In a high-end hotel on the top floor of a large shopping mall in District 8, Lao Mao and Zheng Ya sat opposite each other on both sides of the dining table and were talking.

"Haha, what major do you study?" Lao Mao asked in a chat: "Is it also related to the army?"

"No, I am a psychology student." Zheng Yaluo replied generously.

The old cat blinked his eyes and said slightly vulgarly: "That's hard, which man is naked in front of you!"

"Haha." Zheng Ya smiled and did not respond.

While the two were talking, the service staff pushed the cart and came to the dining table and said, "Sir, ma'am, please let me know, we'll serve the food."

"Okay." The old cat nodded.

The service staff nodded politely to the two and placed the exquisite Chinese food and drinks on the table.

"Drink some?" the old cat picked up the bottle and asked Zheng Ya.

"Okay." Zheng Ya nodded.

The old cat opened the liquor, poured a small cup for Zheng Ya and said, "Come on, thank the beauty for giving her face, let's drink less."

"Thank you for the hospitality." Zheng Ya raised her glass politely.

...

On a street in District 8, a car was driving rapidly.

"Di Lingling!"

A phone ringing sounded in the car, and a man reached out and answered: "Hey?"

"They are together and are having a meal."

"They're the two?" the man asked.

"No, there are two guards, a total of four." The person on the phone said quickly.

The man looked out the window, pondered for a while and said, "Well, I understand, you can continue."

"Okay." The other party hung up his phone.

...

In the high-end restaurant, Lao Mao was not afraid of the scene and talked with Zheng Ya at all. The latter smiled and talked very little, but he seemed to be very serious about it.

"Actually, I hate blind dates very much." Lao Mao said softly while eating the dishes.

"Why? Isn't blind dates a very time-saving for your identity? Can you effectively identify the other party's family background, education background, or whether it is a good match?!" Zheng Ya asked while drinking a drink.

"No." Lao Mao waved his hand and said deliberately pretentiously like a professor: "I have always believed that both sex and marriage should be very free, and blind dates are too purposeful. Just like you said, you have to consider the other person's family, education, background, and even want to live after marriage. This is too unintentional and not in line with human nature... I don't like it."

"It makes sense." Zheng Ya smiled and pushed her glasses, nodding with a strong literary atmosphere.

When the old cat saw the other party eating this trick, he immediately continued: "If this person is very purposeful when it comes to something from the beginning, then the feedback he will get is disappointment. It is a fairy tale to go smoothly, and sailing against the current is life."

Zheng Ya's eyes lit up: "Then what is your ideal marriage like?"

"I never considered marriage during my relationship."

"Have you considered it?" Zheng Ya said with a smile: "Then do you want to be an old scumbag?"

"No, I take every relationship I have very seriously and devote myself to." Lao Mao talked: "What I pursue is the beauty of being together. As for getting married or not, it should be a natural thing, rather than thinking about it on purpose and not trying to go in which direction I go."

Zheng Ya nodded thoughtfully.

"The human soul should be free, but if you live in this world, you will be forced to make some concessions and compromises, either in family or career." After the old cat was brainwashed, he began to sublimate: "So, we should stick to love and demand beauty, otherwise what is the meaning of living?"

"It's right." Zheng Ya raised her wine glass: "I didn't expect that the contrast between your appearance and your inner self is so big."

"Haha, I'm just talking nonsense. I'm actually quite inferior. I'm chatting with a girl who is better than me and beautiful. I'm especially afraid of the cold and embarrassing, so I always like to make things happen." The old cat raised his glass: "Don't mind."

"No, it's pretty good."

"Yes, this moment is pretty beautiful." The old cat blinked at Zheng Ya's sexy left eye.

"...Haha, cheers." Zheng Ya and Lao Mao clashed with each other and took a sip.

...

The most awesome thing about Lao Mao is that he can say some originally awkward words and very chicken soup words very natural, and his face does not blush and his heart does not beat.

After the two of them had dinner, Lao Mao took Zheng Ya to the cinema smoothly. They took advantage of the alcohol to prepare to watch a love movie.

Before the opening, Laomao received a call from Qin Yu: "Hey?"

"What did you do?"

"Zheng Ya and I are together." The old cat replied lightly.

"Ah?" Qin Yu was stunned for a moment: "Are you two going out?"

"Well, I've had a meal and prepared to watch a movie together."

"Fuck, you can, how did you make an appointment?"

"I will teach you what can you learn?" Lao Mao said with a lip, "Okay, stop talking, I'm watching a movie."

"...You are more concise." Qin Yu instructed like an old father.

"Fuck, I'm in my thirties, so you still need to teach me?" Lao Mao said impatiently: "I don't have to leave a door for me tonight, I'll basically take it."

"...Don't talk nonsense, I've said it all, you treat Zheng Ya..."

"Oh, I know in my heart that we are all people who pursue soul freedom. If you tell you, you don't understand." The old cat hung up the phone directly.

Qin Yu looked at the screen of his phone and cursed in confusion: "Are these women blind? Why do they like this person?"

"Who do you like?" Lin Nianlei asked casually.

"Zheng Ya and Laomao are on a date." Qin Yu turned his head and replied, "Is it strange?"

"What's strange about this?" Lin Nianlei said disapprovingly: "...The old cat's scum is attractive."

"What about me?" Qin Yu asked.

"You? You don't even know how to lose your scum." Lin Nianlei waved his hand: "Go, hurry up and take a shower."

...

In the cinema.

The old cat took off his coat and naturally put it on Zheng Ya's legs: "This room is a little cold, please cover it."

"Haha, OK." Zheng Ya did not refuse.

The old cat bent down and sat next to him, gently shaking his neck: "Oh, I'm so tired after drinking for a day during the day."

After saying that, the old cat tentatively tilted his head to Zheng Ya's side. After waiting for a few minutes, he saw that the other party did not dodge, so he gently leaned his head over.

In the darkness, Zheng Ya turned her head and glanced at the old cat, smiled, but did not refuse.

While watching the movie, the old cat felt invincible.

So what about literary women?

It wasn't taken down in the end.

...
Chapter completed!