gentle fall

Wen Huaiyu turned his head, stood up, and turned around with the car key: "Let's go. I'm going back."

She walked so fast that she didn't see Ji Yirou walking behind, with a sly smile on her face.

After returning to the villa, before parting, Wen Huaiyu suddenly called her to stop: "Yirou, spare the weekend."

The door that was about to close opened again, and Ji Yirou looked at her quietly.

Wen Huaiyu pursed his lips, as if a little hesitant, his long eyelashes covered some emotions: "There is a dance, you go there with me?"

Ji Yirou looked at her and nodded seriously.

She agreed too quickly, she didn't ask where she was going or anyone she saw, but Wen Huaiyu was taken aback. She originally wanted to explain something, but now she didn't know how to speak.

"Go out early tomorrow."

After finishing speaking, she entered the room, closed the door forcefully, and took a deep breath, as if she could suppress her emotions.

She does have her plans.But Ji Yirou won't know, she just needs to accompany her there, acting as her dance partner, and let others know that Miss Wen really has a new love.

But when I think of those pure deer-like eyes, why can't I bear it in my heart.

……

On Sunday, Wen Huaiyu woke up, felt the remote control at the head of the bed with his right hand, and pressed the button. The blackout curtains were slowly closed, the window lattices were covered with snow, and there seemed to be snowflakes falling in midair.

She rubbed her temples, propped herself up for a while, and then walked to the bathroom with her slippers on.

I slept too late last night, my eyes were covered with a faint bluish black, and I used more concealer when I put on makeup.

When Ji Yirou knocked on the door and came in, she was carefully drawing her eyebrows.The snow-white and delicate wrist folded into an extremely beautiful arc, and the beauty faced the mirror, her red lips slightly closed: "Get up."

Ji Yirou hummed, walked over, stood behind the dressing table, watched her tactfully draw her eyebrows, watched her apply lipstick, and watched her look so bright and inconceivable after the makeup was completed.

Wen Huaiyu smiled softly, turned his head to look at her, then pressed her shoulders, and asked her to sit down: "Draw an eyeliner for you?"

Before Ji Yirou could answer, Wen Huaiyu had already picked up the eyeliner, supported her Xuenen chin with the other hand, and pressed the pad of her thumb on the fair cheek, with a focused expression and serious outline.

Ji Yirou raised her head slightly, with a concentrated expression, and looked back at her with almost devout eyes.

Those feelings that have been suppressed for many years are hidden deeper, it seems that the fire has long been extinguished, and it seems that the agarwood has fallen into the water.

Wen Huaiyu's hands did not stop, her movements were extremely smooth. After finishing drawing one eyeliner, she was about to change her movements. The moment she paused, she saw her own reflection in Ji Yirou's clear eyes.

It turned out that they were already too close.

It was so close that she could see the young fluff on the girl's face; it was so close that she could see that Ji Yirou's lips were a beautiful cherry pink.

"Well……"

Her movements became heavier at some point, and Ji Yirou couldn't help but let out a soft cry, Wen Huaiyu quickly let go, took a step back, and said lightly, "What should I do, I drew eyeliner for you, but I don't think it looks good .”

"Forget it. There will be a special makeup artist later."

The two went to the high-end shopping mall, and Wen Huaiyu walked in front. His thick, curly, honey-colored long hair was tied behind his ears. From the back, there was a kind of intellectual beauty, but once he looked at her from the front, his eyes would be attracted by her bright facial features.

Along the way, there were many gazes, but Wen Huaiyu ignored them, but Ji Yirou felt uncomfortable.

When Ji Yirou changed her clothes and came out of the fitting room, she met her eyes and couldn't help but walk over.

The corners of Wen Huaiyu's lips curled up, a bit of a smile but not a smile, and the shopping guide next to him was good at bragging: "Miss Wen, your girlfriend is really pretty."

When Ji Yirou walked over, she happened to hear this sentence, she looked at Wen Huaiyu, Wen Huaiyu just smiled and moved forward, pulling her temple hair for her, but without any explanation: "Do you like it?"

Ji Yirou lowered her eyes and nodded after a while.

Wen Huaiyu raised his eyebrows lightly, and turned around: "I want all the dresses I tried on just now. And the row of boots, all wrapped up. And those bags..."

She was still talking, Ji Yirou pressed her hand, shook her head, and signaled her not to use it.

The clerk only packed a dozen or so pieces of clothes, and Wen Huaiyu patted her palm lightly, regretfully: "That's all for now."

After choosing the clothes in the morning, there will be a dedicated team of makeup artists and stylists waiting in the afternoon. Wen Huaiyu held the phone, and while answering Deng Ruo's call, looked back, and couldn't help but sigh: "It feels like I'm playing a dressing up game Same."

Deng Ruo: "! Don't tell me, you started playing Shining Nuan Nuan?! You laughed at me when I was playing!"

Wen Huaiyu couldn't help laughing out loud: "Don't worry. I'm not interested."

Just after hanging up the phone, she stood up, the team of stylists had already retreated, and Ji Yirou stood up slowly holding the hem of her skirt.

