After Rebirth, I Am the White Moonlight of All The Big Brothers

Chapter 662: You are a liar, Candlelight Night (12 more)

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Jiang Fuyue took the hair dryer, weighed it in her hand, raised her chin slightly, and motioned for Xie Dingyuan.

The man didn't understand, and asked stupidly, "What?"

"Sit down, otherwise how can I reach it?"

"… oh."

Xie Dingyuan sat on the stool with his hands and feet stiff.

In the next second, there was a booming sound, hot air was blown out, sprayed on the hair, and then a cool and soft touch was attached to the scalp.

The man was shocked.

That is…

The girl's hands were gently flicking her hair, and her fingertips inevitably came into contact with her scalp.

"What’s wrong with you?"

"No, nothing..."

"The temperature of the blower is too high?"

"no."

"Then why are you sweating all the time?"

Xie Dingyuan: "..."

Dry.

"Blow-dry your hair a little lighter, roughly in one direction... Do you understand?"

The man nodded numbly.

"Okay, then you can do it yourself." Jiang Fuyue handed back the hair dryer.

"Aren't you going to help me?" Confusion came into his eyes.

"Didn't you understand?"

"... oh." That damn mouth!

After drying his hair, Xie Dingyuan put away the blower.

The suite has a separate external balcony. Jiang Fuyue is sitting on a lounge chair at the moment, blowing the night breeze comfortably.

On hand are two desserts, a durian box and an Oreo box.

Xie Dingyuan walked over and sat down opposite her.

With long hands and long legs, there is nowhere to put them, and it looks a bit cramped and cramped in a chair with limited space.

"Eat sweets?" Jiang Fuyue asked.

The man paused, then nodded: "Yes."

"Where's the durian?"

"Eat too."

"Here," Jiang Fuyue pointed to the two desserts on the table, "Choose one, you go first."

Xie Dingyuan pondered for two seconds, his eyes were extremely sincere: "If you like it, I will give it to you."

"Pfft—" Jiang Fuyue couldn't help laughing.

The man was at a loss.

Is it that funny

"Xie Dingyuan, you are a liar." She said suddenly.

The man was even more confused.

fraud

this…

"You obviously don't like sweets, but you still say you can do it, and you are wronged by saying that you are a liar?"

The man's expression was slightly embarrassed, and the roots of his ears were flushed again, burning all the way to his cheeks.

"I'm not lying to you, I'm just..."

"Just what?"

"Just to taste what you like, maybe I will like it too?"

Jiang Fuyue was dumbfounded for a moment.

In a blink of an eye, he saw that the man had already opened the package, measured it, and finally cut out the two desserts from the middle...

It is still a typical style of obsessive-compulsive disorder, divided into two, almost equal in size.

Once put in the box, it is neat and tidy, as if it was originally made with a double taste.

"Durian and Oreo, we each have half, this is yours, this is mine."

Jiang Fuyue hooked her lips: "Okay."

"How about it?"

Xie Dingyuan: "Durians are more delicious, and the crushed Oreos are already soft."

Jiang Fuyue nodded: "I think so too."

The corner of the man's mouth rose.

It was nearly twelve o'clock in the morning, and the clothes sent to be dried were neatly folded and sent back.

The staff once again apologized.

Originally here, Xie Dingyuan should change his clothes and leave.

Unfortunately, unfortunately, it started to rain outside.

"Do you have an umbrella?"

Staff: "Yes, just wait a moment, I will bring it to you."

"good."

After waiting for about fifteen minutes, the umbrella was not delivered, and the power to the room was cut off.

"what happened?"

Jiang Fuyue: "I'll call the front desk and ask."

Before the call was dialed, the landline in the room rang first.

"Hello, I'm sorry that the power supply system of the hotel was faulty due to the heavy rain. We have arranged workers to make emergency repairs. Please stay in the room and stay safe. During this period, to ensure the safety of customers, we will close the front and rear doors of the hotel and temporarily prohibit entry and exit. Sorry for the inconvenience caused to you."

Now, Xie Dingyuan couldn't leave at all.

In the darkness, the two looked at each other, Jiang Fuyue: "Stay a little longer?"

"Cough... If you don't mind, I'm fine." While speaking, his Adam's apple rolled wildly.

The room was dark, and the balcony was raining. Fortunately, the master bedroom has a large bay window with cushions on it, and a small table in the middle.

Surprisingly, there is also a scented candle holder.

Jiang Fuyue checked and found that the candle wax was full and exuded a scent of magnolia flowers.

Xie Dingyuan reminded her: "There is no lighter."

Jiang Fuyue rummaged around and found a match in the drawer of the lower table.

crack—

The match strikes.

The orange light shone on the faces of the two, interspersed with light and dark.

Jiang Fuyue lit the candlestick and extinguished the match.

In an instant, the small world of the two was illuminated.

"Xie Dingyuan."

"Um?"

"What is your ideal?"

