And he was ten years older than her. Whenever he was in front of her, he always felt awkward and felt old. So after getting off the plane this time, he asked Ah Zhong to pick her up at Hanzhai, while he went to the mall and scanned the
I bought a bunch of casual clothes, then returned to the villa, took a shower, and tidied up.
He was so happy that he came to the restaurant to see her. But he didn't expect that this time the little girl transformed into a graceful lady, which surprised him. Although the two of them were completely inconsistent in their clothes, he saw her coming to see her.
He obviously put a lot of thought into dressing up, and he still felt very happy.
She was in a happy mood, and her eyebrows were raised. He pulled out the chair for her like a gentleman, leaned over slightly, and praised her sincerely in her ear, "very beautiful!"
She sat down and her face turned redder. "Thank you!"
The waiter served the meal quickly.
Bright roses, slightly sloshing red wine, melodious music, delicious seafood, shining silver knives and forks, as white as jade dishes, a slightly rotating restaurant. There are also lazy and charming men, charming
Pretty girl
The wife, and the waiter playing the violin beside him, all of this is like a painting, so beautiful that it makes people intoxicated. Xiaotong is immersed in the scene, as if he is in a dream, and he is in a trance for a while, and he doesn't even know what is going on.
He Xi’s feeling.
The two of them ate quietly, and no one spoke first to break the warm and wonderful atmosphere.
No one noticed that in a corner of the restaurant, a waiter took a picture of this scene with a miniature camera under the tray. Soon, the photo was sent.
Korean house.
Han Shaoqi looked at the photos sent on his phone and smiled coldly.
He closed his eyes and lay in the slightly swaying rocking chair on the balcony of the study, as if he was about to fall asleep.
I don’t know how long it took, until nightfall, Xiaotong finally returned to Han’s house.
"Mrs., are you back?" the servant's voice came from downstairs.
"Yeah." The woman's slightly drunken voice was soft and as sticky as glutinous rice.
Han Shaoqi opened his eyes.
There was wind at night, blowing the leaves of the ginkgo tree in the courtyard, making a rustling sound, as fine as the whispers between lovers. I wonder if she was as shy and lovely as a lover when she was under the gentle and focused gaze of that man?
The smiling men and women in the photos have never been more dazzling.
Huangfu Lin, do you want her? I am not as good as you want!
Han Shaoqi sneered and slammed the phone against the wall with a bang.
In an instant, debris flew everywhere...
In the room, Xiao Tong was sitting in front of the dressing table taking off her makeup. In the mirror was a beautiful and delicate face, with twitching eyes, bright red lips, a shy look on her face, and she was still trying to speak.
She combed her hair slowly, her thoughts still immersed in the candlelight dinner.
Huangfu Lin was really gentle tonight. Although the two of them did not speak too much, the atmosphere throughout the night was unprecedentedly harmonious. At this moment, he was completely unlike the cold-blooded Yama who killed people without blinking an eye.
, and like the most affectionate man in the world, he behaves politely, advances and retreats in a measured manner, has a gentlemanly demeanor, and behaves like an elegant prince, and she is the lucky Cinderella riding in the pumpkin carriage.
Until the end of the dinner, he never said why he came back. It was as if he came all the way just to have a meal with her. She knew that he was so busy and full of things to do, it was impossible for him to make a special trip just to have a meal with her.
After sitting on a plane for several hours, he must have other things to do when he returned to City A this time, but if he didn't tell her, she didn't ask.