I was so frightened that I stared at the screen for several seconds.

I didn't dare to pick it up, in case Zhao Yaru heard that I was also in the cinema, she would definitely be mad.

Reality can always interrupt my happiness so easily, and all the happiness before was wiped out because of Zhao Yaru's phone call.

Mr. Zhuang looked at me in a daze, frowned and came over to take a look, and when he saw that it was Zhao Yaru, he sighed, very heavy, I don't know whether he was helpless or angry.

I came back to my senses, glanced at him cautiously, and didn't answer the phone.

She didn't call me all the time like she did for Mr. Zhuang's check, probably because she was upset and wanted to call me to complain. But I felt very bad in my heart, as if I had been caught as a thief, and I didn't dare to face Zhao Yaru at all.

"Don't pay attention to it, Yaru is losing her temper again. Mr. Zhuang sighed tiredly again, and for some reason, he actually pulled me to his shoulder, and then the hand naturally rested on my head, touching my head again and again.

I suddenly didn't feel the pampering I had before, and I always felt that he had suddenly become very irritable.

I didn't dare to move, so I stiffened and snuggled carefully, but I was afraid that my head would weigh on his arm numb, so I didn't want to press all the weight.

It didn't take long for my body to stiffen.

After the movie, I immediately wanted to sit up straight, but the hand that touched my hair suddenly pressed hard, and I whispered, "Mr. Zhuang?"

"Sit down a little longer, and wait for everyone to finish before leaving. ”

I've never been so intimate with the opposite sex in front of people, and my face is so hot that I don't dare to look at the person next to me who is looking at us.

Do they think I look like Mr. Zhuang's sister, or do they think I look like his lover? Will anyone think he looks like my boyfriend?

I lowered my gaze and thought wildly, because my heart was weak and shy, and I didn't dare to look at anyone.

I can't tell what it feels like, the two words of lover are like a thorn in my heart, and every time I think about it, it hurts my heart.

After all, I am a disgraceful being, although I am not his lover.

After I got out of the cinema, my popcorn hadn't finished eating, and Mr. Zhuang wanted to throw it away, but I refused.

I want to take it back with me, if only I could keep it, and keep a few as a souvenir.

Of course, he didn't understand my thoughts, and he must have thought that I was too frugal to throw it away: "It's not delicious if it's soft, and I'll buy it for you again if you want to eat it in the future." ”

Later?

These two words provoked too many reveries in me, and I suddenly felt that life had become very beautiful.

When he peeked at Mr. Zhuang, the corners of his mouth hooked up into a smile, and he didn't speak again.

The sweet feeling came back to my heart, and I really wanted to tell him how happy I am, and that he was a gift from God to me to be in my world.

At that time, I completely forgot Zhao Yaru's phone number, and all my thoughts were on Mr. Zhuang.

Every time I sneak a glimpse at him, that careful beauty always makes me grin with happiness. At first, I didn't notice that I was like this, but when I did, I couldn't stop it.

Mr. Zhuang originally wanted to take a taxi back to the hotel, but it was difficult to take a taxi in the city, so he asked me if I could walk, and I quickly nodded.

Not only can I walk, but I even want to go on like this with you.

I selfishly thought that if I stayed outside for one more minute, he would be my boyfriend for one more minute.

I know it's shameful, but I can't control the joy.

The cinema is a bit far from the hotel, and we used to take a taxi and walk directly after dinner, so it might take an hour to walk back.

I don't know what Mr. Zhuang thinks, but he really didn't try to take a taxi again.

However, on the way back, he didn't hold my wrist anymore, but he always held me in front of him very considerately, especially when crossing the street, he would directly hug me.

Pampered and spoiled, I felt like I was really in a fairy tale, and I suddenly became the princess inside.

We didn't have to walk long before we reached the busiest street in the city center, and there was an alley in it that was a street for snacks. When we passed by the snack street, Mr. Zhuang asked me, "Do you want to go in and have a walk?"

I thought, I've been in there once before, and I haven't been here since. Because the smell inside will make my mouth water, but I am reluctant to spend money on these snacks.

With Mr. Zhuang by my side, of course I want to go in, because many young couples have gone in for supper, and I will be more like a couple when I go in with him, right?

I don't care if people really treat us as a couple, on the contrary, I feel inferior when I walk around him.

He's tall, he's in a straight suit and much more mature than boys of his age in jeans, and the charm that exudes in his bones makes me obsessed.

I don't like the kind of eyes that other girls look at him, and I don't like the disdainful contempt they look at me when they look at me after watching Mr. Zhuang.

I just want to do something with Mr. Zhuang that couples do, like watching a movie, like having a late-night snack.