...It seems that it is too early to say, I don't like the 3D ones, but I am a little interested in the live-action version.

Wen Huaiyu chose a long white dress for her. The hem of the skirt was painted with exquisite patterns, and the light pink roses seemed to be in full bloom. She herself never liked pink, but she liked to see Ji Yirou's pink and tender look.

The girl seems to be standing in the depths of the petals, from makeup and hair to jewelry, everything is suitable for it, just like the cherry blossoms in late spring, pure and clean, blooming only for one person.

As if she had been gently knocked on the door of her heart, she walked over, her eyes filled with amazement that she hadn't noticed, and she stretched out her hand gracefully: "MyPrincess."

Ji Yirou handed her his hand, broke the words into pieces, and chewed them repeatedly until they reached the meeting place, and when Wen Huaiyu took her hand in and attracted everyone's attention, he finally suppressed his thoughts.

There was a faint smile on the corner of Wen Huaiyu's mouth, his snow-white chin was slightly raised, and there was just the right amount of arrogance and arrogance on his bright cheeks, without being too indifferent, and he nodded politely when meeting others.

With some wetness in his palms, Wen Huaiyu turned his head slightly and lowered his voice: "Don't be afraid."

On the way here, she had already told her: don't talk, don't be afraid; most of the time, just keep a polite smile; she is her partner, and you don't need to care about other people's eyes.

Naturally, someone noticed what they were saying, and also caught the extremely gentle look on Wen Huaiyu's face, so new side news was about to come out: after the young model and the popular actress, Miss Wen showed up with a new girlfriend.

Along the way, there are quite a lot of acquaintances. It took a while to see the host of this ball, the daughter of the Xia family, Xia Cen.

As the protagonist of tonight's banquet, she was wearing a backless black dress and an ermine shawl. She was obviously a good dress. She insisted on wearing two bracelets and three rings, like It's as if others don't know how rich the Xia family is, so it's a lot more rustic.

The Xia family is a rookie in business in recent years. It started in a very lucrative real estate company, which laid the Xia family's extremely rich financial foundation and even made it into the upper class.

This is also an important reason why Wen Ming and Xia Cen got engaged.

Wen Huaiyu brought Ji Yirou over, the corners of his lips pursed slightly: "Miss Xia, Second Brother."

Standing beside Xia Cen was none other than Wen Huaiyu's second brother, Wen Ming.

Wen Ming was wearing a tuxedo with a serious Windsor knot, much more serious than usual, but his eyes were full of flair, and he was looking for other women.

At the beginning of this year, Wen Ming and Xia Cen got engaged. As Xia Cen's fiancé, Wen Ming couldn't justify not coming tonight.

Wen Huaiyu came because he knew he would come.

When Wen Ming saw her, the corner of his mouth twitched: "Little sister, this is your - friend?"

Wen Huaiyu seemed unaware of the deliberately protracted tone, full of inexplicable playfulness: "Yes. Second brother, Miss Xia, I will take my friend there first."

Wen Ming glanced at Ji Yirou with meaningful eyes: "The Zhao family's... Forget it. You can go."

He only said half of a sentence, which was clearly deliberate.

Wen Huaiyu didn't show mercy, took a light breath, and pointed with his light white fingertips: "Second brother, did you get some juice here?"

Xia Cen also followed her fingers to look over, there was a faint red mark on Wen Ming's neckline, which was ambiguous and suspicious, she couldn't help it, her voice was a little trembling: "A Ming... did someone touch this place? "

Wen Ming was angry, and looked at her deeply.

After a quiet confrontation, Wen Huaiyu smiled lightly, took Ji Yirou's hand and walked away.

Ji Yirou was calm and smiling from the beginning to the end, even though all the small details fell into his eyes, there was still no disturbance at all.

Probably because her heart is too small, and she has always cared about so few things.

As long as the people around her keep holding her hand, it doesn't make any difference to her whether it's a storm, or the sun and light.

As long as this moment, a little longer will be fine.

Thinking of this, her little finger couldn't help moving, and gently hooked Wen Huaiyu's palm.

Wen Huaiyu thought she had something to do, took her to a secluded place, and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

There was a bright crystal chandelier hanging above her head, the sweet smell of salon perfume floated in the hall, the fragrance of temples and clothes not far away, and the collision of wine glasses, but at this moment, she just looked at her seriously, and asked with concern: "Is it right?" hungry."

Ji Yirou hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

Wen Huaiyu brought a small cake for her, and the feeling of guilt lingered in his heart. While talking, he folded a white rose casually and handed it to her: "There is a small balcony there, wait for me, I will soon come over."

At first, although he didn't intend to attend the dance of Xia's family, but since he came, there will be a lot of entertainment.

Wen Huaiyu walked a few steps to the side, just bumped into an acquaintance, she stopped, stood still, and then smiled: "Mr. Pei."

Pei Songxi turned around, saw her, and smiled slightly: "Miss Wen."

Wen Huaiyu reached out and clinked glasses with her: "Mr. Pei is so elegant, I didn't expect you to come to the dance too."

