gentle fall

The girl's face turned red at that moment, completely red.

Even though the hair around her ears fell down and covered her red ear tips, she was still embarrassed.

Wen Huaiyu was a little surprised, and gasped in her heart. It was the first time in a long time that she met such an innocent girl.

Simple and clean, like a deer drinking water in the forest in the early morning, a little ripple on the surface of the water is enough to scare her back.

Wen Huaiyu wanted to tease her again, but couldn't bear it, so he finally let go of his hand, suppressed his smile, and repeated: "Is there something wrong?"

The girl nodded, raised her left hand, spread her palm, and a ring was lying quietly in her white palm.

She coughed lightly, and a hoarse voice came out of her throat: "You...your..."

Wen Huaiyu smiled, took the ring from her hand, but did not speak, then grabbed her hand, and in her blank eyes, pushed the ring in along her finger: "Send it to you. Thank you tonight you."

The little girl shook her head, and then grabbed her hand, wanting to return the ring, her eyes filled with rejection.

Wen Huaiyu sneered, and withdrew the ring from her palm: "That's fine. Let's go, I'll treat you to dinner."

The girl blushed, nodded, and agreed.

Going out, the manager is waiting outside the gate, standing in two rows respectfully: "Miss Wen."

Wen Huaiyu nodded restrainedly, and walked quickly, with emerald hexagram earrings hanging on the snow-white earlobe, and two small and pure white pearls hanging down, dazzling people's eyes.

The driver was already waiting outside. As soon as he saw her, he immediately took off his hat and stood up straight: "Miss."

Wen Huaiyu hummed lightly, turned around and asked the girl, "What do you want to eat?"

The vicinity of the clubhouse is not a bustling area, but it seems a bit deserted and secluded. On a winter night, at a glance, the long street is deserted, and few restaurants are open. After all, it is already late.

The girl was more familiar with this place. She looked around for a long time, pointed to a food stall not far away that was still open, and then hurriedly withdrew her hand, probably realizing that this kind of place has nothing to do with Wen Huaiyu's status. Doesn't match.

Wen Huaiyu looked in the direction she pointed, smiled too, and readily agreed: "Okay."

The driver had just opened the car door, and when he heard her say yes, he couldn't help but startled: "Miss..."

Wen Huaiyu turned his head, his exquisite and beautiful face was blurred under the streetlight, but his eyes were sharp: "What?"

The driver is not only the driver, but also the bodyguard arranged for her by the family. Sometimes he will say a few more words, but he should never stop Wen Huaiyu when he is so interested.

So, he met the eldest lady's unhappy gaze, and held back his voice.

"Let's go."

The high-heeled shoes rattled, Wen Huaiyu took a few steps forward, and found that the girl hadn't followed, turned around, pulled the corners of his lips, and hooked his fingers to her: "Let's go."

The snow-white slender fingers drew a beautiful arc in mid-air. The young girl looked at her hand, suppressing deep obsession and nostalgia in the depths of her eyes, almost reflexively, she walked towards her. Slightly stiff, like her marionette.

Sometimes, feelings are so contradictory, strong, but restrained.

Wen Huaiyu couldn't help but sneered.

This little girl looks like she has lost her soul.

The food stall on the side of the road is doing good business. It is the golden stall of the night market. The proprietress greeted warmly at the door. When she saw the two people coming, her eyes lit up, and she hurriedly handed over the menu: "Are you two? There is a private room inside!"

These days, food stalls have to prepare a few private rooms to keep customers who like to be quiet.

The girl cast her inquiring gaze over him, feeling a little uneasy.Wen Huaiyu looked around and narrowed his eyes slightly: "No, it's right there."

She pointed to a table in a remote corner and walked over there.

The tables and chairs made of bamboo and wood, the tabletops were painted, and they looked clean. The waiter wiped the chairs again and again, as if afraid of dissatisfaction with the guest who was covered with exquisite writing from head to toe.

But in fact, Wen Huaiyu didn't speak from the beginning to the end.

Others may be surprised when they see it. Miss Wen, who has always been arrogant and self-willed, would be furious even if the abalone on the dinner table was overcooked for more than ten seconds and the taste is not good, is sitting here so calmly at this moment.

The two sat down, ordered food, a pot of braised prawns, a serving of cold edamame, two bottles of beer, a complete late-night snack style.

The stewed prawns were quickly served, and the little girl was still a little embarrassed, probably regretting choosing this place.

