easy job to stand for a manufacturer in shameful clothes, Qianqian was a little tired, so she sat down and asked, "What the hell is it?"

Zuo Yu dismissed the waiter after ordering, and then smiled: "It's nothing, I just want to invite you to dinner."

Sure enough, do you know that I am a man and still want to date?

The little beauty hesitated to speak, and finally remained silent.

"Anyway, you don't have time for dinner, let's go together." Zuo Yu threw back the room card: "Stop messing around with people like Yuan Hai in the future."

"It sounds like you are better than him." Qianqian was surprised by the kindness of the rich second generation, but couldn't help but glared at him, but those beautiful eyes didn't have much intimidating power, but were very pure and lovely.

The time spent with the girl improved Zuo Yu's mood, and he chatted casually, "What's your name? You're still a student, why are you here to take this job?"

"Make money, nonsense." Qianqian is no longer as cold as ice, but her tone is still unkind, like a cat who doesn't answer.

"What are you proud of? I already told you my name. Wouldn't it be good to make friends with me?" Zuo Yu was rarely treated so unreasonably when he was away from home.

Qianqian held the room card betrayed by Yuan Hai in her palm, felt that the young man in front of her was cute for no reason, and even began to look forward to his frightened expression when he knew the truth, and said, "My name is Wen Qianyu. Sophomore."

"I'm studying fashion design, and my family is also in Beijing." Zuo Yu understood, he was only 19 years old, no wonder he was so young that he was just about to bloom.

He saw all kinds of dishes being quickly brought by the waiter, and immediately put them into the pot, and asked again: "Fish? Which fish?"

"Did you check your household registration?" Wen Qianyu didn't want to explain this overly poetic name.

"Just check you." Zuo Yu snorted and said, "Eat, go back to rest early after eating."

But the little beauty remained motionless.

Zuo Yu asked, "What's wrong?"

Wen Qianyu replied seriously: "I don't eat spicy food, it's not good for my skin."

"Why is it so troublesome, you are already beautiful enough!" Zuo Yu felt his head was big, and turned to say: "You eat well, how about I tell you something embarrassing about Yuan Hai?"

"For example?" Wen Qianyu was young and simple-minded, and instantly tilted her head curiously.

"For example, he loves to watch zombie movies, and he is a little mentally retarded. He specially repaired a room at home, replaced the iron door, and piled up food reserves, mineral water, and diapers all year round. He lied that the room where the safe is kept does not allow others to enter." Zuo Yu had fun talking nonsense by himself.

"Aren't you naive?" After Wen Qianyu complained like this, remembering Mr. Yuan's appearance that he thought he knew astronomy at the top and geography at the bottom, he couldn't help but also smiled, his dimples were smart, and even his eyebrows and eyes were a little softer.

Zuo Yu raised his eyes and remained silent.

Wen Qianyu asked, "What's wrong?"

"You look pretty when you really smile, don't fake your smile." Zuo Yu pointed Jiang Shan.

"Mind your own business." After Wen Qianyu finished speaking like this, she really started to eat the boiling hot pot.

Accompanied by "sisters", even the appetite becomes better than usual.

The person in front of him is not the popular big-eyed awl face. The facial features and facial lines seem to be outlined by the oldest Taoist painters. They have a kind of classical beauty of their own, which is why they look amazing and attractive.

In Zuo Yu's values, Wen Qianyu at this moment is as worthy of physical and mental pleasure as a limited sports car, a bottle of expensive red wine, and an exotic scenery that ordinary people can't reach, but that's all.

-

The summer night is cool.

After eating and drinking enough, people's mentality also becomes lazy.

Zuo Yu found out the car keys and said, "I'm leaving, the hotel is right next door, don't I need to take you back to your room?"

Wen Qianyu tucked her disheveled hair behind her ears, and walked forward without saying anything.

Zuo Yu chased after him and asked, "Hey, you look so pale, are you okay? Are you so disappointed if I don't go?"

"Get out." Wen Qianyu blurted out such impolite words, but he didn't use a strong tone, instead he had his own mood, his lips turned white: "It's too spicy, my stomach hurts."

"Why do you still eat when you have a stomach problem?" Zuo Yu found it inconceivable.

"Didn't you tell me to eat it?" Wen Qianyu asked back.

Zuo Yu bluntly said, "You can do whatever I tell you to do? Why are you so obedient? It's obvious that you are greedy. Let's go and buy medicine."

"I brought it myself, don't pretend to be a warm man." Wen Qianyu glanced at him and continued walking.

It seems that we shouldn't take too much care of the accidental encounter that we've known each other for only twelve hours.

Zuo Yu unconscionably planned to go back to his aunt's house to sleep, and having powerful relatives watching over him was also an important reason why he didn't dare to go too far in the sea.

But leaving like this seems to be a bit of a loss.

He suddenly called out very seriously: "Wen Qianyu."

The little beauty turned her head in doubt, and was abruptly kissed on her lower lip in a second.

Only then did Zuo Yu triumphantly walk towards the parking space, waved his hands behind his back and said, "Good night."

Wen Qianyu, who couldn't laugh or cry, stood where he was, and was blown by a sudden gust of wind, messing up his soft long hair.

-

The family in Beijing urged him urgently, and Zuo Yu boarded the plane back to his hometown in the early morning of the next day.

When he was sitting in his seat, he clicked on his phone out of boredom, and remembered the affair he had yesterday.

After finally tricking Wen Qianyu into exchanging WeChat IDs with her, before she had time to look at them, she just took advantage of this moment to look at the photos.

Shallow to deep.

The name is quite literary.

It's a pity that I clicked on my personal homepage, but I couldn't see a single message from Moments.

Zuo Yu knew that he was deliberately blocked, but he was not very angry.

The extent to which a girl can act is usually directly proportional to her appearance.

There is something cute about playing petty temper with a pretty face.

Like Wen Qianyu's eyebrows and eyes, which will be alluring sooner or later when he grows up, it seems that he can't be too arrogant.

Although the school is average, the family has no money.

But it’s not all about nothing.

Because God has given the most powerful pass, enough to knock on the door of any man, this is the most unfair cheating device, but so bright and moving.