beautiful he is a bit stupid

That young boy was Ning Ming whom Zhile had met last time, but Zhile had almost forgotten him, and Fang Mu had seen him before, but he didn't know his name.

Besides Ning Ming, there were several other people standing in the corridor, who should be Ning Ming's companions, who stopped and watched not far away.

One of them stood on the outermost side, and Zhile saw most of his face clearly, and recognized him, it was the friendly Xiaotao who had spoken to him.

When Zhile saw Shen Cheng, she instinctively wanted to go over, but was held back by Fang Mu. Like last time, she dodged to the corner, stuck her head out, and looked quietly.

Everyone at that end was focused on Shen Cheng and Ning Ming, and no one noticed the movement at that end.

"...What are you doing?" Zhile was puzzled, faintly feeling that this was wrong.

Last time I had to "eavesdrop", but this time...

"Hush." ​​Fang Mu signaled Zhile to keep quiet, and then whispered: "Silly, don't you see something wrong?"

"What?" Zhile was puzzled.

Fang Mu didn't speak, but raised his chin, which meant that he could understand after reading it.

Cabin over there.

The hazy light shone on Ning Ming's face. I have to say that he is indeed very good-looking, and he is very attractive to many men, but he is different from the soft and beautiful qualities of girls. Can play, quite famous in the circle.

At this moment, he was obediently standing in front of Shen Cheng, looking at Shen Cheng with bright eyes.

Since Shen Cheng returned to the country, Ning Ming began to pay attention to him, but he never had the chance to see him.Until the last time, by chance, through relationships, in the name of a companion of one of Qin Yue's friends, he finally met Shen Cheng.

I wanted to take this opportunity to get to know Shen Cheng, but I didn't expect that Shen Cheng didn't even look at him during the whole process.

This made him very frustrated and unwilling.

Hearing that Shen Cheng was in the clubhouse today, he coveted the opportunity to appear in front of Shen Cheng.

"We met not long ago, does Mr. Shen still remember?" Ning Ming said.

Shen Cheng was holding the phone, and the watch on his wrist was glowing warmly under the light. He was tall, handsome, with a dreadful yet fascinating indifference.

"I don't remember." Shen Cheng said lightly, with no expression on his face: "What's the matter?"

Ning Ming blushed slightly, with a little disappointment, "I don't remember. That's right, I didn't introduce it formally last time—Mr. Shen, my name is Ning Ming."

Shen Cheng came out to answer the phone, but was stopped by someone unexpectedly, showing impatience, maintaining the most basic self-restraint, and asked again: "What's the matter with you."

Ning Ming was also quite direct: "I want to get to know Mr. Shen. To be honest, I like Mr. Shen. Can Mr. Shen give me a chance to get to know each other?"

Ning Ming seemed to have drunk wine, his cheeks were slightly flushed, his eyes were affectionate, and his voice was very soft, with the kind of admiration and softness that men like most. Not many people can refuse such a beautiful gesture.

"My fucking..." Fang Mu cursed in a low voice, a series of disharmonious words popped out of his mouth.

Zhile was taken aback, it was the first time he heard Fang Mu swearing, he was so good at scolding... Zhile also whispered: "No, swearing."

Fang Mu: "Poaching people's corners, despicable! Wearing a cuckold, shameless! Male whore, bloody bitch!"

Zhile: ...

Fang Mu rolled up his sleeves, revealing his bony wrists. He looked down and said, "Forget it, it hurts even more when you hit someone. Wait, my name is Qin Yuelai."

Then he took out his mobile phone.

Zhile understood, and hurriedly said, "No, fight."

The two stood at the corner, leaning against the wall, talking in a low voice. Fang Mu frowned, with a little anger in his eyes, and said, "Do you know what he is doing? Robbing your man!"

Zhile pursed her lips and said seriously: "Not yet, I've caught up."

"Isn't the same?!" Fang Mu said: "In short, it's your rival. You are stupid, not this Ningming opponent, wait, I find someone to beat him, such a person ..."

