"I'm sorry, can I sit here? The waiter said you are the only one here." A sweet voice sounded above Wu Chi's head. Wu Chi looked up slightly and saw Zuo Lan's dreamy face looking at him with a smile.
Looking at him, the sunlight outside the window happened to shine on her slightly raised chin, with a faint snicker. At this moment, she was extremely beautiful.
Time seemed to have paused at this moment, and the noise around him suddenly stopped.
Everyone couldn't help but look at this extremely beautiful and moving scene, forgetting to speak.
There is a kind of beauty that actually knows no boundaries or gender.
Zuo Lan actually had the same idea as Wu Chi. If the boy who came here liked him, he could consider having a meal with him and colluding with him to deceive his mother. Zuo Lan believed that he would be able to do this with his own charm.
No problem at all.
But if the other party is a despicable, shameless and lewd man, Zuo Lan will leave immediately, and then give his private money to Lin Xiaojia to repay the debt. Thinking that Lin Xiaojia sold himself out to repay the money, Zuo Lan is still itching with hatred.
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Seeing that table 12 was still empty, Zuo Lan couldn't help but complain again. This man was so hateful that he actually asked her to wait for him! In Zuo Lan's memory, every time it was her birthday or Valentine's Day, he would
There would be countless nymphomaniac men waiting downstairs in her dormitory all night just to send her a bouquet of flowers or say happy birthday to her. Moreover, she had never taken the initiative to wait for a boy.
And today, she actually has to wait for a boy here.
This is unreasonable and intolerable.
Zuo Lan's little universe exploded again.
Seeing countless people around her looking at her, all of them looking eager to try, Zuo Lan was even more angry. She looked around table 12 and saw Wu Chi sitting alone at table 13.
Looking out the window, I couldn't help but feel something in my heart. There were so many people in the hall, including an old man in his seventies or eighties not far away who were looking at her intently. Only this man in a plaid shirt seemed not to notice.
She usually kept looking out the window. While Zuo Lan was curious, she couldn't help but feel a little bit proud.
After thinking about it, Zuo Lan suddenly had an idea. He also went to table 12, but walked straight to Wu Chi, and the scene just now happened.
"Whatever!" Wu Chi said lightly, as if he was not aware of Zuo Lan's incomparable beauty.
Zuo Lan smiled awkwardly and said "Thank you!", then put down her cute little bag and sat down opposite him.
Zuo Lan has never looked at a man carefully before, and Wu Chi is the first one in front of him. There is a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes are clear and deep, as if he does not take everything in the world seriously. Zuo Lan may
She would not admit it, but she still fell in love with Wu Chi's smile.
However, Zuo Lan's anger obviously overshadowed his vague affection for Wu Chi.
This guy actually ignored me? Am I not beautiful or cute enough? Zuo Lan cursed fiercely in his heart, but smiled on his face: "Are you waiting for someone here?"
But Zuo Lan immediately regretted it after asking, because if he was waiting for someone, would he allow himself to sit with him? He didn't even bother to look at himself.
But Wu Chi turned around and looked at Zuo Lan seriously: "Yes!"
"..." Zuo Lan suddenly became speechless.
"I’m waiting for you!"
"Wait for me?" Zuo Lan sneered. If it weren't for Wu Chi's clear eyes, Zuo Lan would even suspect that Wu Chi opposite her was a psychopath.
"At this moment, I am just waiting for your arrival." Wu Chi smiled heartily, the sun was shining brightly and warmly, and Zuo Lan was in a daze for a moment, as if the man in front of her was the destined bondage of her life.
Fortunately, Zuo Lan had excellent concentration, and for a moment he was in a trance as misty as a cloud.
"Who are you?" Zuo Lan stared at Wu Chi's eyes, hoping to find even a hint of unnaturalness or panic in his eyes.
"and who are you?"
"I'm Zuo...why do I have to tell you who I am?" Zuo Lan's subconscious answer came to his mind in an instant, and he asked hurriedly and coldly.
Hearing Zuo Lan's words, Wu Chi's smile deepened, "Actually, it doesn't matter who is with whom. For example, I know you will come here and wait for someone. What does it matter?"
"What? Do you know I'm here to wait for someone?" Hearing this, Zuo Lan immediately covered his mouth and exclaimed.
"Of course, I also know that this is not what you want." Wu Chi laughed wildly in his heart, but said seriously on his face.
"How do you know?" Zuo Lan asked in surprise.
"Because..." Wu Chi looked out the window, then turned around and smiled pretending to be profound, "Because I am a legendary fortune teller!"