Actually, I want to taste everything, but I still don't want to spend money, I am afraid that Mr. Zhuang will see my embarrassment, so I try not to look up at the snacks on both sides. But the smell of the street hooked me and I couldn't help swallowing, until my stomach sounded uncontrollably, and I couldn't hide it at all.

"Hungry?" Mr. Zhuang smiled, and I could catch his low laughter for the first time in the noise.

I blushed and lowered my head and let out a depressed "um".

"What do you want to eat?" he said, looking up, but his brows furrowed slightly, "It's not hygienic here, I'll take you to the restaurant later." ”

"Mr. Zhuang, no need. "My expectations were disappointed, and I suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

He always cares about my stomach first, but why does it feel so bad at this moment? My mood fluctuated several times in the night, but I quickly returned to the state of stealing fun.

Because Mr. Zhuang said that you can eat a little.

He accompanied me in line in front of the grilled squid, and I was in a hurry to get money out of my trouser pocket, but he held my hand down.

He raised his eyebrows slightly, and said with a smile: "I'll invite you to eat." ”

I didn't want him to think that I couldn't even afford this money, so I stubbornly wanted to take it out, but he sighed helplessly, as if he was a little unhappy: "Xixi, let me behave like a gentleman, okay?"

He did not mention the matter of money in a pitiful tone, but resolved the embarrassment with a gentlemanly demeanor.

Actually, I quickly regretted what I had just done, just a brain cramp just now, and suddenly it was like that.

I want to show my best side in front of him, I want to be as elegant and confident as Zhao Yaru, but I am always embarrassed in front of him, and I regret it every time I think about it.

He personally picked two strings of squid for me, and when the smell of smoke choked, he naturally raised his hand to cover my mouth and nose.

Mr. Zhuang, why are you always so caring? As if everything can be taken into account.

If it was Zhao Yaru who was pregnant, would you cherish her even more?

I shuddered, shocked by the sudden feeling of jealousy.

In fact, I wanted to ask Mr. Zhuang about Zhou Jin all the way, Zhou Jin should be Mr. Zhuang's first love, the woman who called him at dinner that day. Zhao Yaru is so defensive about Zhou Jin, it must be because Zhou Jin and Mr. Zhuang once had a very unforgettable relationship.

But I'm not qualified to be jealous, and this feeling is more sour than honest jealousy.

It wasn't until Mr. Zhuang brought the grilled squid to my mouth that I came to my senses.

I gave a string to Mr. Zhuang, he subconsciously shook his head, but after thinking about it, he still took a string: "It's okay, I'll feel at ease if you eat less." ”

I was stunned and couldn't help but laugh.

He said it so bluntly, why did he buy it for me when he didn't want me to eat it? He must have sensed that I really wanted to eat it, and he couldn't bear to let me swallow dry, so he bought some to satisfy my cravings.

No one has ever held me in the palm of my hand like this, so even if my heart is sour, it will quickly be overshadowed by happiness.

The first time I ate grilled squid, it tasted good, so I ate it slowly so that I could have more aftertaste.

After Mr. Zhuang finished eating, he smashed his mouth unsatisfied: "No wonder you young people like to eat these, they taste really good." ”

You young people?

I couldn't help but raise my head and refute him, of course, in a very low voice: "Mr. Zhuang, you are also very young. ”

I don't like that he always separates himself from me, I want to be closer to him, closer to him. He doesn't look old at all, why doesn't he always think of himself as a young man when he talks about it?

He laughed, raised his hand and scraped it on my nose: "I'm a round older than you, I'm old." ”

I stared at that face in amazement for a few seconds, and I didn't know his age until I knew his age.

He wanted to take me to the mall, but I didn't want to go in, but I didn't want to be kind enough to follow up. But when he tried to buy me clothes, I didn't want them, and we ended up in front of a baby clothes store.

Seeing those little clothes, he showed a very kind smile on his face: "Xixi, let's buy some clothes for the baby." ”

He really likes children, and the yearning in his eyebrows and eyes will not deceive.

Because I don't know if the baby is a boy or a girl, we didn't buy a small dress, and the smile on the corner of his mouth has never disappeared, which is really happy.

When he's happy, I'll be happy too.

We didn't go for a late-night snack because I wasn't hungry at all. But when I got halfway there, I couldn't walk, and I didn't want to show it, but I still lost to my sore legs and feet.

I'm really useless now, I've been pampered in Mr. Zhuang's house for a month, and I can't even finish this little road.

Mr. Zhuang saw my tiredness early in the morning, and he suddenly stretched out his hands to me: "I'll carry you back." ”

There was a rush of ecstasy in my heart, but I still subconsciously shook my head.

He frowned slightly, and said another domineering word: "Carry you or hug you, choose one yourself." ”