In the end, the two of them went to the musical together. To be precise, Jiang Rui was watching the show, while Xing Yan was struggling to fight Sleepy.
He was born without artistic skills, and he could fall asleep listening to songs. What's more, this play is famous for its beautiful and soothing music. The word "beautiful and soothing" is equivalent to hypnosis in Xing Yan's place. It would be better if it were shorter. A play lasted for two and a half hours, and half an hour after the opening, his upper and lower eyelids began to fight.
But I can't sleep, and I can't let the little beauty find out that he is a guy with no taste and no connotation.
He changed several positions on the seat, and inadvertently held the armrest of the chair against his forehead with one hand, and found that from this angle, he could appreciate the perfect profile of the little beauty and the curve of the slender neck, which would not be noticed.
So he stopped tossing around, just in this posture, under the cover of darkness, he recklessly admired the beauty.
To be honest, Xing Yan has met people who are more amazing than the little beauty, and also met people with a colder temperament than her, but they are beautiful, but they can't make him feel much. The combination of cold and cold is just right, and it looks cold, but it will not turn people away thousands of miles away. As long as you have a little more contact, you can find that there is a soft temperament hidden under the shell of the High Ridge Flower.
Every point is just right to his heart, she is destined to be his.
Xing Yan raised his legs and changed his posture, leaning on the chair on the other side to support him, and the distance between the two of them was shortened. Although these angles were not suitable for looking at people, they could smell the fragrance on her body, like a certain person. The fragrance of flowers is mixed with a touch of fresh herbs.
Xing Yan remembered that this was the fragrance of the Shen family's garden, but the smell of earth was less, and there was a hint of the warm body fragrance on the beauty.
He narrowed his eyes slightly, almost intoxicated.
It was nearly ten o'clock when the musical ended, and Xing Yan drove Jiang Rui back to Shen's house.
"I had a great time tonight, thank you Mr. Xing for sending me back." Jiang Rui knocked on the courtyard door and turned to Xing Yan.
Xing Yan smiled and said, "This is my honor."
The two stood under the eaves, and the street lights in the distance came in. The dim yellow light made the night a little gentle, and the atmosphere was so good that people felt like moving.
The little beauty is right in front of her, her head is lowered slightly, her hair is hanging on her cheeks, she doesn't look cold in the daytime, but shows a bit of softness and softness. Her skin is so white and her waist is so thin, as long as she stretches out her hand slightly, Can be easily taken into the arms.
She is his.
This temptation caused the beast in Xing Yan's heart to show his teeth and claws.
But not yet, what he wants is not a beauty with a skin, but a heart.
He should be more cautious and pretend to be more subtle, just like when a beast is hunting, he hides his fangs and claws, and puts away his fierce aura. Even if the desire in his eyes is about to turn into reality, he still has to pretend to be harmless. Appearance, slowly approaching the prey, quietly digging the trap, once the opponent falls, there is no possibility of escape.
Instead of rushing to abrupt the other party when you are not sure, to startle the snake.
It's just that patience like this is a bit grinding. Before getting the reward, it shouldn't be too much to charge some interest, right
Thinking so, Mr. Xing stretched out his hand to support the little beauty on the back, and his body was slightly turned to the side of the wind, and the two were closer.
"It's windy." He explained calmly, as if nothing had happened, he retracted the big palm that was attached to the other's back.
"Thank you." Jiang Rui nodded slightly and backed away a little.
Mr. Xing recalled the beautifully raised butterfly bones on the back of the little beauty he had just touched through a thin layer of fabric. The skeleton is so slender and the outline is so obvious, when one day in the future, when he looks from behind the beauty, this pair of butterfly bones must be as beautiful and fragile as a butterfly flapping its wings.
Maybe he could drop a few more kisses on top, Mr. Xing thought while rubbing his chin.
Mother Xu came to open the door in her pajamas, "Yinyin is back?" She has been in the Shen family for more than 20 years, and she has long been like a family member.
"It's me, is Xu's mother asleep?"
"No, I'm still watching TV. Oh, Mr. Xing is also here. Today, I'll trouble Mr. Xing to send the sound back."
Xing Yan smiled and said, "It should be."
Jiang Rui glanced at him and said hesitantly, "Mr. Xing, do you want to go in and sit?"
"No, it's too late today, so it's inconvenient to disturb me. I'll come to visit another day." Xing Yan couldn't see that the little beauty was just being polite to him, so naturally it wouldn't make people embarrassed. He was waiting for the day when the beauty happily took him go in. "Miss Shen, rest early."
"Then you drive carefully and pay attention to safety."
Xing Yan only drove away after watching the people entering and closing the door.
Jiang Rui walked through the courtyard lightly, and was about to go directly to her room when she suddenly heard the voice of Mrs. Shen from the room: "Is it Yin Yin?"
"Grandma, it's me." Jiang Rui heard a little movement there, so she stood there and waited. A few minutes later, the old lady came out in her coat.
