At half past six the next night, Whelan arrived at the third room of the English restaurant on time. Pushing open the door of the private room, she saw a handsome man sitting at the square table.

The handsome little guy wore a dark blue dark stripe suit. The suit top was unbuttoned, and underneath was a light gray crewneck T-shirt. He has a small modern flat head, that is, the top of the head is flat, and the head is bald all around, which looks very modern. The appearance is oval face, very fair, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a handsome face.

When the handsome little guy saw Hui Lan walk in the door, he immediately stood up and took the initiative to say, "I'm Changda, you are Miss Hui, right?" Hello! So he took the initiative to reach out.

Whelan felt that he was indeed not short, about ten centimeters taller than her; The figure is also very well-proportioned, and it seems that he has practiced something. Seeing that the other party took the initiative to stretch out his hand, Whelan also quickly stretched out his hand and replied, "I'm Whelan, hello!" As he spoke, he shook Chanda's hand.

Chanda's hands are broad and powerful, not scholarly, as if he had engaged in some kind of work or had been engaged in long-term physical exercise. This made a good impression on Whelan. She doesn't like rhetorical theorists, but prefers hands-on doers.

"Please be seated!" Chanda reached out and gestured to the chair across from the small square table. Whelan nodded in agreement, hung the satchel on the back of the chair, and sat down on the chair. Chanda then said, "I've seen your picture, and you're more beautiful than the picture. ”

"Anyone who sees me says that," Whelan doesn't deny, "but I don't know how beautiful I am, some say one out of a hundred, some say one out of a thousand, and some say one out of a thousand." She laughed, "Actually, it's just an ordinary person, not much different from other girls." ”

Hahaha, Chanda also smiled: "I agree with you, in fact, there is not much difference between being beautiful and not being beautiful. The reason why there is an industry of plastic surgery is that plastic surgery can only be done because there is not much difference between the two, and if the difference is big, it will not be able to be rectified. After a pause, "But it's just a little difference that can make a big difference." With this point, people are beautiful and pretty; Missing this point, it's an ordinary person. ”

Whelan nodded: "What you said is very reasonable, you are worthy of being a doctor of advertising, and you still have a lot of research on aesthetics." ”

"Don't praise me, I'll be proud." Chanda picked up the teapot on the table, poured a cup of tea, and placed it in front of Whelan to continue, "Beauty is alive, not dead. ”

This sentence is very new, and I have not heard anyone say it. Whelan looked at Chanda and listened very attentively to see what this doctor had to say.

"Beauty is not only related to image, but also to spirit, psychology, expression, temperament. To say that beauty is alive is to say that it is related to these four aspects. Changda seemed to be in love, so he simply took off his shirt and put it on the back of the chair, and continued, "The same beautiful person, if he is not energetic, mentally malaise, has a dull expression, and has a poor temperament, then his image beauty will be greatly reduced, and it will make people feel less beautiful; If he is energetic, mentally healthy, has a vivid expression, and has a strong temperament, then his image beauty will be even richer and make people feel too beautiful! He looked at Whelan, "Does what I mean by making sense?" ”

Whelan didn't speak, but raised his hands and clapped softly.

"My theory finally found the first bosom friend in China." Chanda said and stretched out his hand again, "Thank you very much for your understanding and support!" ”

Whelan smiled and stretched out her right hand to shake Chanda's hand. This time, Whelan felt Chanda Gali holding her hand, which seemed to convey the love he had for Whelan in his heart. Then, he began to rub Whelan's hand again, and Whelan felt the pain of squeezing the bones of his three or four fingers, and let out a soft "oops".

Chanda quickly let go: "I'm sorry, it hurts, right?" ”

"Your hands are so strong!" Whelan didn't answer directly, but praised him. This shows that Whelan did not dislike his move, but gladly accepted it.

"I always like to practice dumbbells when I'm fine in the United States, and my hand strength and arm strength are relatively large, so I have to pay special attention when shaking hands with others, because if I am not careful, the other party will be pinched." Changda said apologetically, "I thought your hand was very soft just now, so I pinched it, and accidentally pinched it hurt you, I'm really sorry, please forgive me!" ”

Whelan was not disgusted, and when he heard him say this, he immediately felt a kind of warmth, feeling that this handsome little guy was still quite good at talking, without a little twisting, always generous, and cared about other people's feelings. The weight of Whelan's love has increased a little.

"It's okay! My bones are soft, and I feel it with a little exertion, and I'm fine now. Whelan quickly explained.

"I can feel it too, your hands are so soft, each finger is like a noodle. This shouldn't have been practiced, right? You may not be able to practice if you want to, this must be innate! Chanda guessed.

"People over there say it's tofu, and when you eat too much tofu, your bones become like this." Whelan also laughed after speaking, "I don't know if there is any basis for this statement?" ”

"Huainan, the birthplace of tofu." Chanda nodded, "It's very likely that the tofu in your hometown is doing well, and you eat a lot, so it's possible." After saying that, he laughed out loud, as if he was very happy and happy.

A waiter knocked on the door and walked in and asked, "Excuse me, do you order?" ”

Chanda picked up the menu on the table and discussed with Whelan to determine each dish for the two of them, and quickly finished the order, and then ordered another bottle of British red wine. The waiter recorded the food ordered by the two people on the ordering machine, repeated it, and walked out the door.

After the waiter left, the door opened automatically because it was not closed. When Chanda saw this, he walked over and closed the door again. As he walked back, he suddenly hugged Whelan behind him, touched Whelan with both hands, and put his mouth on the back of Whelan's neck and kissed it back and forth. And whispered from time to time: "I love you so much!" ”

"Is this love?" Whelan said in her heart, "This is venting! She didn't struggle, she didn't shout, she just raised her hand and slapped Chanda's hand on the back of her hand, and then said, "Don't be too anxious, let's be disciplined!" ”

Whelan's words were not loud, but they revealed a kind of revulsion and a kind of determination.

Chanda thought about it for a while, and immediately stopped his movements, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I'm a little excited, a little rude!" With that, he sat down on the chair opposite Whelan. Then he rubbed his face with his hands embarrassedly, shook his head again, and said, "Forgive me!" I didn't control it for a while. ”

Whelan looked at Chanda and sighed and thought, what are you asking me to say? Let's turn the other cheek with you! It seems to be ungraceful. Don't stop you! You're going to get an inch. Forgive me! You're going to think I'm a bully. Suddenly, she remembered a sentence from the eldest sister, which seemed to be the most appropriate at this time. So she glanced at Chanda and said, "It's okay, I can understand these things." After a pause, he said, "However, I am sorry that you did not stand the test of a super beauty." ”