When she encountered a word that she couldn't type, Shen Xue turned around.
"How do you type that word..." Shen Xue was startled when she saw Situ Xing sitting next to her at some point. She choked in her mouth mid-sentence, "You...what's wrong with you?"
"What's wrong?" Situ Xing swayed his wine glass.
"You are so mysterious, please sit next to me and tell me. Even if I don't have a heart attack, you will give me a heart attack."
"What word?" Situ Xing asked.
"Bump." Shen Xueyao said.
"Which bump?" Situ Xing asked.
"It's the bump, the concave, the convex..." Seeing that Situ Xing still looked confused, she immediately puffed up her chest, "It's the bump that describes the uneven figure. Just these two words, every time
I can’t even type with five strokes..."
Situ Xing moved his eyes to her chest, "It's not very convex, right?"
"Situ Xing!" Shen Xue hurriedly retracted her breasts, "Are you looking for Mie?"
Situ Xing smiled, put down the cup in his hand, then stood behind her, half-circling her body.
"Come on, brother, I'll teach you."
"What I said was Wubi!" Shen Xue didn't believe that he could type in Wubi.
Situ Xing raised his hand and grabbed her right hand, pinched her index finger with two fingers, and then pressed the four keys M, M, H, and G on the keyboard. The word "convex" immediately appeared on the screen.
Come.
Shen Xue looked surprised, "Okay, can you do this?"
Situ Xing did not leave, but still maintained his previous attitude, "I dare not say anything else. I am not as good at these things on the computer as I am."
"Bragging, are you willing to type these two words alone?"
Pinching her fingers, Situ Xing clicked on the keyboard a few times, and the words "concave and convex" popped up one by one.
Situ Xing was about to rub the tip of his nose, which was itchy from her long hair, on her sweater, and turned his face to hers, "How are you doing?"
His breath smelled like champagne, with a touch of sweetness and wine aroma.
With a slightly proud face, he was less than ten centimeters away from her, close enough to see his eyelashes clearly.
That guy's eyelashes were black and long, and slightly upward, looking even prettier than her eyelashes.
"Situ Xing, are you of mixed race? Your eyelashes are so long."
"My grandmother is Russian, and I am one-quarter Eastern European."
"No wonder, your facial features look a bit mixed."
"Isn't he handsome and charming?"
Situ Xing asked with a smile, blinking his eyes cooperatively and slapping his long eyelashes at her.
Shen Xue shook off his palm.
"I didn't see him being handsome or charming, but I only saw a few dimples in his eyes."
Situ Xing laughed, sat down on the chair next to her again, and picked up his cup, "You are so cute. I find that you are getting cuter and cuter. You are so cute that I almost fall in love with you."
"Don't..." Shen Xue continued typing on the keyboard, "You should go ahead and harm other women."
"Isn't 'disaster' a bit too exaggerated?" Situ Xing asked.
Shen Xue turned around and said, "Let me tell you, eyes like yours are called peach blossom eyes. People with such eyes are naturally attracted to peach blossoms and are romantic by nature. Looking for a man like you is nothing but a disaster."
"Is there such a thing? Are you talking nonsense?!"
"You still don't believe it? Wait!"
Shen Xue stood up, took her bag from the sofa, took out her makeup mirror, and stretched out her arms from behind him.
