Those hands suddenly let go of the tassels that had been tortured to death.
"It's not troublesome." Min Yu's eyebrows and eyes curled up, like a kind elder again. But the smile with the eyes closed is sweet and innocent, joy mixed with shyness, mixed with the soft temperament of this beautiful middle-aged man, wonderful and vivid.
Min Yu is beautiful, even if he has a few fine lines, it does not hide his flaws or even adds to the icing on the cake, adding to the charm of his experience. And those eyes are big, black and round, the curvature of the eyelids is gentle, the double eyelids weaken the childishness brought by the big eyes, and the end of the eyes is a little softer. Min Yu's eyes are undoubtedly the finishing touch to his handsome face. In public on weekdays, his expression is gentle, but his eyes are indifferent and distant, which weakens the beauty of his eyes. The first time people saw him, the first thing they noticed was his temperament, and then they were shocked by his status and wealth, and finally they came back to it: this Mr. Min, whom everyone looked up to, seemed to be very good looking. But it seems to be the least worth mentioning of all his advantages.
But now, no one standing in front of Min Yu would ignore his vivid and vivid eyes, which made his face suddenly vivid and stunning, and he was a few years younger, like a hairy boy.
Including Shao Mingwei.
His fingers moved unconsciously, touched his nose again, and said dryly, "Then let's go?"
Min Yu said to Mrs. Qi, "Sister, let's go first."
Mrs. Qi didn't know why things developed so strangely and was caught off guard, and looked at her younger brother with a stunned look of youth. Hearing this, he could only say: "Then don't forget to come over for dinner tomorrow."
Min Yu was stunned, when did he say he was coming over for dinner? He looked at his sister subconsciously, but he didn't expect the other party to gouge him out fiercely. He had no choice but to look at his sister, begging for mercy in his eyes and coquettishly said: "I see, I will definitely come over tomorrow."
Mrs. Qi sent them out, and before closing the door, she lightly pinched Min Yu's lower back, and then quickly closed the door.
"..." Min Yu paused.
Shao Mingwei gave him a strange look: "What's wrong?"
Min Yu shook his head: "It's okay."
Today Min Yu did not bring a driver, and the car he drove was different from that day. It was a low-key black Volvo.
Shao Mingwei stood in front of the car door, looked at his plain white T-shirt and jeans, pursed his lips, opened the car door and sat in.
The interior of the car is exquisite and luxurious, all of which are considerate of the feelings of the passengers. Shao Mingwei sat in it, feeling uncomfortable with Min Yu and awkwardness that didn't fit in here. His heart was inexplicably cold, and he even began to regret that he should not have agreed to let Min Yu send him. He is not a person who will be arrogant, but at this moment, he has a little such emotion.
He leaned back in the comfortable seat, closed his mouth, and looked out the window quietly.
Min Yu glanced sideways at him slightly, and the fingers holding the steering wheel lightly rubbed the leather on the steering wheel.
There was an awkward silence in the carriage.
Min Yu broke the silence and said, "Is it about to have the final exam? Are you busy?"
Shao Mingwei turned to look at him, Min Yu's sleeves were neatly rolled up to his elbows, his skin was fair, the black steering wheel lined with slender and delicate hands, very beautiful, and it matched the watch on his wrist.
He answered briefly and distantly: "It's okay."
Min Yu seemed to sense his discomfort, subconsciously licked his lips, and stopped talking. He frowned slightly and opened the window on Shao Mingwei's side.
In fact, the air-conditioning was running inside the car, which was very cool. When the window was opened, heat rushed to Shao Mingwei's face. The noisy sound from the road also came in, but he seemed to relax a little, and even his stiff back changed indiscernibly. be soft.
Min Yu has been quietly paying attention to him from the corner of his eye, aware of his state, and then seems to relax as Shao Mingwei's mood eases. He didn't speak any more, and the car reached its destination in silence.
Shao Mingwei passed Xie Zheng and was about to open the car door, Min Yu seemed to have something to say, and looked at him with a pair of eyes softly.
Shao Mingwei had to take the initiative to ask, "Is there anything else Mr. Min has to do?"
Min Yu thought about it for a while, then said, "Why didn't you wear... those shoes? Did they not fit?"
He didn't say which pair of shoes it was, but Shao Mingwei immediately realized that it was the pair of limited-edition sneakers sent by Min Yu.
If Min Yu asked about the relationship between Shao Mingwei and him as a supplementary teacher and a student's parent, at least one level of meeting was added, and it was not even an acquaintance. After he asked this sentence, the two immediately turned into a relationship between a customer and a drinker. The air in the car suddenly became thin, and the atmosphere was a little awkward.
He didn't want Shao Mingwei to feel uncomfortable, so he asked this question cautiously.
Shao Mingwei didn't expect him to mention the pair of shoes, so he whispered, "No, it's very suitable." He glanced at his clean but old and cheap sneakers, and subconsciously retreated.
"That's good." Min Yu didn't see the movement on his feet, so he breathed a sigh of relief, and then asked, "Then why..."
Before he could finish his words, the big boy with sparse eyebrows glanced at him, rarely showing a little childishness, mixed with a little embarrassment and embarrassment: "I can't wear such good shoes when I go to school and work. Besides... I can't wear them. Like, it's in the dormitory." He was referring to the fact that he was wearing dozens of street-level T-shirts and jeans, but wearing thousands of shoes, which was really nondescript, and his voice was getting lower and lower when he said that. Shao Mingwei has never been ashamed of being poor, but at this moment the boy's pride makes him still feel embarrassed to admit his predicament. He could even face the gap with Xi Zi calmly, but he was at a loss for Min Yu.
Min Yu didn't expect him to say such a thing. While he was happy because the other party kept his gift, he was suddenly sour because of the boy's words. He looked at the other party's clean but threaded T-shirt with ripped edges, and said soothingly like a child he loved: "I don't know what boys your age like, my secretary is also a young man, he Said you might like the sneakers. I bought them and thought he was right because I could see that shoe and imagine...the way you wear it. It fits you...it fits."
He showed a gentle smile, consoling.
Then he lowered his eyes slightly, a little ashamed, but he praised sincerely, almost straightforwardly: "You are very good-looking and handsome."
This is no longer an elder, but a gentle man.
Shao Mingwei was stunned, and a thin red suddenly appeared on his handsome and youthful face.
He felt he couldn't stay any longer.
With his almost beastly instinct for danger, he couldn't tell what it was, but he told himself to leave immediately.
Shao Mingwei opened his mouth and said, "I'll wear it when I have a chance. I still have something to do, so I'll go first. See you soon, Mr. Min." After speaking, he quickly opened the door and got out of the car.
Min Yu also seemed to regret having said something Meng Lang had just said. She had no time to keep him, so she could only stare blankly at the tall and straight back of the young man through the car window.
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