"Rival in love..." Zhile recited the word silently, then pressed Fang Mu's hand, stopped him from calling people, and said, "The book says, if you can do it yourself, do it yourself."

Fang Mu raised his head and looked at Zhile, his eyes full of suspicion.

Zhile poked her head, and then looked towards the corridor.

Over there, under the yellow wall lamp.

"I can't." Shen Cheng spat out the extremely cold words from his thin lips.

Ning Ming was startled, as if he didn't expect Shen Cheng to refuse so simply and rudely, without any intention of apologizing or explaining, his companions not far away all pricked up their ears, paying attention to the progress of the situation.

"Is it because of the so-called betrothed?" Ning Ming smiled even more and softly, and said softly, "I know, that's not Mr. Shen's own wish. Mr. Shen, I don't mind, I think you too... ..."

The rest of the words Ning Ming stopped suddenly, just because he clearly saw the sharp and gloomy eyes of the man opposite him, he was startled, just when he saw Shen Cheng was about to speak, suddenly an unexpected voice came in.

"elder brother."

Everyone turned their heads when they heard the sound, and Shen Cheng also raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Zhile walked over quickly, followed by Fang Mu with a cold face.

Looking at Fang Mu, Shen Cheng knew that they were going to the rooftop, but he didn't expect to bump into this scene by chance, I don't know how much they heard.Shen Cheng looked at Zhile.

Zhile didn't look at Shen Cheng, he stood beside Shen Cheng, stood shoulder to shoulder with him, and then faced Ning Ming.

Ning Ming was going all out, and he was straightforward, and Zhile was also direct, frank and frank, and asked round the bush: "You like him, huh?"

Ning Ming was startled, and simply said: "Yes." He straightened his back, with a little contempt in his eyes.

"Go ahead and like someone else," Zhile said unhurriedly, "Don't like him."

Ning Ming smiled: "This can't be helped..."

Zhile: "He has me."

Ning Ming's smile froze, and he said immediately: "But you..."

Zhile: "We are, we like each other. You, don't disturb."

Ning Ming choked, feeling as if he had hit the cotton softly and had nothing to say, he twitched the corners of his mouth and said, "It's not up to you, and Mr. Shen is not married yet, everyone likes it." s right……"

"Poaching people's corners is despicable. Wearing a cuckold is shameless. Male bitch, dead base." Zhi Le cut off Ning Ming's words again, looked directly at him, and said slowly word by word.

Ning Ming: ...

The hallway was silent for a moment, and a needle could be heard.

Not far away, Ning Ming's companions were almost petrified.The one named Xiaotao couldn't hold back, he chuckled and quickly covered his mouth.

Shen Cheng tilted his head and stared at Zhile.He had never seen Zhile like this before, the situation in front of him was not bad, so he didn't speak, just looked at Zhile with a smile in his eyes.

There was a clap of applause, and it was Fang Mu who was applauding.

Fang Mu: "...Wow!"

Ning Ming's face turned ugly. This was a development he hadn't expected at all. He never expected that this idiot would be difficult to deal with.He quickly glanced at Shen Cheng, but Shen Cheng's eyes were on Zhi Le.

"President Shen, I," Ning Ming's eyes were flushed, trying to make a final struggle.

"If you call him again, I'll get angry." Zhile moved a little and stood beside Shen Cheng with a calm expression: "I warn you, don't get close to him again, otherwise..."

Zhile paused slightly, and continued: "I will make you look good."

"I can do anything," Zhile said slowly and clearly.

The yellow wall lamp was hazy and hazy, illuminating Zhile's sudden change of face, the innocent and gentle expression disappeared instantly, replaced by a sudden and cold look in his eyes, the corners of his lips slanted, evoking a gloomy and evil arc, like a smile but not a smile , eyes drooping slightly, staring at Ning Ming coldly.

The air in the corridor was stagnant and deadly silent.

Ning Ming and the others knew something about Zhile, but they didn't dare to make fun of it blatantly.Although Zhile's words and deeds just now were quite surprising, he didn't take him too seriously. After all, he was still different from ordinary people. How could he be Ning Ming's opponent.But at this moment, Zhile seemed to have become another person. The gloomy eyes and evil smile, coupled with the lighting, made everyone's hairs stand on end and their guts shuddered.

