Spoil Him, Heal Him

Ahem...

Tong Yi coughed twice in surprise at Lu Zhanbei's words, but soon pretended to be quiet and said: "Who is looking at you, I am looking at the lipstick mark on your face."

Lu Zhanbei did not speak, but looked at Tong Yi for a moment.

The feeling for Tong Yi is: I will quietly watch you make up if I don't speak.

In order to increase credibility, Tong Yi began to boast, "I think my lip prints are pretty, so I took a few more glances, can't it?"

Lu Zhanbei nodded and said, "Since it looks good, keep it."

"Huh?" Tong Yi was stunned for a moment before he realized that Lu Zhanbei said that he kept the lipstick mark on his face without erasing it. "Not so good, right?"

"What's not good?"

Tong Yi wanted to find out the traces of Lu Zhanbei's joking, but his expression was serious and messed up, "Others will laugh at you when they see it."

"My girlfriend, what's the joke? I didn't steal anyone."

Tong Yi, "..." There was nothing wrong with this, she was speechless.

After a moment of silence, Tong Yi, "Should you wipe it?"

She didn't want to be pointed out for a while.

Lu Zhanbei, "It looks good, don't rub it."

Tong Yi, "..." You can't live by committing sins.

The dishes were put on the table one after another. Tong Yi took a wet tissue to wipe off the lipstick from his mouth. He was about to eat, and it was more hygienic to wipe off the lipstick.

Turning his head to look at the man next to him, he leaned back lazily on the back of the chair, with his long legs folded randomly, his body slightly turned to her side, he lit a cigarette between his fingers, and looked at her without evasiveness.

But not looking directly, but looking down slightly, boring, idle, and passing the time.

From time to time, he smokes a cigarette.

Very arbitrary.

Tong Yi was totally uncomfortable when he saw him, and Tong Yi could feel Lu Zhanbei's eyes keep falling on her lips.

She frowned slightly and asked Lu Zhanbei, "I didn't wipe off my lipstick?"

Lu Zhanbei retracted his gaze, and reached out to the ashtray on the table with his hand holding the cigarette, his slender index finger bent and knocked the cigarette, the silver ash fell into the ashtray, and when he handed the cigarette to his thin lips, he looked at Tong Yi Said: "Wipe clean."

"Oh." After a few seconds, Tong Yi noticed that Lu Zhanbei was still looking at her, turned his head and asked, "Why keep looking at me?"

Lu Zhanbei took the cigarette from the corner of his mouth, and spit out blue and white smoke at Tong Yi.

There was some distance between the two, and the smoke could not spray her face, but Tong Yi felt that Lu Zhanbei's action was suspicious of her.

"Watching girlfriend break the law?"

Tong Yi was questioned by Lu Zhanbei's understatement. After a while, Tong Yi smiled and said, "You don't break the law, just watch it."

Then he turned his head to look at the neon night outside the French windows, and missed Lu Zhanbei's slowly spreading thin smile.

While eating, Tong Yi found that the lovers at other tables either feed each other, whisper to each other, or even embrace and kiss each other.

The whole restaurant has a strong atmosphere and the sweetness of love seems to be floating in the air.

Tong Yi also wanted to tease Lu Zhanbei and feed him something, but whenever he wanted to act, he was persuaded by the lipstick on the corner of his mouth.

Does this man really plan to wear this lipstick?

After eating, Tong Yi paid special attention to Lu Zhanbei's mouth, thinking that he would wipe off the lipstick mark along with him, but he didn't. Seeing that the man was about to get up and leave, Tong Yi took his hand and said, "The lipstick mark will be wiped off again. Let's go?"

Fearing that he would come again with the phrase ‘Is it good to rub’, Tong Yi didn’t give Lu Zhanbei a chance to speak, and without even thinking about it, he said: "You think it looks good, and I will print it for you later."

After speaking, I realized what he had said and wanted to say something to remedy it. Lu Zhanbei's word "good" has already fallen.

Tong Yi had to swallow the words that came to her mouth again, and talk about the future later, first wipe off the lipstick mark on his face, and then took a wet tissue and handed it to him.

Lu Zhanbei did not answer, "You printed it, you wipe it."