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In a short period of time, Lao Zhao didn't do anything great, but he also knew a very interesting person.

Generally, Zhao Yan's interest is always the majority. That's right, Lao Zhao met a woman who made him quite sensual.

Anne Lee Sivilla, German, mixed-race, half of her blood is Chinese, so she has a nice Chinese name - Li Wenxin. She has a beautiful face that mixes Chinese and Western beauty, and her face has the three-dimensional sense of Western women, and has the softness of Eastern women, and her charm is amazing.

The acquaintance between the two seems to be a matter of course, which starts with Zhao Yanchang stationed in the library, because after soaking in the library for a long time, he will always have an impression of some people who also go to the library with him, not to mention a mixed-race beauty like Li Wenxin.

And the latter also noticed Zhao Yan, not that Zhao Yanshuai was so angry that people resented him, but because yellow-skinned faces were quite rare in Liberty University, because Li Wenxin himself involuntarily paid a slight attention to him because of his background.

A few days ago, the two sat together by chance, to be honest, they didn't pay attention to each other at first, Lao Zhao was watching the "Führer" dominate in Europe, so he was not excited, and his mouth was dry, and he subconsciously picked up the water cup on the side and took a sip.

After drinking it, it feels wrong, how is this water sweet? How is this quilt and cup a girl-exclusive pink color?

Then he saw Li Wenxin's big eyes clearly, looking at himself quietly, and the weak-hearted old Zhao laughed dryly, but he didn't know how to speak for a long time, this thing was really embarrassing.

Fortunately, Li Damei had a good heart, and did not care about Zhao Yan's faux pas, but asked: "Sir, are you Chinese?" ”

Lao Zhao nodded, and heard that Li Wenxin was actually half Chinese, and got it.

"The fellow saw the fellow with tears in his eyes!" This guy is very brazen and grabs Li Damei's weak and boneless little hand, a handful of snot and tears, and his acting skills can go to win the Golden Sour Plum Award.

The fake and exaggerated clumsy performance made Li Wenxin laugh uncontrollably, it was really a smile, a smile.

Seeing that the embarrassment was successfully resolved, Zhao Yan was relieved, and he didn't make a fool of himself.

Zhao Yan, who had regained his composure, showed his bearing, smiled and looked at Li Wenxin to introduce himself: "Zhao Yan, a native of Jiangsu, China. ”

Li Wenxin looked at Lao Zhao with scrutinizing eyes, the man in front of him was neither humble nor arrogant, not handsome or ugly, he looked very ordinary, but his eyes were very sincere, his black eyes were deep and bright, and he seemed to be hiding some little secrets. Coupled with the previous impression, it is a man who does not let her hate.

After secretly evaluating it in her heart, Li Damei said lukewarmly: "Li Wenxin is half a Hong Kong person. ”

This woman speaks without a hint of pyrotechnics, and her tone sounds cold, but it does not make people think that she is rude, as if she was born to be like this.

What impressed Zhao Yan the most was her eyes just now, looking at you quietly, but it was a little scary.

After Li Wenxin finished speaking, she no longer paid attention to Zhao Yan and began to read by herself.

The corners of Lao Zhao's mouth hooked, revealing an inexplicable smile, shook his head, and continued to "kneel and lick" his head.

The two of them are focused on their own things, as if they don't have each other's presence around, but they can feel each other, which is a wonderful feeling.

Lao Zhao still couldn't hold back, turned his head to take a look, but met with those quiet eyes, only a momentary touch, and the latter calmly looked away.

But the sharp-eyed Zhao Yan clearly noticed the panic in Li Damei's eyes, it was really interesting!

Until nightfall, the two raised their heads at the same time, glanced at each other in surprise and tacitly turned their heads to pack their things.

"Goodbye." After two voices in the same Chinese and wordless silence, the two left separately.

On the way, Zhao Yan secretly complained, what a ghost, we don't seem to know each other very well, do you want to have a tacit understanding, if you let his baby Mia know, maybe he will be jealous and jealous and hateful to kill his old Zhao alive.

Although he thought so in his heart, the rippling smile on this guy's face betrayed his heart, and it can only be said that men are really hypocritical sometimes, but Lao Zhao is a layman, but he is not immune.

On the afternoon of the next day, Zhao Yan specially chose a remote corner, probably because he didn't want the smart woman to misunderstand that he had done it deliberately. Li Wenxin is very beautiful, but Lao Zhao feels that this kind of woman is too difficult to approach, looking at her temperament is obviously not an ordinary person, his intuition tells him that he has no blessing to suffer such a woman, and he is not as relieved and comfortable as the equally beautiful Mia, and he made up his mind not to provoke anyone.

However, Tiangong is not beautiful, the familiar fragrance faintly reached the tip of Zhao Yan's nose, and subconsciously looked up, isn't the beauty opposite Li Da Beauty that he doesn't want to provoke?

What's going on?

Li Wenxin also didn't expect to run into Zhao Yan again, first suspicious, and then overturned the guess in his heart, which can only be said to be a coincidence.

"What a coincidence......" said in unison, as if it was yesterday.

The two fell into a wonderful atmosphere, is there really a natural fit and tacit understanding between a person and himself in this world?

"Well, I'd better change places." Zhao Yan took the book and wanted to retreat, and if he stayed any longer, the two of them would not be embarrassed to death.

Who thought that the woman in front of her couldn't live with common sense at all, "Let's sit together." There was a hint of unacceptable beak in the cold voice.

Lao Zhao doesn't know how many years it has been for him to feel constrained in front of a woman again, and this feeling seems to exist only in his youthful memories.

"You're not a student at Liberty University?" Li Wenxin took the lead in breaking the stiff atmosphere.

"Well, I'm a tourist to Germany." Zhao Yan responded truthfully.

"Oh, how long have you been in Berlin?"

"A month."

"You seem to have good German."

"It's okay, I've just learned."

"Then you can still read German books, it seems that you are a genius."

"It's okay, low-key, low-key."

"Hehe, I don't see where you're low-key."

"I'm low-key."

……

The conversation ranged from dry Q&A, to interaction, jokes, topics from Germany, to China, from scenery to food, and then to politics. Zhao Yan has accumulated enough knowledge because he has enough time, so he is at ease, and his words are not lacking in his own life opinions.

What surprised him was Li Wenxin, who was only in her twenties, with a thick knowledge reserve, and her vision and opinions were all first-class sharp, and it was even more rare that some of her views overlapped with his, and the more the two talked, the more they exhausted, completely forgetting the time.

"It's late." Zhao Yan still stopped the topic, and after chatting again, it was estimated that Mia would be crazy after going back, and he had almost felt the vibration of his mobile phone dozens of times.

Li Damei suddenly looked out the window, and the outside was already in a black silence.

"It's late at night." She said, with a rare hint of reluctance in her indifferent tone.

Zhao Yanwen smiled, looked at her and said, "Then go back and rest early, and fight again in the future!" He looked at her playfully.

The latter didn't want to pay attention to it, and said proudly: "Fight and fight!" I'll be afraid of you? ”

Zhao Yan got up, waved his hand in a chic manner, and finally said, "Okay, I'll wait for you, good night." ”

Li Wenxin watched Zhao Yan's back disappear behind the heavy bookshelf, and smiled lightly, with an intoxicating fragrance diffused in the elegant dust.