"No!" Yang Qiushui's face was stained with an annoyed blush, "No one is allowed to molest her!"
This made Luo Ye very curious, "Why? Are your girlfriends and sisters deeply in love?"
"Sister love?" Yang Qiushui smiled bitterly, his smile gradually disappeared from his lips, his bright eyes darkened, and there was an indescribable sense of suffocation in his chest. If it is true that there are sisters, things will not be so complicated. "I just take precautions before they happen."
"Precautions?" Luo Ye laughed, "So, your best friend has done something sorry for you?"
After being silent for a while, Yang Qiushui finally opened his mouth and replied: "My friend's name is Fang Qian..."
When the name was mentioned, she turned her head and looked out of the car window. Reventon's car was fast, and the scenery outside was pulled by the speed into bizarre rays of light, and it became more and more unclear in the darkness that was gradually falling. "You don't need to know much about her, you just need to know that she is a car model."
"Why, she slept with your boyfriend?"
Yang Qiushui's heart suddenly hurt. "It has nothing to do with you!"
"Of course it does matter," Luo Ye said with a grin: "I am your boyfriend tonight, so I have to know some inside stories."
Yang Qiushui sighed and said softly: "She and my first boyfriend... But," she immediately explained, "Fang Qian said that she was just helping me test the man's sincerity. Nothing happened between them. "
"You believe it?"
"I..." Yang Qiushui nodded silently, "I believe it."
"You have such a big breast, but your IQ is as small as your breast." Luo Ye smiled gently. He already felt Yang Qiushui's anxiety, and the tension could not even be concealed by the precious fur around her shoulders.
"My...not..." Yang Qiushui was speechless for a long time in a hurry. She wanted to excuse herself by saying that she was very smart, otherwise she would not be admitted to Jinghua University, at least in this respect, she was much better than Fang Qian. But she really didn't say it, because from the perspective of interpersonal communication, Fang Qian was indeed better than her.
Fang Qian did not enter the university. In the first year of coming to Jinghua City, she could only squeeze on the same bed as Yang Qiushui, and she did the tiring work of serving dishes, but in the second year, a wealthy businessman wanted to send her off. The house is gone.
That's right, Fang Qian is a smart girl, and Luo Ye is a dazzling diamond, Fang Qian will not allow herself to pass by Luo Ye.
Thinking of this, Yang Qiushui's heart suddenly panicked, and his whole body was tense to the highest point. In the dimness, she had an illusion that her figure seemed to overlap with the strange lights outside the car, lonely, frustrated, and torn apart.
"Luo Ye, promise me," Yang Qiushui grabbed Luo Ye's arm, "don't care what they say, we will leave after eating this meal in peace, okay?" Her eyes were full of tears, and she could see it. She was trying her best to endure her makeup, not wanting tears to wash away the makeup she had just put on.
Luo Ye smiled faintly and stepped on the brake.
"Why stop? It's obviously not here yet." Yang Qiushui said with red eyes.
Luo Ye loosened the seat belt and lifted the car door, "I'll buy you something to eat." When he got up, the steel clam on his body rattled.
"Hey, I don't need—" Yang Qiushui wanted to stop him, it was too late.
Luo Ye ran to a roadside stall, pointed to the stinky tofu in the oil pan and asked, "Is it smelly?"
Obviously, the stall owner had never entertained the customers who drove a sports car to buy stinky tofu. He held his long chopsticks and stunned. It took a long time before he replied, "It can be smelly or not."
"Well, it's great," Luo Ye took out a few steel pegs, "I want the smelliest."
"okay!"
"Put more garlic juice."
"no problem!"
Luo Ye pointed to a piece of hemp rope next to the barrel containing stinky tofu and asked, "How can this rope be sold?"
"Rope?" The stall owner blinked in confusion. "This is used to tie the bucket of stinky tofu. It's not valuable. If you want it, take it and use it."
"Thank you, then, find me a plastic bag to put it in—"
Luo Ye put the hemp rope in his clothes pocket, then took the stinky tofu from the stall owner and turned back to the Reventon car.
Before Yang Qiushui waited to ask a question, he smelled the smell of stinky tofu. The sad emotion that occupied her just now was instantly driven away by the strong smell. "you… "
"Will you come?" Luo Ye said with a smirk, "I specifically asked the boss to put a lot of garlic juice."
"Don't eat!" Yang Qiushui folded his arms around his chest. How can you buy stinky tofu to make girls happy
Luo Ye picked up a piece of stinky tofu full of garlic juice and brought it to Yang Qiushui's mouth, "Come on, brother, feed you."
"Ah! Take it away quickly, the garlic juice will drip onto my clothes!" Yang Qiushui dodged desperately, but the space for her to dodge was quite limited.
"It's okay, that's a big deal, I'll lick it clean for you..." Luo Ye leaned forward in front of her, holding the stinky tofu, thief smiling, in a posture of not driving without eating.
"You..." Yang Qiushui couldn't laugh or cry. It is of course a very happy thing to let Luo Ye feed and eat. When he is old, he will definitely smile happily when he recalls this experience. But, why is it so? Stinky tofu! How can this leave a good memory? This man is simply a spoiler in a romantic scene!
Yang Qiushui sighed and opened his mouth slightly, "Okay, just eat one piece..."
"This is good~" Luo Ye smiled slightly and put the stinky tofu into Yang Qiushui's mouth.
"Is it tasty?"
Yang Qiushui shook his head, "It's not delicious."
"If it doesn't taste good, you can eat more," Luo Ye restarted Reventon, "There are some things, if you eat too much, you won't feel bad."