"Did I wake up grandma?" Jiang Rui stepped forward to take her hand and went to the living room to sit down.
The old lady shook her head: "It's none of your business. When you get old, you get shallow." As she said, she looked at her granddaughter calmly as if she was observing something.
This afternoon, she first received a phone call from her granddaughter, saying that she would not go home for dinner, and wanted to invite the young man named Xing to dinner. The old lady knew this, and was not surprised.
It didn't take long for her to send back a text message, and she wanted to go to the musical with someone, and she wouldn't be able to go home until ten o'clock. Since the granddaughter has no friends, this is rare.
The old lady recalled the two phone calls and text messages, and suddenly realized that the frequency of Mr. Xing's appearance was a little high recently.
During this period of time, he first visited the door two or three times for some business, and then learned from his granddaughter that he had met several times on the road, and now he has sent people home twice.
You must know that before this, although the old lady had heard the reputation of the young man surnamed Xing, she had never seen a real person. It can be seen that it is not so easy to meet someone frequently. Now that such a thing has been met by the granddaughter, either the two are indeed destined to have so many coincidences, or it is a man-made coincidence.
Old Mrs. Shen has experienced so many things, so she doesn't have to think much to know that the latter is more likely, and the young man spends so much energy, 80% of the time he likes the sound of their house.
Just looking at her granddaughter's appearance, she doesn't seem to know yet.
"Have you had a good time tonight?" the old lady asked.
Jiang Rui nodded, "Very good."
The old lady tentatively said, "What do you think of Mr. Xing?"
"It's good too." Jiang Rui nodded again.
The old lady laughed: "Silly boy, I won't say anything else except this."
"It's really good." Jiang Rui sneered a little.
The old lady couldn't resist, "It's good, it's good. It's getting late. Go back to wash and sleep. If you're hungry, there's still something to eat in the kitchen."
"Okay, grandma also rest early."
The old lady went back to the room, and the old Mr. Shen, who was already lying down, sat up and leaned on the head of the bed again, so she came in and asked, "Yinyin is back?"
"I'm back." The old lady hung her coat on the hook, sat slowly on the head of the bed, lifted the quilt to cover her legs, and didn't intend to sleep for a while, "If you can ask, go and find out. What is the character of Mr. Xing, and whoever is in the family can get along well."
"Why do you ask this?" The old gentleman frowned, asking others behind his back, it wasn't his way of doing things.
The old lady glanced at him, "He should be interested in Yinyin, and it seems that Yinyin doesn't hate him. If the two are going to be friends in the future, do you think we should go and find out?"
The old gentleman frowned more and more, "He doesn't quite fit the tone."
"What's inappropriate?" the old lady asked back, "I see that you have some prejudice against this young man from the beginning. Are you like others, looking down on Xingjia and thinking that they are upstarts?"
"When did I say such a thing? It's just gentle and gentle. You have to find someone with the right temperament for her."
The old lady said, "According to what you said, it's better to find someone who is gentle? You look after the little grandson of the Gu family, but he is not gentle? Look at what the gentleman has done? I have read a lot, but the more I read, the more stubborn I become. There is never any character in the world, and who should match. Only they themselves know whether two people are suitable or not. As elders, the only thing we need to check is to look at each other Whether the character is good or not, the family background is innocent or not, don't worry about other things. Mind your own business and live a long life."
While talking, the old lady lay down slowly with her body propped up. Seeing that her wife didn't speak for a long time, she pushed him: "I said a lot, but you squeaked, and if you disagree, just say a word, if you are afraid of losing it If you don't want to ask about it, then I'll do it myself."
The old man Shen had a straight face and said unwillingly: "What are you messing around with, and then you said that you have twisted your waist and twisted your legs. I'll go check it out tomorrow."
As the night got darker, Jiang Rui went back to the room to take a shower, and as soon as she lay on the bed, she received a message.
"I just forgot to return the pendant to Miss Shen. It seems that I have to wait for the next time."
"It's okay, it's not a big deal anyway." She made up a few words to reply.
"I forgot to say that I am also very happy to have dinner with Miss Shen tonight."
Jiang Rui gave a smile.
"I'm going on a business trip tomorrow and the day after, and it's really sad to think that I can see Miss Shen again when I come back."
This sounded a bit ambiguous, Xing Yan didn't wait for the other party to reply, and quickly sent the second article, "It's late at night, don't disturb Miss Shen's rest, good night."
He waited for a while before two words came, "Good night."
Obviously, it doesn't take that long to type only these two words.
Xing Yan touched his chin, and imagined that the other party was hesitant and embarrassed when he saw the text message from the front, thinking about it, the corners of his mouth split to both sides, like a big wolf.
"Little beauty, come to brother's arms."
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Old Seven: Tonight, I'm going to sleep with the beauty (beautiful dream) in my arms!