On the other end of the video, Tong Ran roared, Zhimian found that Duan Zhuo's reflection through the elevator door was also looking at her.

“…”

At this moment, she only had one thought in her heart - she regretted not wearing headphones.

Very regretful, quite regretful.

Zhimian's face rose and he replied perfunctorily to the other end of the phone, and finally hung up the phone.

The elevator was quiet and the air seemed to become thinner.

The atmosphere is subtle and the needle can be heard.

Zhimian turned his eyes widened, and a few seconds later, a faint male voice sounded beside him: "Are you going to join forces?"

Zhimian's eyelashes fluttered and asked in a low voice: "What's wrong?"

Duan Zhuo's face looked like frost.

The elevator arrived at the first floor of the negative floor, the door opened, Zhimian walked out, Duan Zhuo followed with a calm face, he walked beside her, his voice was hoarse: "No go."

Zhimian was stunned, "Why should I listen to you?"

Why did this person dare to order her?

Duan Zhuo suddenly asked this question, and he was indeed not qualified to care about her now.

Seeing her walking in a breeze, the man wanted to pull her into his arms and order her not to go anywhere first.

If it were before, he could be strong.

But now he could only resist his inner irritability.

Walking to the Hummer, Zhimian was about to open the passenger's car door, but suddenly the door was pressed down. She turned her head and Duan Zhuo stood behind her and half locked her in her arms. The clear fragrance of the man's body was very close to the tip of his nose.

"Duan Zhuo, what are you doing?"

She glared at him.

"Did your roommate really arrange a lot of boys for you?"

"I don't know, I only found out after I went over and saw it." Her head tilted, "Maybe, there are all styles."

Duan Zhuo licked the back teeth, looked away in anger, and breathed, "It must be nothing you like."

"How do you know, you know my aesthetic very well?"

He thought of something and chuckled, "Can I not understand?"

Zhimian heard this and his cheeks became slightly warm.

The meaning in the words is obvious-

She had liked him for so many years before, how could he not understand him as a client?

She raised her face, "People have to look forward and change their taste. It's great if I get to know a new boy."

Duan Zhuo's eyes fell on her fair swan neck and rolled her Adam's apple: "If there are really many boys who like you tonight, they will come to you for contact information... you will be unable to handle it."

Zhimian smiled helplessly, "How do you know I am so charming?"

"I'm chasing, can I not be charming?"

Zhimian didn't know if he was praising her or himself, "Anyway, I can't let my roommate's pigeon go."

In fact, she just planned to go over and have a meal.

Duan Zhuo didn't say anything. Zhimian saw this and sighed lightly, "Forget it, since you are so uncomfortable."

His eyes lit up slightly, and he heard her say, "I'll take a taxi by myself, I won't bother you."

“…”

The man's face turned from gloomy to sunny and then to thunder and showers.

Zhimian pushed him away, and after walking a few steps forward, his wrist was grabbed. As he looked at each other, he held back his emotions and said, "Get into the car."

Duan Zhuo helped her open the car door and Zhimian got into the car.

She fastened her seat belt and turned to see the man's face. Suddenly she felt it was a little fun.

In the past, as long as someone pursued her, she would refuse directly and would not reach Duan Zhuo's ears at all. So most of the time, she was jealous of him and her heart was sour and sour, just like plums in early summer. And she never dared to show it in front of him because she was afraid of not getting the response she expected.

If you love someone more, you will appear humble in love.

And now, it seems that the other way around, he will have such a day.

The car drove out of the basement, and the night outside gradually ended, and drove into the neon traffic. Duan Zhuo was unwilling to ask: "Where are you going?"

She reported the address.

It was the evening rush hour and the car moved slowly.

"The place where you eat here is a bit far away. It will probably be a long time to get in, otherwise I'd better forget it."

Far?

Where is it far?

She has checked the map and it only takes fifteen minutes to avoid traffic jams here.

Zhimian looked up at him, "If you have something to do, why don't you find a place to put me down and I'll take a taxi?"

Duan Zhuo: "..."

It only took fifteen minutes to drive through the traffic jam, and the road ahead was unobstructed. Duan Zhuo could not find a reason, so he could only drive to his destination silently.

After arriving, Zhimian unbuttoned his seat belt and said, "I'm leaving, thank you."

Her wrist was suddenly held.

Zhimian turned to look at him, and the man's dark pupils met her, "Is it really going?"

She nodded generously: "Yes."

Duan Zhuo looked at her for a while, let go of his hand, retracted his gaze and looked at the road ahead, his face light and light: "Okay, you go."

Suddenly becoming generous again?

Zhimian smiled faintly, put the strap on his shoulder, and "left."

She got out of the car.

Unexpectedly, she really left.

She really wants to meet other boys?

What if someone chases her and wants to contact her?

Will she give it to you? Will she really consider others?

All kinds of guesses emerged for a moment.

Duan Zhuo put his hand on the steering wheel, his eyes were dark and his face was like an ice cellar.

After a while, he took out his cell phone and made a call-

The restaurant is an antique Chinese restaurant in Tong Randing. When you walk in, you first pass through a celadon-colored corridor. On the hollow wall next to it, the lush bamboo forests on both sides reflect the lush bamboo forests on both sides.

After passing through the corridor, there is an artificial river in front of it, with lotus leaves planted on the surface, but the lotus flowers are not in full bloom before summer.

Walking across the stone bridge on the river, I finally arrived at the restaurant in front of me. When I walked in, the waiter wearing a cheongsam came forward and asked her if she had an appointment tonight.

Zhimian reported to the door of the private room sent by Tong Ran, and was led forward by the waiter.

Her high heels were stomping on the marble brick floor, and she looked at the ancient paintings on the wall that were lit by the lights.

If Tong Ran hadn't said that, Zhimian wouldn't have known that he was here to get in touch.

Before, in my freshman year, the class also organized a friendship. Zhimian didn't go. I just heard that they rented a villa and had fun all night. They came here to have dinner, which made people feel like socializing.

When they arrived at the door of the private room, they pushed the door open and went in. Tong Ran and Wenxin, who were sitting on the sofa inside, saw her: "Xiaojiu--"

Zhimian saw that in addition to two people, there were four boys in the private room.

Fortunately, if there were too many people, she would be very embarrassed.

She walked in. They who were chatting stopped talking, turned to look at Zhimian, who was dressed up today and was able to see him, and his eyes stopped.

Walking to the sofa, Tong Ran looked at her and smiled: "Xiaojiu, you dressed well today! Yes, I'm very satisfied!"

Tong Ran mistakenly thought she had dressed up specifically for this.

"Come on, I'll introduce it to you first."

Tong Ran pointed to the boys in front of him, "First, this is my boyfriend, so there is no need to introduce him. The remaining three little brothers are all his friends."

She added in a low voice: "All are single."

The first one is tall and black, Tong Ran’s boyfriend’s friend of the basketball club, Bei Jingwei. The second one is that he is burly and fat, always smiling, and looks a bit like a melon in a plant vs. zombie, named Shao Tairan.

The last boy had white facial features, wearing a white shirt, thin and glasses.

"Xun Yao."
To be continued...