Even Fang Mu, a member of our | army, couldn't help holding his breath for a moment.

Ning Ming couldn't help taking a step back.

"Leave now." Zhile said coldly, still with that sneer.

Ning Ming opened his mouth, the situation was over, he was ready to leave in frustration.

"Fang Mu," Shen Cheng said suddenly, and said in a cold voice, "Tell Qin Yue that the management of the club needs to be strengthened. Don't let everyone in, especially on the sixth floor."

Fang Mu: "Oh."

Ning Ming's expression changed, he looked at Shen Cheng, and then froze.Shen Cheng's expression was calm, but his gaze was as real as it was. He didn't say anything clearly, but he was actually warning him that from now on, he should never appear in front of Zhile again.

"Still watching!" Zhile immediately hugged Shen Cheng's arm, frowned and said, "Don't read it. Mine."

Zhile suddenly remembered something, looked at Shen Cheng, and continued: "We are the ones that Ming Media is marrying, right?"

Fang Mu coughed, his heart was really a bit stupid, he didn't know when enough was enough, it was not easy for Shen Cheng to cooperate so far, he still had to make progress, I was afraid that the cowhide would burst, and it was time to reveal his secrets.

But Shen Cheng hummed.

Zhile raised her chin at a slightly awkward angle.

Fang Mu glanced at Shen Cheng, and Shen Cheng looked as usual.

"Get lost." Fang Mu said coldly to Ning Ming.

Ning Ming was completely defeated and left in despair with his companions.Xiaotao walked last, shrugged indifferently, and smiled at Zhile.

Everyone left, only Zhile and the three of them remained in the corridor.

Fang Mu exaggeratedly brushed his arms with his slender fingers, and then extended his thumb to Zhile: "Yes, you. Where did you learn this?"

Fang Mu tugged at the corner of his mouth, learning Zhile's last smile.

Shen Cheng also looked at Zhile, his arm was still held by Zhile, and he didn't think about pulling it out.

"I learned it from the movie," Zhile replied. In one movie, there was a girl who laughed like that at the end, which was very scary.He was horrified when he saw it, but thought it was fun, so he deliberately imitated it in the mirror, but he didn't expect it to come in handy today.

"I'll watch any movie." Fang Mu said.

Zhile forgot the name, and said to go back and look for it.

Fang Mu nodded, still feeling a little unbelievable: "You are quite fierce, I have goosebumps from being frightened, I am afraid I will not dare to provoke you in the future."

Zhile said solemnly, "The book says that when dealing with an enemy, you must never be merciful——so is a love rival, an enemy."

Fang Mu stretched out two thumbs, looked at the arms they were holding, pointed to the upstairs, and asked, "Are you still going up?"

Zhile remembered the business, and was about to let go of her arms, but her arms tightened, and she was caught by Shen Cheng, unable to move. Shen Cheng said: "

not going. "

Shen Cheng tilted his head, looked at Zhile, and said in a low voice: "I'm done with my work, do you want to go back together?"

Zhile let out an ah, and he agreed to accompany Fang Mu to dance radio gymnastics.

Shen Cheng looked at Fang Mu, their eyes met, Shen Cheng's expression was indifferent, Fang Mu raised his brows lightly when he realized something, and said, "Suddenly remembered that I still have something to do, Le Tsai, I'll see you next time."

Zhile heard the words and could only nod his head.

Shen Cheng notified Zhu Hui on his mobile phone, and left early, then went to the square wooden house to get Zhile's backpack, then took Zhile to the elevator and went downstairs.

The glass of the open-air elevator reflects the colorful lights of the market. Shen Cheng wears Zhile’s black backpack on his arm. He and Zhile stand in the elevator and descend slowly to the underground parking lot. It was very quiet.

When the elevator reached its destination, Shen Cheng pressed the door, Zhi Le walked out, and the two got on the car.