Pei Songxi smiled lightly, his eyebrows seemed to be surrounded by autumn clouds, light and quiet, and his voice was extremely cold: "Come and pick me up."

She really didn't dress like she was going to a ball, she wore a white shirt with a stand-up collar, and the round wooden buttons were neatly and neatly buttoned. The abstinence and deserted atmosphere was incompatible with the ambiguous and flamboyant atmosphere in the hall.

"Mr. Pei, have you met my elder brother recently? After a while, he will go abroad for an operation. Will you accompany him there?"

Wen Huaiyu suddenly asked a question, his tone was friendly and familiar, but his eyes seemed meaningful.

But Pei Songxi didn't seem to care, he just politely raised his glass to signal, and walked sideways: "Not yet decided. Goodbye."

Wen Huaiyu sneered, turned the wine glass in his hand, a little lost in spirit, and was about to leave.

However, after only a few steps forward, someone surrounded him.

The Wen family is not only a tycoon in the business world, but also has a lot of support in the political circle. As the younger generation who is most loved by Wen Yan, Wen Huaiyu has always been a top figure among the ladies in the circle. Not to mention, there have long been rumors that Miss Wen will surpass the two Elder brother, defaulted to be Wen's heir.

"Oh, Huai Yu, did you order this dress from Jeremy? Last time I saw it by chance, I thought only you could wear it."

"I think so too. You are so beautiful tonight, look at that bumpkin Xia Cen..."

"What you said is wrong! How can you compare Huaiyu with that kind of woman!"

She had a bad relationship with Wen Ming, and then had a bad relationship with Xia Cen. Everyone knew that when everyone praised her, they would pull Xia Cen and step on her.

The corners of Wen Huaiyu's lips were slightly pursed, and she gently shook the wine glass. The shining lights made her face even more radiant and inconspicuous, but she clearly didn't care. She smiled faintly, and coldly rejected the fashion week performances and birthday party invitations .

Those who were rejected also seemed to be able to see that Ms. Wen didn't like to play recently, probably because her mind was on Xinhuan.I heard that Miss Wen was merciless, and sent Mr. Zhao into the game because she liked this little girl and didn't want to marry the young master of the Zhao family.

Everyone wanted to say a few words to her, probably because there were too many people, and their steps overlapped, and accidents were always easy to happen.

Someone stepped on the hem of her skirt, whether it was intentional or not, Wen Huaiyu quickly noticed it, and before she had time to see who it was, she had already keenly felt that the zipper of the dress... seemed to be broken.

She frowned involuntarily, holding the wine glass in her right hand, while her left hand passed around quietly, holding down the small metal part.

Her family background and status did not allow her to make a fool of herself at this moment, so she raised her chin even higher, and swept her cold eyes forward, as if to see clearly who had the courage to do something to her Such small gestures.

The lights were as bright as day, and the music was as deep as water. There were still decent smiles on these delicate faces, and they toasted her with smiles and said beautiful words.

But, soon, someone came and stood behind her.

A bouquet of fresh and tender white roses passed through her waterfall-like hair, and the branches and leaves touched the delicate skin on her neck, just like this, it was stuck on her back, floating a faint fragrance.

Then, a pair of slender and well-proportioned hands stretched out, took her wine glass, drank it in one gulp, held it up high, and showed it to everyone, indicating that it was empty, and then took her away.

After walking all the way to the outside of the hall, in a quiet place, Ji Yirou suddenly withdrew her hand like a hot iron.

Wen Huaiyu put on his coat and laughed softly, "Weren't you calm just now?"

As she spoke, she took off the white rose with her backhand, and there was still a crystal drop of water rolling on the petals.

Ji Yirou bit her lips and said nothing, while Wen Huaiyu stared at her, the smile on her lips deepened.

Such a quiet person, took the rose she folded for her casually, put it on her back, stepped forward for her, and blocked the wine for her.

Those beautiful eyes suddenly became a little more dangerous, and the long and thick eyelashes fluttered. Under Ji Yirou's gaze, Wen Huaiyu handed the petals to his lips, and then, his lips were moist red He moved slightly.

Wen Huaiyu kissed the petals, gently touched Xia Jiyi's soft, white and tender earlobes, and then put this little white rose into her thick black hair at the side of her temples.

There was a stream of light in her eyes, all her breathing fell to Ji Yirou's ears, she exhaled lightly, and seeing her earlobes turn red, she said firmly, "You like me."

The little earlobe, which was as white as jade, was quickly smudged with a thin layer of powder because of these words, and then turned to crimson.

Wen Huaiyu smiled slightly: "When did it start?"

Ji Yirou didn't speak.

Wen Huaiyu didn't ask any further questions, and stepped forward: "You can like me."

Still such an indifferent tone, as if he didn't care much about anything.

It seems to be saying, you can like me, but this is just your own business.

Even if a sincere heart is held in front of her in a humble way, she still doesn't care.

The author has something to say: how bad a person is now, how miserable he will cry in bed in the future.

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