The man paused without thinking for too long: "... build the motherland. What about you?"

"..."

"Why don't you talk?"

The girl's eyes flickered slightly. Under the faint yellow candlelight, her eyes were full of passion and full of aura.

"… same as you."

But her goal is more specific. What is to be built is the poorest, most remote, and most discriminated land in the motherland.

Now Xie Dingyuan was stunned, he opened his mouth, and it took a long time to spit out a word: "You..."

"Why? Don't you believe it?" The girl pursed her lips. She didn't know whether it was because the candlelight was too gentle or for some other reason. At that moment, Xie Dingyuan actually saw softness and warmth in her eyes, as well as a trace of scorching heat.

"No... I just think, you are still young, you shouldn't..."

What do girls of this age yearn for

Food, scenery, clothing, beauty...

Friendship, love, family affection...

A good university, a good job, a bright future...

In short, it is mostly about oneself, and rarely for others, let alone rising to the level of the country and the level of the people.

At that moment, Xie Dingyuan's heart beat faster.

They have too much in common, too many similarities, which means having a common value orientation and way of thinking.

It turns out that every liking is not without reason.

Every heartbeat is not accidental.

Xie Dingyuan liked Jiang Fuyue, never because of her appearance, but because of her stubborn and proud soul, and her clear personality of love and hate.

"What do you mean I'm young? Are you very old?"

The man lowered his eyes, "... I am nearly ten years older than you."

Jiang Fuyue said heartily, including my previous life, I am more than ten years older than you.

The rain didn't stop outside the window, and the electricity in the room didn't come on.

When the candles burned out, the room fell into darkness again.

Jiang Fuyue yawned, came down from the bay window, turned on the light on her mobile phone and walked to the bedside: "Wait no more. If you don't mind, you can go to the next room to rest. I'll lie down first."

"...Okay." Xie Dingyuan left the room.

Before closing the door, he was facing the direction of the bed, what he saw was darkness, but his voice was soft and gentle.

He said, "Good night, Yueyue."

Five seconds of silence in the dark, and then—

"Xie Dingyuan, good night."

The man laughed.

That night, although Jiang Fuyue didn't lock the door, she slept extremely peacefully.

When I woke up the next day, the sky was bright, the rain had stopped, and the cold wind was blowing on my face, mixed with a biting cold fragrance.

Take a sip, and the whole nostrils are filled with the smell of "frozen people".

Suddenly remembered Xie Dingyuan, and didn't know whether he stayed or left last night.

Jiang Fuyue turned her feet, ready to go to the second bedroom next door to have a look.

He knocked on the door first, and after two seconds, there was no response.

She turned the doorknob directly, the bed surface was neat and wrinkle-free, it didn't look like someone had slept on it, probably after the call last night, the hotel was unsealed and left.

She didn't think much about it, and started to change clothes, wash up, and then pack her luggage.

Just then, the doorbell rang.

"who?"

"Room Service."

Jiang Fuyue frowned, and told the other party: "I don't need it for now, thank you."

"Someone ordered a breakfast for you."

She opened the door just now, but she didn't see the breakfast, but was stunned by a bouquet of flowers that was handed over suddenly.

"you-"

"Surprise!" Han Heng wore a mask and a peaked cap, holding a bouquet of pink roses in his arms, smiling brightly.

Jiang Fuyue: "..."

"Xiao Yueyue, are you surprised or not?"

"You run to the hotel in broad daylight, aren't you afraid of being followed by paparazzi?"

After finishing speaking, he let go of the doorknob and walked straight into the house.

Han Heng walked in with a smile and closed the door. Before that, he poked his head out cautiously to look around the corridor.

"Don't worry, your uncle is careful! I'm not bragging, ordinary paparazzi really can't photograph me. I want them to photograph everything that can be photographed."

Jiang Fuyue poured him a glass of water, "Sit down. Why are you here?"

"Oh, there is something wrong with the company, and the eldest brother rushed to deal with it. He couldn't leave for a while, and the second child wanted to keep an eye on the market, so I volunteered to pick you up! See how I bought you flowers, how about it, hi dislike?"

He handed it forward, and took off his sunglasses, his eyes sparkled, showing a bit of anticipation.

Jiang Fuyue took it over and smiled: "Thank you uncle, it's very beautiful."

There was a big smile in the man's eyes, and the light suddenly gathered: "Just like it, your mother also liked pink roses before."

At this moment, there was a soft sound from the second bedroom.

Jiang Fuyue paused slightly.

Han Heng: "What is it?"

"I gonna go see… "

Jiang Fuyue pushed open the door of the second bedroom, and the next second, her eyes widened, "Didn't you leave?!"

-----Off Topic-----

Two watches, three thousand words.

The third watch will be placed in the daytime tomorrow~

Next time we will play some exciting games, hehe~

By the way, a prize quiz!

Question: Will my uncle bump into Xie 99

A. Yes; B. No

Answer in the comment area, and there will be prizes for correct answers~