"elder brother?"

Shen Cheng's silence made Zhile feel a little uneasy, wondering if he did something wrong just now.

The car started, slowly drove out of the parking lot, and drove on the road home.

Shen Cheng pressed the switch, and the partition separated the driving seat and the rear row, forming an independent private space.Shen Cheng put his hands on his knees, raised his eyes, and looked at Zhile.

"Tell me." Shen Cheng said.

For some reason, his voice was very low and light.

"I was just now, am I serious?" Zhile had nothing to say, and on the way to drive, she leaned closer to Shen Cheng and said to him.

"What do you think?"

"Very powerful." Zhile was a little embarrassed, but said frankly.

"It's really powerful." Shen Cheng said.

"Really?"

"Ah."

Zhile laughed. He had learned in books and on TV that animals often fight fiercely with each other in order to compete for mates. Human beings, the normal general public, also fight and insult each other out of emotion. There are various forms of expression , There are weird ones, there are naive ones, there are miserable ones, there are elegant ones... Chiraku is neither good at scolding nor good at fighting, but he tried his best to defend in his own way.

"Then today, do you like me a little?" Zhile asked eagerly.

Shen Cheng didn't speak.

Since the start of the campaign to chase after the National People's Congress, Zhile has always asked Shen Cheng this way from time to time, but usually there is no response. Zhile is used to it. At this moment, Shen Cheng is silent, and Zhile is not too disappointed.

"Okay, I'll try harder."

Shen Cheng still didn't speak, just looked at Zhile quietly.

Zhile felt something strange, as if there was something different about Shen Cheng, but she couldn't tell.

"Brother, you..."

"Jiang Zhile." Shen Cheng spoke suddenly, his voice low.

"Ok?"

"You don't need to work hard." Shen Cheng looked into Zhile's eyes and said slowly.

"Huh?" Zhile didn't understand what he meant, and his eyes showed doubts.

He once again felt the difference in Shen Cheng today and at this moment.Shen Cheng turned slightly sideways, staring at Zhile, the colorful and changing lights outside the window flickered past, passing by Shen Cheng's face and eyes, his eyes were so deep, like the silent sea in the night, and so gentle, like Moonlight in the autumn forest...

"Brother, I..."

A pedestrian crossing the road suddenly appeared in front of him, and the car made an emergency turn to avoid the danger.

Shen Cheng and Zhi Le couldn't help leaning forward at the same time. At that moment, Shen Cheng quickly grabbed Zhi Le who was rushing towards him and helped him stabilize his body.

The driver's apologetic voice came, but fortunately it was only a small accident, and he quickly calmed down and continued driving.

Zhile half fell into Shen Cheng's arms, not frightened, but did not leave immediately after being safe, but raised his head, and said to Shen Cheng in a little surprise: "Brother, your heart beats so fast."

Shen Cheng put his arms on Zhile's shoulders, as if embracing him, he lowered his head, his eyes reflected Zhile's dark, bright and ignorant eyes.

Shen Cheng didn't deny it, nor pushed Zhile away.

"Are you scared?" Zhile blinked, a little worried.

"No." Shen Cheng dispelled Zhile's worries in a low voice.

"That's it, what's the matter?"

Zhile's face and palms touched Shen Cheng's chest in the bumps just now, and at the same time, she felt Shen Cheng's unusually fast heartbeat in her ears and palms.

dong dong dong.

Zhile touched her heart, and then Shen Cheng, puzzled.

Shen Cheng didn't answer him, but just looked at Zhile, with tenderness and a little helplessness in his eyes, after a while, he pulled Zhile's hand away and said, "Sit down."

Zhile sat down obediently, and no longer struggled with this question that he didn't quite understand.

The neon lights are flashing, and the night scene is bustling.

Shen Cheng loosened his neckline, turned his head and looked out the window, the car window was half open, the wind blew in, brushed over his hair, his face, and the young, always calm, but violently fluctuating heart on his chest.

Chiraku's beautiful chin and ruddy lips were reflected on the window pane.

Jiang Zhile is really a little fool.