029 Mr. Cuckold
I opened the box and saw a pair of men's cotton gloves, but I didn't wear them. The temperature of the hands always eases slowly, but wearing gloves makes me think it's too much trouble.
The point is that I don't know where this umbrella should be. Li Hua's car was so neatly cleaned up, there was no mess.
After that, we basically didn't communicate anymore, and there was a little dynamic music in the car, and the rhythm was just right.
I thought about asking Li Hua why he was the only one, why he wasn't with Xue Jiazheng and them, and I also thought about asking him where we were going, and why he took the initiative to call me. And so on.
But I don't ask anything, today, on this drizzling night, since I voluntarily got into Li Hua's car alone, it means that I have tacitly handed over myself to him for at least tonight. Whatever I asked, it was just a matter of saying one more word, and I was unlikely to change anything.
Unless he's going to jump into the sea, there's no way I'm going to accompany him.
I'm not a silly girl, and I'm not a girl who likes to pretend to be silly.
No surprises, Li Hua took me to a bar by the sea in the city called Normandy.
Two people, there is no need to go to any booth to make any pomp, not to mention that Li Hua is a low-key person. We picked up a random round table and sat down across from each other.
At this time, the bar was still warming up, playing very soothing music, the lights were bright, and Li Hua, who was sitting opposite me at this time, looked better than usual. I estimated that under this light, Li Hua should also think that I would look better than outside.
The waiter brought fruit and wine, and when the bottle was opened and poured, Li Hua picked up a piece of watermelon from the fruit bowl and handed it to me. I subconsciously refused, and casually said the reason, "I don't like to eat fruit very much." ”
I really don't like to eat much. Except for being hungry and having to eat, I definitely can't be considered a foodie, and I don't bother to eat fruit snacks.
Li Hua's hand was not returned, and he persuaded in an ordinary tone: "Girls eat fruits and have good skin." ”
I've heard this a hundred times, but it never impresses me, and I don't think I'm skinned any worse than those girls who eat fruit. However, Li Hua's following sentence really touched my heart, and he also said: "The skin of the child born in the future is also good." ”
As someone who likes to think about others, I eat.
I carefully took the watermelon from Li Hua's hand, and I didn't dare to touch someone's fingers. I don't know why, why do I think Li Hua is so noble.
He poured wine for both of us, did not clink glasses, he drank his own. His eyes scanned the surrounding environment, thought about something, and asked, "You already know about Wang Yujie, right?"
I was stunned again, alas, mom, it's a bit of an eyebrow, I can feel why Li Hua is so wrong today.
"Ahh I nodded, a little sorry, I'm sorry not for not telling him, but sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I know about you cuckolding.
He took a sip of wine, squinted, and looked at me with a slight frown, "Then why didn't you tell me?"
I pondered that this should be what Yan Xiaochang told Li Hua after she found out, and I also pondered, in terms of relationship, it would be much better for Yan Xiaochang to tell Li Hua than for me to tell him.
I didn't answer Li Hua's question, and said, "But I don't think you seem to have any reaction." ”