Sweet and Soft Little Beauty Shura Field Coquettish Manual

Chapter 15

Wei Huaichen gently hooked the hand placed beside him.

Waves clearly appeared in his pupils, and the usual light pupils turned dark and deep, as if hiding many complicated emotions.

But what he said was: "Today's document is very important."

"I'll invite you sometime next time, sorry."

Gentle and polite, the same as Wei Huaichen's attitude in the past, but it seems to be slightly different.

"Ok."

Shi Song was a little disappointed, but he still smiled reluctantly: "Brother, I will look for you next time."

The door was closed, the light in the corridor was squeezed into a vertical line, and then completely isolated from the outside.

After staring at the heavy door for a while, Wei Huaichen withdrew his gaze.

His hand slowly landed on the place that Shi Song had touched with his fingers just now, and then he pulled the coffee cup to him little by little.

After swallowing the extremely bitter liquid, he made a call: "Are you free tonight?"

The voice on the other side was joking: "What's the matter, you still contact me? It feels wrong again."

After a long time, Wei Huaichen's calm "hmm" was heard over there.

Although there is only one word, it is inexplicably cool.

The opposite party also noticed something wrong in Wei Huaichen's emotions.

He immediately paid attention to the importance of this matter, put away his idle posture and said: "Okay, then you come to the restaurant on West Fifth Street later, let's talk while eating."

……

Shi Song was not surprised that Wei Huaichen rejected him, after all, he could see how busy Wei Shi was now.

It's just a pity.

But after all, he spent a lot of money to book a restaurant, so after thinking about it, Shi Song turned to ask Jiang Feng if he had time to have dinner together tonight.

He asked hastily, but unexpectedly, Jiang Feng quickly agreed.

Shi Song ordered a French restaurant recommended by a classmate. It is said that the rating is very high, but he has never been there himself.

It was only when he was in the restaurant that Shi Song realized how authentic it was.

All the menus are in French, and even the waiters are French, who babbled to Shi Song for a long time, but Shi Song didn't understand a word.

"what?"

Shi Song tilted his head, his eyes full of doubts.

Jiang Feng on the opposite side couldn't help laughing: "Or I'll have some."

Shi Song's face was a little hot. He felt that Jiang Feng was laughing at himself, so he said bravely, "It's okay, I can."

It took half a day to compare with the waiter before Shi Song finished ordering.

After the waiter left, the smile on Jiang Feng's face widened: "Okay, Xiao Song, it's such a stylish restaurant, it's too elegant."

Shi Song breathed a sigh of relief: "No, thank you for what happened to Zhou Jing earlier."

"Thank you, whoever we are with, it's just a matter of raising our hands."

Jiang Feng waved his hand nonchalantly.

"But I still don't feel right."

Jiang Feng rubbed his chin: "Whether the hot pot is not fragrant or the barbecue is not fragrant, if you want to invite me, I will definitely not choose such a restrictive place. Tell me frankly, do you want to invite someone you like, but they didn't agree?" ?”

There was utter mockery in his voice.

"Not someone I like."

When Shi Songguang thought about Wei Huaichen, he felt that he was tarnished by Jiang Feng, and quickly retorted on the spot: "In the beginning, I really didn't invite you, but my brother was too busy to come, otherwise I really wouldn't choose this kind of place."

After all, the two have known each other for so many years, and Shi Song didn't bother to be polite to him.

"Your brother?"

The pre-dinner wine was served, and Jiang Feng took a sip: "When did your relationship become so good?"

Jiang Feng was the only one among Shi Song's friends who knew the inside story.

"It's not good either."

Shi Song put a mouthful of salad into his mouth, chewed for a long time with puffy cheeks, and after swallowing, he said, "I think he's not bad."

"But then again, he still remembers you. I stayed home for two days before..."

Shi Song thought of Wei Huaichen's dim figure on that rainy day, and casually said: "He also asked about you, and asked if we are still in touch now."

"Hiss - he has such a good memory, he even remembers me."

Jiang Feng felt a little cold for no reason, and he rubbed the goose bumps on his arms.

Although he could no longer remember what that person looked like, Jiang Feng still remembered those cloudy eyes.

He couldn't figure out what he had experienced to make a young man have such eyes.

Looking at Shi Song's silly and sweet appearance, Jiang Feng couldn't help reminding: "But your brother looks like a very deep kind of person, so don't be fooled."

"Okay, okay, of course I know."

Shi Song couldn't help laughing.

This French meal tastes good, but the food tastes a little sweet and greasy.

Shi Song didn't intend to drink at first, but there was no water here, so he was a bit stunned.

Because he didn't understand the menu, he didn't know what kind of wine the waiter poured for him. He just thought it tasted sweet and harmless, so he drank a lot after taking small sips.

At first, he thought nothing of it, but while chatting with Jiang Feng, he suddenly felt dizzy, as if he was about to fall asleep.

"I'm going to the bathroom."

Finally unable to bear it any longer, Shi Song stood up.

"what happened to you?"

The lights in the restaurant were dim, and Jiang Feng hadn't noticed the expression on Shi Song's face just now. When Shi Song stood up, he realized that his cheeks and the tip of his nose were flushed.

"It's okay, just a little dizzy."

Jiang Feng didn't dare to be careless: "I'll accompany you."

When he was in the bathroom, Shi Song flushed his face with cold water and finally felt that his dizzy brain was better.

"I really shouldn't drink."

He leaned back slightly against the tiled wall, and said with some annoyance: "I still overestimated myself."

"What's the matter with you, you got drunk all of a sudden."

Jiang Feng held Shi Song helplessly: "Where is your home, I'll take you back."

His hand clasped Shi Song's shoulder.

Ok?

Suddenly, Shi Song felt something.

He raised his head in a daze, his eyes widened when he saw the figure at the door.

The visitor was standing against the light, he was still wearing a suit meticulously, his hair was disheveled around his ears, his dove gray eyes looked extraordinarily cold, and he had an inexplicably dangerous aura.

How can it be?Was he hallucinating after he was drunk?

Shi Song's lips parted.

Jiang Feng next to him felt that someone was blocking the way, so he raised his head and said politely: "Sorry, my friend is a little drunk, can you please let me go?"

But the man standing in front of him didn't move.

Jiang Feng frowned, and repeated his own words: "Excuse me."

Wei Huaichen frowned slightly, his voice was very cool.

"Jiang Feng?"

"You know me?"

Jiang Feng was a little puzzled.

But Wei Huaichen didn't answer.

He turned to look at the little animal-like boy leaning on Jiang Feng.

Shi Song tried his best to raise his eyes and looked at Wei Huaichen, his hair was messed up, and his bright eyes seemed a little hazy.Because he had just washed in cold water, a crystal drop of water hung on his thin chin.

He moved uncomfortably, and the precarious drop of water finally fell, passing through the collarbone and sinking into the slightly open collar.

This scene makes people feel a little sensational.

"elder brother?"

His soft lips parted slightly, but only made a breathy sound.

Wei Huaichen frowned.

Inexplicably, Shi Song felt that he was in a bad mood, and it was very bad, with an extremely dangerous aura about him.

He raised his chin slightly, his eyes fell on Shi Song's face, but his voice was still calm and gentle.

"Songsong, come here."