Wenxuan hesitated for a moment, then stood up and opened the door. Before opening the door, he took a deep breath. As soon as he opened the door and saw He Mengjie, he immediately smiled and had a bright smile.
He Mengjie was also smiling, brighter than him. This beautiful smile will instantly melt with just a glance.
Wenxuan's heart melted and turned into a pool of spring water, rippling and rippling. His previous worries were temporarily covered by this pool of spring water.
He Mengjie smiled and pouted, and said: "What? You don't want me to come in and sit down?"
Wenxuan smiled and said, "Didn't you agree to go out for a meal? Let's go eat French food?"
He Mengjie did not object.
The two left the hotel, walking one after another. Wenxuan was worried and did not dare to walk side by side with her, for fear that she would suddenly turn her head and say to him very seriously: "Let's break up?"
He Mengjie looked at Wenxuan's eggplant with frost, and felt funny. She stopped and turned to look at him and asked, "Is your arms better? Have you applied medicine today?"
Wenxuan was stunned, and then came back to his senses: "Oh... it's much better if nothing is wrong."
He Mengjie stretched out her hand towards him.
Wenxuan stared blankly, not knowing what she meant.
He Mengjie's lips curled slightly: "Let me see!"
As he said that, he reached out and grabbed it, Wenxuan frowned and said "hissed": "Student He Mengjie, can you be gentle?"
He Mengjie hurriedly put it down again, and said with a little distressed and guilty feeling: "I'm sorry, I'll see you, come on, let's see!" As he said that, he went to lick his cuffs.
Wenxuan broke free from her "claws" and snorted and said, "Forget it, wait and see it when you go to the restaurant. Even if you want to kill me, don't be on this big road!"
He Mengjie pursed her lips and smiled, her eyes filled with cunning.
The two went to a French restaurant and ordered a meal. When they were serving, He Mengjie started to compete with Wenxuan's arm again.
"Let me see your wound!" She reached out to reach his arm again.
Wenxuan quickly carried his arm behind him and said, "I'll see it twice, and my arm will be broken. You'll still not look at it!"
He Mengjie smiled: "As for it! I also care about you, okay?"
Wenxuan smiled slightly and looked at He Mengjie with a smile, but she didn't seem to break up with him.
A little hope ignited in his heart. Maybe, maybe... she changed her mind after chatting with him in the morning...
Thinking of this, he felt a little better and he was able to concentrate normally on the dishes he had just served.
Just as Wenxuan was feeling a little relaxed and picked up the knife and fork to prepare for dinner, He Mengjie suddenly said seriously: "Wenxuan, let's talk about our affairs."
Wenxuan's heart trembled, and the fork slid down from his hand with a "ding bell" and fell onto the plate, making a crisp sound.
Seeing his nervous look, He Mengjie felt funny, but still had a serious expression on her face.
"You have been in the United States for several days and the consumption is quite large. You can leave tomorrow. I will buy you a plane ticket and I will treat you." He Mengjie said slowly, staring at Wenxuan's face and not letting go
His expression was a little bit.
Wenxuan's heart aches, and he couldn't help but reach out and cover his chest, then slowly raised his eyes and looked at her eyes: "What do you mean?"