"What's the big deal? In the 21st century, if girls over the age of 16 are still so conservative that they know nothing about this kind of thing, it's really exhausting. Come and take a look..." Jiang Xun took out his mobile phone, logged into Weibo, and searched for a message that read:
[I just got engaged, and my boyfriend wants to kiss me and touch my breasts. I think he is a pervert. Can I trust him? Does he really like me? What should I do now? ]
The following replies are:
[Break up quickly. If he dares to do something inappropriate to you before we get married, then won’t he have sex with you after we get married? ]
[The above person is misleading young people.]
[Hahaha…]
Wu Yang burst out laughing, "You still haven't gotten tired of this kind of joke. How boring."
Jiang Xun blinked and acted cute, "I mean, your behavior is normal. Don't be shy. I won't laugh at you."
"Haha." Wu Yang replied with two words.
Jiang Xun shrugged and continued to browse his phone, as if he was chatting with someone. He held the phone in his arms and chatted with a smile on his face.
Wu Yang didn't pay much attention to him. They had known each other since junior high school, which was more than ten years ago, and they had long been immune to each other's appearance.
Wu Yang kept staring at Song Yanan without blinking.
Suddenly, Song Yan'an seemed to notice something and turned his gaze over.
Their eyes met. There was a lot of noise all around them, but only between the two of them, the gaze was so quiet that there was no sound.
Wu Yang was staring so hard that he even forgot to look away.
Song Yanan was slightly startled and curious about this young girl. His thin lips raised into an arc that seemed like a smile.
Wu Yang looked at his smile and his heart curled up slightly.
What does he mean by smiling like that? Does he like me too
Noticing the confusion in her eyes, Song Yanan's smile deepened.
Wu Yang was thinking: He is smiling at me, what should I do? Should I go over and talk to him? If I go, and he ignores me, wouldn't it be embarrassing? But if I don't go, I don't know when we will meet again.
Realizing that after tonight, she might not see him again, Wu Yang suddenly felt sad.
Wu Yang closed his eyes and opened them again. He had already prepared himself mentally. He picked up the wine glass on the table and walked towards him.
She lowered her collar as if unintentionally, trying to make herself look lazy yet with a hint of pride, and walked forward slowly, step by step.
Suddenly, a man and a woman rushed out from the side, they were playing, the man was chasing the woman, the woman kept looking back at him, she didn't look at the road, and knocked Wu Yang down.
Before he fell to the ground, Wu Yang's inner thoughts were: Damn! My image!
Although he tried his best to keep it perfect, it was already impossible. The accident happened in a short moment, and the wine in Wu Yang's hand even spilled out, all falling on his coat.
His body fell heavily to the ground. Wu Jiang frowned, his thick, dark eyelashes trembled, and his facial features were distorted in pain.
It's over... The proud and lazy image is completely ruined, and all that's left is a miserable look.
If I had known this, I wouldn’t have come over here!
Wu Yang was feeling extremely annoyed. Just as he was thinking about going to the bathroom to tidy himself up, a bony hand stretched out in front of him.
Wu Yang looked up in surprise.
"Are you okay?" Song Yan'an's voice sounded above his head, gentle and low.
At that moment, his face was engraved in her heart. No matter how time passed, she could never forget the feeling of looking up at him at that moment.
So handsome, it's intoxicating.
"I'm fine." She held his hand and stood up, thinking: His hands are so warm.
Song Yanan's eyes fell on her clothes, and she frowned and said, "Your clothes are dirty. I'll take you to deal with them."
"ah?"
"Go take care of the clothes." After he said that, he walked outside. His back looked gentlemanly and elegant.
Wu Yang was stunned for a moment, then followed him out. He didn't know why he cared about him, but it felt good.
Song Yanan left the private room and started to make a phone call, "Yisu, send over a set of women's clothes..." At this point, he looked back at Wu Yang, paused for a moment, and added, "The smallest size."
Wu Yang followed him to the end of the corridor, where there was a private room with a black door. Song Yanan swiped it open with a card and said to her, "You can take a rest here. The clothes will be delivered soon."
Wu Yang glanced at him, his heart throbbing violently. He hesitated for a moment and asked, "Why are you helping me?"
