rose lock

Half a month later, the willow branches at Haicheng Wharf sprouted longer.

Suddenly one day, the hand-painted envelope Hua Manyi received was no longer English letters that she could not understand, but delicate and elegant Chinese characters.She read the contents of the envelope in surprise, only to realize that Ian has been learning Chinese these days while recuperating from his injuries, and her amazing language talent has allowed her to fully display it.

She can't help but know how to write Chinese characters, and now she can speak and read, and can understand what was said, so her family's translator has been fired by her.

Hua Manyi sighed for a while. During the performance at night, she just realized that there was a familiar figure in the audience when she sang halfway through the performance. Ian was recognized on the lips.

"Miss Ian?" Hua Manyi came down from the stage after singing, declined other people's invitations to drink all the way, came to Ian's table, and sat down gracefully.

"Yiyi, you are so beautiful today." Ian propped his chin with one hand and looked at her. Sure enough, he did not speak a series of English, but a unique accent of Chinese characters. Nodding with a straight face, "Thank you."

"By the way, are your feet better?" Hua Manyi suddenly remembered the reason why Ian hadn't been seen for more than a month, and couldn't help becoming worried. Ian's red lips curled slightly, "Yiyi, are you worried about me?" ?”

"Of course, I don't worry about anyone. After all, you were hurt because of me."

"But you didn't come to see me once when I was hurt..." Ian pretended to be sad, his olive green eyes dimmed and lost their luster, "Did Yiyi not regard me as a friend?"

"Miss Ian..." Hua Manyi had never provoked such a crying sister, and she panicked a little. She put her hand on Ian's white jade hand, grabbed it, and comforted, "I didn't mean that , I actually had something happen this month."

Ian looked at the hand on the back of his hand, raised his head and listened to her explanation seriously, but turned the back of his hand silently, with the palm facing Hua Manyi's, delicate and tender.

"What's the matter? Is it serious?" The two sat close, and Ian slowly leaned closer. The bridge of his nose, which was more delicate than ordinary people, looked extraordinarily straight under the shaking light and shadow. He could even smell the little girl in front of him with his breath. The hair and body fragrance of the girl.

Hua Manyi shook her head, and when she raised her eyes, she realized Ian was close at hand. She raised her head subconsciously, but she didn't expect the corner of her lips to brush against the other's red lips. The cold touch at that moment made her ashamed, " Miss Ian..."

"Just call me Ian, Yiyi, don't move, there are marks of my lipstick on the corner of your mouth, I'll wipe it off for you." Ian didn't hide his words, raised his hand and reached out to Huamanyi At the corner of his lips, he frowned and wiped it carefully for her.

Hua Manyi's body couldn't help being stiff and straight, her round peach eyes slightly frowned and she stared at the beautiful and sexy foreign girl sister in front of her. Ian's hands were not cold, but even warm, and he pressed his fingertips against the corners of her mouth to wipe. , somewhat intimate.The perfume smells good. Foreigners have thin lips. In Haicheng, everyone thinks that people with thin lips are cold and ruthless, such as Gong Ma.

But Ian didn't have this kind of feeling. He was enthusiastic and considerate. The cold vermilion lipstick was painted on it, which was sexy and alluring besides being noble.Hua Manyi was a little dazed watching, and didn't even notice the red lips that were gradually approaching in front of her eyes.

"What are you doing?" A familiar voice suddenly rang out, Hua Manyi woke up with a start, and turned her head to look at the woman standing in front of the table, but Ian unhurriedly let go of the finger at the corner of her mouth and leaned over. Slowly return the body to its original position.

"Mother Gong, why are you back?" Hua Manyi looked at her in puzzlement, her face was obviously the same as usual, but she somehow felt that there seemed to be an indescribable emotion under this calm face.

Gong Yan raised her eyebrows and glanced at her, then her eyes fell on Ian, "I can't come back?"

Hua Manyi always felt that there was something in these words, but she couldn't figure it out. She looked at Ian, and seeing Ian smiled at herself, she smiled back and introduced someone, "Mother Gong, this is Ian, Her feet are fine."

Gong Yan met Ian's eyes, and the other party smiled slightly, "Long time no see, Madam Gong."

"... Ms. Ian." Gong Yan saw this woman again, and she had learned Chinese after so many days, her fingertips holding the cigarette were tightened a little, and her brows were slightly frowned.If she read it correctly, this Ian just wanted to kiss Hua Manyi, and Hua Manyi had no resistance at all...

As if thinking of something, Ian took out two invitation letters from his bag, "My uncle held an auction of Chinese and foreign goods a while ago, and to celebrate the success of the auction, a grand party was held tomorrow night. If nothing else, he'll be back in Bohemia after the party."

"What about you, Ian?" Huamanyi asked subconsciously, "Are you going back to Bohemia too?"

Ian smiled lightly, and under Gong Yan's eyelids, he took Hua Manyi's hand gently, and looked at her sincerely, "If Yiyi doesn't want me to go back, I can stay for Yiyi."

The author has something to say: Gong Yan: No, please go back