It was normal for Xiaowen to be targeted by a thief. She was too ladylike. She was unprepared and suddenly became confused. But Yang Chen was overjoyed. She was so sleepy that someone gave her a pillow!
Xiaowen was frightened and had no time to react. She saw an uninhibited and cool man in a black trench coat. He rushed over and kicked the young man who had successfully grabbed the bag and tried to run away. Perhaps the young man's companion did not want to fail, so he left her behind with a grim look on his face.
The ferocious man actually showed his dagger, gesticulating wildly at the cool man in black, and bending down to pick up the bag. The cool man in black was not afraid to bully him, and he jumped up and kicked the dagger away from the thief's hand. The hem of his windbreaker was blown by the cold autumn wind.
Floating in the air, domineering, cold.
The thief who had the dagger kicked away was stunned for a moment. The hand holding the diamond necklace was caught again. Immediately, there was a sharp pain in his wrist bone. He involuntarily let go of the necklace. Then he was thrown over his shoulder and fell three to four meters.
He was so full of meat and vegetables that his body almost fell apart.
The Matrix.
Keanu Reeves.
Almost everyone who witnessed this scene couldn't help but think of this.
Xiaowen took the opportunity and hurriedly avoided the scene of the fight. Because she was wearing high heels with thin and pointed heels, she sprained her foot and fell backward. When she screamed in shock, she felt a pair of strong arms wrap around her waist.
Until this moment, passers-by stopped to watch. The two thieves stumbled away. The brave man bent down and hugged the beautiful woman who was almost robbed. It was the same as a classic move in tango dance.
Xiaowen stared blankly at the handsome and masculine face close at hand. She obviously felt that her breathing was getting heavier, her heartbeat was speeding up, and she was blushing.
Dark Horse Prince.
A movie starring Andy Lau came to her mind.
The image of the dark horse prince has always been fixed in her mind these years.
Just like other women, she also has the illusion of a perfect man deep inside her heart. This illusion was relatively vague before, but became clear the moment she faced the face in front of her.
He is the man she imagined.
She wasn't a nymphomaniac, otherwise she wouldn't have been able to be the lover of a man in his late sixties for four years.
It was just the vague outline of countless fantasies that suddenly appeared clearly in front of her eyes, stirring up the emotions she had suppressed for many years, making her nervous, excited, and at a loss as to what to do.
"Are you okay?" Yang Chen's tone was deep, his voice was magnetic, and his appearance and temperament were perfect.
This made Xiaowen feel like a deer in her heart. She shook her head shyly and said it was okay. The moment she left Yang Chen's arms, Xiaowen felt a little lost and reluctant to let go. She was afraid that she would just pass him by.
Yang Chen picked up Xiaowen's bag and necklace and handed them to Xiaowen.
Xiaowen blushed and caught it. Yang Chen looked at Xiaowen's right shoe without a heel and asked with great concern: "With your shoes like this, can you still walk?"
"I...I..." Xiaowen hesitated.
"Seeing that you are so unlucky today, I will do my best to help you buy a pair of shoes first." After Yang Chen said with a smile, he directly picked up Xiaowen and turned around to walk towards the Pearl International Plaza Shopping Center.
"Well...."
The sudden situation made Xiaowen at a loss.
Being carried by a man towards the mall in broad daylight was too eye-catching and embarrassing. He hurriedly said: "Put me down quickly. I can walk by myself. There are so many people watching."
Yang Chen turned a deaf ear and was not afraid of making things worse.
If a beautiful woman doesn't struggle or resist in your arms, but just murmurs that she's afraid of being seen by others, would you let her go? Just like a girl who has finished dinner with you and happily watches a movie with you.
If you struggle, you just let go?
No one who is not stupid will.
What's more, Yang Chen is good at guessing people's hearts.
He strode into the Pearl Shopping Center, ignoring all kinds of looks, and calmly asked Xiaowen which counter to go to. Xiaowen, who was in a panic, said to go to the Belle counter first.
There were a lot of people in the shopping mall on weekends, but Yang Chen didn't care. He carried Xiaowen to buy shoes. Xiaowen's face was red, and her heart was filled with embarrassment.
The two arrived at the Belle counter. Yang Chen put down Xiaowen, asked for her mobile phone, dialed his own number, and then saved the number in the phone book. He said with a carefree smile: "I'm sorry, I was a little presumptuous just now. Don't treat me as a hooligan. Telephone
I’ll leave it to you. If you need to be a hero to save a beauty from now on, come to me.”
"No, I didn't take it seriously...Thank you..." Xiaowen quickly thanked her. Yang Chen smiled at her, took two steps back, waved his hand, and turned around to leave without a trace of nostalgia. He was free and uninhibited.
When we meet for the first time, it’s better to stop there than to go too far.
The treacherous Yang Chen simply used his years of experience in picking up girls to the extreme.
He is handsome, masculine, tough, has Jet Li's skills, looks like Takeshi Kaneshiro, and is filled with the masculinity of Sun Honglei. He is perfect!
Xiaowen stared at the retreating figure, her heart pounding.
The female shopping guide at the Belle counter called her politely three times before she realized what she was doing. She randomly picked a pair of shoes and often wore the Choo brand. To her, Belle was just like selling goods on the street. There was no need to choose carefully. Anyway, it was just a pair of shoes.
Just put it on and it looks like it will work.
Xiaowen changed her shoes, walked out of the Pearl Shopping Center, crossed the road from the overpass, and met her friends at the entrance of the Welia Mall. While shopping, she recounted what she had just experienced, and at the same time, she praised Yang Chen, who was tall, mighty, and handsome, for his bravery in righteousness.
Some of her friends thought she was a nymphomaniac and started making fun of her.
They didn't know she was someone else's lover.
I always thought she was a rich girl with no worries about food and clothing.
anthomaniac.
It is sad that a woman has never been obsessed with a man in her life. Xiaowen laughed brightly and joked with her friends, but her heart was filled with a hint of sadness. She didn't know if she would ever have the chance to be truly obsessed with a man in her life.
She went shopping with her friends for a whole afternoon, absent-mindedly, and continued to go to Golden Leopard for a buffet in the evening. Going to such a bourgeois place always made her feel happy, and she could enjoy the coveted looks from the men around her behind their backs. It was very
Comfortable.
Tonight, there was only one person in her mind, so after dinner she stopped hanging out with her friends and drove straight home. She took off her makeup, washed herself, took a shower, put on a facial mask, fiddled with her phone, and looked at the string of numbers left by Yang Chen.
, struggling and hesitating inside.
In order not to expose Lao Liu's identity, she did not hire a nanny, but only hired part-time workers. At this time, the aunt who worked part-time had already got off work for a long time, and the 270-square-meter duplex mansion was deserted. The emptiness and loneliness invaded her, making her feel restless. She felt a little restless before.
Fleeting, staring at a series of numbers on the phone screen at this moment is hard to suppress.
She hesitated for a long time, and finally clicked on the number with her slender fingers. She was too embarrassed to call directly, so she sent a text message first: Thank you very much for what happened during the day. What are you going to do now?
I just sent the message, my phone buzzed and trembled, and there was a reply: I miss you.
She stared at the content of the message, becoming more and more flustered. She didn't know what to say next. She was nervous and excited for a long time, so she changed the subject and asked: Don't you have a girlfriend?
The second text message was sent, but there was no word from the other end.