Song Yanan smiled and said, "This club is mine."
Wu Yang's eyelashes trembled and drooped silently. So that's how it was. No wonder he cared about her for no reason. I thought he was interested in me. Oh, I thought too much.
Wu Yang went in and sat inside for about ten minutes before the clothes were delivered.
The woman who came to deliver the clothes said politely, "Hello, I am Master Yan An's secretary, Yi Su."
"Hello." Wu Yang nodded.
Han Yisu handed over the bag in her hand, "The skirt is the smallest size, please try it on."
"Okay." Wu Yang took the bag and went into the bathroom.
The dress is a pure black little dress. When she wears it, she looks like she has long legs and a slim waist. The cut is very smooth and the size is just right.
Wu Yang looked at himself in the mirror. He had fair skin and a pretty face.
Her hands went to her hair and unbraided it, letting her long, wavy chestnut hair flow down and fall on her shoulders, breathtakingly beautiful.
With a smile on her lips, she walked out. The old coat had been stuffed into her bag, and the new coat was in her hand. "Please tell your young master to thank him for his coat. It fits me perfectly. I like it very much."
Han Yisu nodded politely, "Okay."
"Then I'll go back to the room."
"good."
She thought she would be able to see him when she returned to the private room, but unexpectedly, he had already left. Jiang Xun said, "Brother Yan An had something to do and left first."
Wu Yang held up her delicate chin, "So fast?"
"What? Are you unhappy?"
"No."
"Then why do I see you looking so unhappy?"
"Maybe I'm tired."
"Then do you want me to take you back?"
Wu Yang glanced at Jiang Xun, his eyes still, "Okay, let's go."
Jiang Xun stood up and picked up his coat.
Seeing this, Ye Mei hurriedly chased after them, "Are you leaving?" There was a strong reluctance in her words.
Jiang Xun nodded slightly, "Well, Xiaoyang is tired, I want to take her home."
Ye Mei hesitated for a moment, then looked up, "Actually, I also want to go back. Can we go together?"
Jiang Xun looked down at the time and said, "It's possible, but the problem is, isn't it your birthday party tonight? It's not even twelve o'clock yet."
"It doesn't matter. It's pretty boring anyway." After Jiang Xun left, it didn't matter whether the birthday party was held or not.
Wu Yang glanced at Ye Mei.
Then Jiang Xun said, "Okay, go pack your things, and the three of us will go back together."
Ye Mei was immediately overjoyed and said happily: "Okay, then wait for me, I'll go get my bag."
She squeezed deeper into the crowd to get her bag back.
Wu Yang looked at Ye Mei's excited back and glanced at Jiang Xun, "Hey, does she like you?"
"How is that possible? I've known her for less than a week. What nonsense are you talking about?" Jiang Xun found it very funny and smiled with his eyes narrowed.
But Wu Yang didn't think it was funny at all. She was still the same. It only took her one second to fall in love with someone. If she told others about it, no one would believe it.
"Why do you think she likes me?" Jiang Xun didn't understand at all.
Wu Yang looked at his pig-brained face and had no desire to speak. He said perfunctorily, "No."
"there is nothing?"
"without."
Jiang Xun frowned, "Why do I feel that you are so unhappy?"
"I'm not happy at all."
"I'm just unhappy. You've been looking so sullen since just now. If you keep going like this, you'll get mad at yourself to death."
Wu Yang: “…”
*
The three of them were in the same car, Jiang Xun was driving, Wu Yang was sitting in the passenger seat, and Ye Mei was sitting in the back.
This was done because Wu Yang was not familiar with Ye Mei yet, and she and Jiang Xun were used to sitting like this, so they did not change anything because of Ye Mei.
Wu Yang leaned back in his chair, opened the window and looked at the scenery outside.
The winter wind is howling.
Jiang Xun was afraid that she would feel cold, so he reached behind him and said to Ye Mei, "Ye Mei, pass me the thin blanket behind you."
Ye Mei turned around and gave it to him.
Jiang Xun threw the thin blanket on Wu Yang's legs, "Cover yourself with it, little guy."
(End of this chapter)