Song Ning obediently followed behind Chi Wei.
Chi Wei stopped a taxi, and the two got into the car.
The car was a little stuffy, Song Ning opened the window.
The speed of the car was a bit fast, the wind was blowing on my face, and the stuffiness was relieved a lot.
Probably because of the glass of wine just now, my mind was dizzy.
He leaned his head against the car window and blew the wind for a while, Song Ning closed his eyes and wanted to sleep with a dizzy head.
Suddenly a hand came around from behind, supported her head, and took her inside.
"Don't blow the cold."
Song Ning rubbed her palm a little dully, and turned her head to look beside her.
There is only one idea in my head.
She was so close.
As if holding her.
She could smell a faint, somewhat familiar scent.
Her mind was a little chaotic, and she couldn't remember where she had smelled it.
Because of the drink, the originally white and tender cheeks were flushed red at this time.
Taking the person away from the window, Chi Wei didn't let go of her, and his fingers lightly rubbed her face.
She smiled lightly and looked down at the person in her arms: "Why is your face so red?"
Yuanyuan's eyes blinked slightly, Song Ning looked at her for a few seconds, and then said in a small voice: "I'm drinking."
Song Ning's eyelashes were long, and her eyes fluttered up and down when she blinked, and she was cuter than her favorite doll as a child.
The round eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of water mist, and she looked at herself with a little bit of wetness.
Ikei's throat tightened.
Those pink and full lips were slightly open, as if inviting her to kiss.
His eyes moved, and Chi Wei suppressed the charming thoughts in his heart and asked her softly, "How much did you drink?"
"One cup, that man made a good drink."
Chi Wei knew that she couldn't drink, even a glass of fruit wine with a low degree of alcohol, according to Song Ning's drinking capacity, was enough.
She raised her hand and gently squeezed Song Ning's face: "Are you uncomfortable?"
Song Ning frowned slightly, thought about it, nodded and said, "A little bit."
Chi Wei raised his hand and rubbed her head, and backed away slightly: "I'll cook you a bowl of sober soup when I get home, it will be much better."
Song Ning snorted and raised the open window.
She leaned back, tilted her head in the car, and closed her eyes.
The scene I saw in the bar lingered in my mind.
Song Ning pressed her cheek to the car window and opened her eyes to see the scenery flashing outside the window.
The colorful neon lights made her head even more dizzy.
She retracted her gaze, tilted her head and glanced at Chi Wei quietly.
His eyes were caught.
When she panicked, her mind hadn't reacted, and her body subconsciously moved to sit upright.
Just as he moved his body, he suddenly felt a pain in his head.
He raised his hand and touched the piece of hair, as if it was caught by something.
She didn't dare to move any more, reached out and touched the person next to her, and said a little embarrassedly: "Auntie..."
When Chi Wei approached, she couldn't help but want to dodge a little.
The movement accidentally pulled her hair again, and she hissed in pain.
"do not move."
Chi Wei's voice was right next to her ear, and her gentle voice was particularly seductive.
They were closer than before.
Her body almost touched hers.
Song Ning didn't move any more, looking up at Chi Wei's focused profile.
This man is truly enviable.
So beautiful from every angle.
It was so beautiful that I couldn't help my heart beat faster.
Song Ning felt even more dizzy.
His face was even hotter than before.
The feeling of being slightly drunk seems to be gone.
The flow of time seems to be slowing down, and every second is unbearable.
"All right."
Chi Wei pushed away a little, Song Ning breathed a sigh of relief.
Using alcohol to cover up the enthusiasm on his face, Song Ning behaved naturally and smiled sweetly at Chi Wei: "Thank you, Auntie."
She moved away cautiously and glanced back.
There is a transparent, non-marking double-sided sticker on the back of the door.
She suddenly remembered that she heard a faint "Welcome" when she got into the car.
She looked down and looked around, and sure enough, she found a white sensor under the seat.
Song Ning picked her up and posted it again.
The traceless sticker should not be very firm, Song Ning said to the driver.
After talking to the master, Song Ning turned his eyes and saw Chi Wei looking at him.
She was stunned for a moment, then remembered when the two of them got very close just now.
The heartbeat, which had just slowed down, began to be unstable again.
She hurriedly turned her eyes away and spoke to the driver, "Master, is it the Pingxing Bridge ahead?"
"There are still two minutes to go. The night view over there is good at this time. Do you want to stop and have a look, little girl?"
By talking to the driver, Song Ning adjusted his emotions and dared to look at Chi Wei.
She whispered, "Go for a walk?"
It's not far from home, and after crossing the bridge and walking forward for a while is the gate of the community.
Going for a walk together seems like a good idea.
Chi Wei rolled his eyes: "Okay."
Song Ning looked out of the car and took a deep breath, trying to stabilize his heartbeat.
The towering buildings kept going backwards.
With his forehead pressed against the cold glass, Song Ning's back was straight.
She always felt that the line of sight behind her fell on her.
The heartbeat, which had just slowed down, was a little chaotic again.
The last traffic light, in front of it is the Pingxing Bridge.
Song Ning glanced ahead, unconsciously urging the red light to pass quickly.
to the bridge.
The driver put them on the bridge.
The evening breeze was swaying, there was no hot sun during the day, the temperature was just right, Song Ning was lying on the railing and blowing the wind comfortably.
The wind blows from the river, with a slight coolness.
The wine has not gone down yet, and my mind is still a little dizzy.
Chi Wei stood on her left, with his arms leaning on the guardrail, and looked at Song Ning sideways with a slight smile in his eyes.
Song Ning blushes when she approaches.
Even if her cheeks were flushed with alcohol, she couldn't hide the shyness on her face.
She stretched out her hand and gently hooked the end of Song Ning's hair, her eyes still falling on Song Ning.
I just don't know, the slight red is just because Song Ning thinks she looks good, or because of something else.
The black hair was wrapped around the soft white fingers.
Ikei laughed softly.
It's still a long time.
She can take her time to make sure.
Song Ning didn't want to drink anymore.
When the wind was blowing and she was about to go home, her footsteps fluttered a little.
She was clearly very awake, but she couldn't control her left foot stumbling over her right foot and staggered.
The hand subconsciously grabbed to the side, and a soft something was held in the palm of his hand.
Her mind went blank for a moment, until she felt the cool touch in her palm, Song Ning realized what she was holding—
It was Ikeo's hand.
My heart beat hard.
She was stunned for two seconds, then hurriedly tried to let go.
Ikeo held her back before she let go.
She bent her eyes, looked at Song Ning's gradually turning crimson face, and smiled lightly: "Be careful, I'll hold you."
There is the sound of the river rolling up, the whistle of the car, and the subtle sound of the wind blowing past my ears.
Ikei's voice was very gentle.
Done.
She was even more dizzy.