Wen Huaiyu looked relaxed, put on disposable plastic gloves, and began to peel the shrimp, while talking to her: "Is it convenient to talk?"

The girl nodded, indicating that she was.

Wen Huaiyu had already peeled a shrimp, and she put the fresh and white tail on the girl's plate.Then another one was stripped to her.

The girl was stunned, with a little panic and embarrassment in her eyes.

The corners of Wen Huaiyu's lips were slightly raised, thick eyelashes fluttered, and the tails of his eyes were raised upwards, and a pleasant smile was also tinged in his clear and pleasant voice: "Little beauty, you are responsible for pleasing the eyes and the eyes."

The girl's face turned red all of a sudden.

She had to lower her head, avoiding her gaze.

Wen Huaiyu smiled, his hands didn't stop, he peeled the whole pot of shrimp, but he didn't move his chopsticks from the beginning to the end.Her movements are graceful and comfortable, as if she is not peeling shrimp, but playing with some ancient artwork.

Soon, she took off her gloves and went to the bathroom for a while. When she came back, the girl lowered her head halfway, holding the chopsticks, and was slowly clearing the food on the plate. Her posture was elegant and beautiful.

Who doesn't love to see beauties.

Especially looking at the beauty under the lamp, it is half hazy and half drunk. The beauty is as elegant as orchid, which attracts people to stop.

Wen Huaiyu was no exception. She stood not far away, under the light, and watched silently for a while.

Soon, the little girl finished eating, raised her head, looked around, and met Wen Huaiyu's gaze.

The dim light streamed down from the top of Wen Huaiyu's hair and flowed down the caramel-colored hair. The tails of her eyes were slightly raised, and her smile was gentle. Those eyes were extremely charming, dark and deep, as if they wanted to absorb the soul of people.

The girl was stunned, got up and walked to Wen Huaiyu, followed her out, stood by the roadside, and was blown by the cold wind, as if she had just woken up.

Wen Huaiyu looked at her with a half-smile, squinted his eyes slightly, and took out his mobile phone: "Leave a contact information. Next time I go to the club to find you."

She has a good impression of this girl, so she will go to the club in the future, ask her to come over, squeeze her shoulders and beat her waist, that's fine.

The little girl can't speak for the time being, when the time comes, just stay aside quietly.

Some people are so magical, just stop there, and they will be quiet, forming a world of their own, and time will flow slowly.

The girl also took out her mobile phone, she seemed a little too nervous, even her forearm was trembling slightly, after 2 minutes, she finally added WeChat.

Wen Huaiyu lowered his head and looked at the chat interface of his new friend: "Yirou?"

Ji Yirou nodded vigorously, and sent a message: "Ji Yirou."

This is her name now.Wen Huaiyu was also serious and typed three words: "Wen Huaiyu."

Ji Yirou looked at her quietly, and whispered in her heart.

I know.

always knew.

The winter night was too cold, just for a moment, Wen Huaiyu's hands were stiff from the cold, she took a deep breath: "Let's go. See you later, little beauty."

Ji Yirou couldn't speak well, and could only squeeze out the word "um" from her throat.

Of course, the tip of the ear is also red.

Wen Huaiyu raised his eyebrows, smiled, stretched out his hand, and tapped her ear with his slender and tender fingertips: "Don't be shy."

Look, this night, I don't know how many times I became popular.

Obviously her fingertips didn't touch her ear, but it was only in the air, but Ji Yirou's whole body froze, all the blood in her body gathered in one place, and her whole heart was rubbed open: "... Um."

……

For several days after that, Wen Huaiyu still remembered that after she said something casually, the little girl's slightly drooped eyebrows and eyes, her dodging eyes, were red to the tips of her bleeding ears.

It's so innocent, and so cute.

Wen Huaiyu has grown up so big, and he has never seen such a person: when he is not talking, he is as clear and clean as snow; tease her.

It's just that I still hesitate in my heart, afraid of bullying the little girl.

After all, Wen Huaiyu's mouth is a deceiving ghost.

When she spoke, she habitually carried a little careless teasing, like a temptation, but a little alienated.

If she cheated the little girl's heart, she would flirt up her skirt and leave, which would make her heartbroken.

It's not that she overestimates herself, after all, she hasn't overturned her car so far, and she won't in the future.

The author has something to say: Mr. Wen: A flag that has never overturned

The cutie who answered the comments in the previous chapter, I have seen massages with clothes on, the ones wearing silk clothes hahahahaha

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