Yang Qiushui was holding the stinky tofu blankly, she couldn't believe that such a thing would come out of a "rascal" who took pleasure in teasing a woman. The lingering fragrance of stinky tofu left between her lips can only be appreciated by those who have actually eaten it.
Isn’t pain the same? Has Luo Ye also experienced pain? What kind of experience made him who he is today
"By the way, what's the name of the hotel?" Luo Yechao asked Yang Qiushui, who was still dazed.
"Xianting, Xianting Hotel, the best hotel in Jinghua." Yang Qiushui suddenly thought of something, "Xianting is Wang Xinmai's family business."
"It turned out to be the site of Wheat. He still owes me a VIP card." Luo Ye smiled slightly.
Yang Qiushui rolled his eyes and said, "Maybe people are just polite to you. I have never heard that Xianting Hotel will issue a completely free VIP card, and the top gold card is only a 40% discount."
Luo Ye shook his head, "I think the wheat person is good, but he is a little uncomfortable, almost better than Li Yifeng."
"Yes," Yang Qiushui pouted, "Li Yifeng is the same as you. Of course you appreciate Li Yifeng more."
"How do you say this?" Luo Ye asked casually.
Yang Qiushui shrugged, "Isn't it? Li Yifeng is the first of the four sons of Jinghua. He has money in his family and he is young and stylish. Picking up girls is commonplace for him. Many small singers and movie stars have had scandals with him. Right," Yang Qiushui said suddenly and mysteriously: "Do you know? Li Yifeng's father was once Dingxin's Four King Kong."
"Oh?" Luo Ye's eyes lit up slightly. Li Yifeng is definitely not simple. Luo Ye always feels that he asked Wan Yu to borrow money deliberately, otherwise, how could it be such a coincidence? As soon as Lin Wanyu was elected president, his phone call came in, and he went directly to the president's office. Luo Ye had long suspected that the Li family was inextricably linked with Dingxin Company. Now it seems that this kind of speculation is very likely to become a reality.
Is Li Yifeng a rival or a friend
Seeing his own words, Yang Qiushui provoked Luo Ye's interest, so he continued: "When his father was alive, he used to be the largest shareholder of Dingxin Company, with far more shares than Miss Wan Yu's father. Then something unknown happened. The Li family’s influence gradually faded out of Dingxin, and this was the condition for Miss Wan Yu to inherit her father’s business. But then again, don’t let Li Yifeng pick up girls all day long and ignore business, but his family-run real estate company takes care of it. From a little-known small company to the industry leader that controls the entire Jinghua City—their family's experience, ups and downs, is really enough to write a novel."
"It turned out to be so." Luo Ye nodded.
"But what makes me most strange is that," Yang Qiushui said, "Li Yifeng is showing mercy outside. Does his girlfriend Hu Jiyao really care about it?"
"It's nothing strange," Luo Ye said lightly, "They are not boyfriends and girlfriends at all."
"What?" Yang Qiushui widened his eyes in disbelief, "Li Yifeng and Hu Jiyao are not boyfriends? But it has always been the case outside—Li Yifeng never brought women home because of Hu Jiyao! Not Hu Jiyao! Li Yifeng’s girlfriend, what is that? And, in the gambling game today, you also saw how much Li Yifeng cares about Hu Jiyao, and almost let us be their substitute."
"Don't be influenced by rumors, trust your own eyes." Luo Ye smiled, "Li Yifeng and Hu Jiyao always keep a distance, whether physically or psychologically. This kind of distance is definitely not among boyfriend and girlfriend friends. There should be a distance between them, and their relationship is more like relatives."
Yang Qiushui shook his head like a rattle, "You are wrong, Hu Jiyao is named Hu, and Li Yifeng is named Li. They are not related by blood. Besides, if it is not a boyfriend or girlfriend, why don't they clarify the rumors?"
Yeah, why not
Luo Ye smiled calmly and stepped on the brake.
"Arrived."
After parking the car, Luo Ye got out of the car and lifted the door for Yang Qiushui.
Yang Qiushui was taken aback, obviously unsuitable for being a gangster to become a gentleman, "What do you mean?"
"Didn't you let me play your boyfriend?" Luo Ye smiled badly, "Now the show begins."
"Yes, yes, we are boy and girl friends now." Yang Qiushui breathed a sigh of relief, but also felt a little disappointed. She took Luo Ye's arm and walked out of Reventon.
"Put your chest up, raise your head, tuck in your abdomen, and show your proudest state." Luo Ye prompted.
That's right, take out the state of being most proud of yourself. Yang Qiushui took a breath and adjusted his posture according to Luo Ye's request. "This, is this all right?"
"Yeah! Very good!" Luo Ye nodded appreciatively, "Serve your stinky tofu, let's go."
"I..." Yang Qiushui almost fell into Luo Ye's arms. "How can something like stinky tofu be brought into Xianting Hotel?"
"It can't be wasted," Luo Ye said with a serious face: "Otherwise you just squat in front of the hotel and eat it, or you just bring it in and eat it with side dishes."
"Okay, I'll just go in." Yang Qiushui wanted to cry without tears, squatting outside the hotel to eat stinky tofu, and how she would live after it was spread out.
The Xianting Hotel is magnificent and magnificent. As soon as you walk into the lobby, you can feel a breath of honor.
A young woman dressed in a Han nationality robe came with a curly Tingting, with a professional smile: "Miss, sir, the dining table is full. Do you have an appointment?"
"Yang Qiushui? Is that you?"
A handsome looking man walked in from the turnstile, staring at Yang Qiushui's clothes in surprise, his eyes trapped in the gully in front of her chest.