Zhao Huchen nodded, thought about it, and asked Yang Caiwei very seriously: "Are you really relieved that I will follow you, and you are not afraid that I will do something to you?" ”

Yang Caiwei grinned, her signature cute dimples appeared on her face, and her eyes as charming as a crescent moon were full of narrow smiles, and said, "Will you?" ”

"It's hard to say, after all, I am a man who is physically and psychologically normal, and it is inevitable to be upset in the face of a woman who looks good, has big breasts and has a big butt and a warped enough." Zhao Huchen replied very seriously.

Yang Caiwei, who was caught off guard, didn't expect Zhao Huchen to go directly to such an embarrassing point, obviously she had never experienced this kind of battle, and she said with a red face: "Pervert! After saying that, he slammed the door and fled.

Zhao Huchen was the only one left in the room, he went to take a shower first, and then lay on the bed, the location of this room was very good, the afterglow of the sunset spilled into the room through the window, laid on the bed, and the whole room was filled with a faint fragrance of sunlight,

Zhao Huchen squinted his eyes and looked at the outside world through the window, in fact, until the moment he left the train and stepped into Pearl City, he didn't expect that his life in Pearl City would start in such a way, and he accidentally got a job with a monthly salary of 5,000, and the reason was just because he caught a few pickpockets who tried to steal his things on the train and returned a mobile phone to its owner, Zhao Huchen, who was lying on the bed, suddenly felt that today's day was really a bit absurd.

It's just a coincidence, or luck, he has been hunting in the mountains since he was a child, and he understands better than too many people that if he wants to survive, he can't count on the so-called luck and fate, and he can survive until now by relying not on these ethereal things but on strength, because the beasts in the mountains and forests will not show mercy to you because you believe in God, in the mountains, the relationship between Zhao Huchen and the beast is only the relationship between the hunter and the prey, and vice versa.

Whether it is Han calligraphy and painting, whose temperament and conversation are impeccable, or Yang Caiwei, who lives in Ziyuan Villa, no matter how you look at it, these two girls are unlikely to have a relationship with ordinary girls, what is behind them? What kind of illustrious background is the family background? These questions, Zhao Huchen occasionally thinks of them in a trance, but this is definitely not the goal of his exploration, because it is not his life, and he will not feel that he will inevitably soar because of any connection with these two girls, he has his life circle, and there may be some waves because of the appearance of these two girls, but this will definitely not change him.

In the evening, there was a knock on the door, and Zhao Huchen, who was holding a book in his hand, just got up to open the door, and the door opened.

Yang Caiwei's head poked in.

"You don't mind if I come in, do you?" Yang Caiwei grinned and said.

Zhao Huchen is not the kind of person who emphasizes the so-called ** very weakly, and he doesn't seem to have the reason and confidence to emphasize this point, so he said lightly: "Knock on the door, I heard it." ”

"Are you reading?" Yang Caiwei was surprised, perhaps in her eyes, people like Zhao Huchen should be busy looking for jobs everywhere to support their families, or have found a job with a meager income, and then run back and forth every day to curry favor with their bosses in the hope of promotion.

"It's not a bad thing to recharge yourself at the right time, and I have a habit of doing it." Zhao Huchen said casually, his gaze continued to return to his book, serene and calm.

Yang Caiwei sat on the edge of the bed, blinking her eyes and looking at Zhao Huchen who was reading a book on the side to her, she suddenly found that this young man reading a book in the afterglow of the sunset was actually very tasteful, the slender fingers were very good-looking, as if they were particularly suitable for holding a book, watching the finger slowly turn the page was simply a visual enjoyment, because the side was facing Zhao Huchen, so Yang Caiwei could see the golden sunset outline of Zhao Huchen's side outline as clear as a god, After paying attention to it for a long time, Yang Caiwei had to come to a conclusion that this seemingly inconspicuous man actually belongs to the kind of very intriguing shape, just like what her mother said to her before, most men are like a popular romance novel, which is interesting at first glance, but if you read more, you will find that this kind of man is empty and pale, and some men are like those martial arts novels, full of a kind of male surname and surname, this kind of man is better than the first kind of man, but it is not durable to look and can not withstand the scrutiny of time. The real best man should be like "Tao Strategy" such as "Zizhi Tongjian" at first glance, but smart women can probably see the charm with the passage of time.

Another knock on the door woke up the two of them, who were immersed in their own worlds.

"Miss, sir, you can come out to eat, dinner is ready." Outside was Aunt Wu's voice.

"Oh, okay, just come out." Yang Caiwei's face was a little red, and she couldn't figure out what her inexplicable blush was, but in the face of Zhao Huchen's seemingly meaningful gaze, she just felt like she was sitting on pins and needles, jumped up from the bed and hurriedly ran out of the door.

Zhao Huchen put down the book and followed Yang Caiwei out.

The rooms of all the functions of this villa have a clear division of labor, from the living room to the living room, the bedroom, the utility room, the kitchen, and the dining room, which are exaggerated to a bit extravagant but are accustomed to it in Yang Caiwei's eyes.

The most fundamental difference between the rich and the poor is not that the rich can take out countless bank silver cards and gold cards in their wallets anytime and anywhere, nor do they only go out to sit in Bentley or Rolls-Royce, which can only prove the emergence of a nouveau riche rather than the real magnates, the biggest gap between the real powerful and the poor is the difference in the quality of life, maybe the poor will feel very satisfied when they eat a bowl of beef noodles for ten yuan, while the rich pursue veal as long as it is produced in the Netherlands.

Sitting at the dining table, Yang Ting didn't come back, so there were only Yang Caiwei and Zhao Huchen at the table, and Aunt Wu made dinner and went home.

To tell the truth, this meal is actually very rich in fact, there is a somewhat weird atmosphere, Yang Caiwei secretly glanced at Zhao Huchen with her eyes while eating, and when Zhao Huchen looked over, she hurriedly avoided it as if a thief was discovered, usually Zhao Huchen would quickly return his eyes to the meal, but if he didn't do this and kept staring at Yang Caiwei, this Nizi's greasy face would be visibly congested.

Absolutely lovely.

"Hey, what do you watch me do." Yang Caiwei finally couldn't help the embarrassment of being stared at, and fiercely sandwiched a piece of perch meat and muttered inadequately.

"Scientific research has proved that staring at beautiful women helps digestion and can effectively adjust the heart rate to reduce the incidence of heart disease, and can also promote blood circulation, avoid vascular disease, myocardial infarction and so on." Zhao Huchen said solemnly.

"Rhetoric!" Yang Caiwei snorted, obviously not believing it.

Zhao Huchen ate quickly, and he didn't seem to have any scruples about sitting opposite a beautiful woman, of course he didn't mean to maintain his image, and he could almost be described as a stormy cloud, but there was some inexplicable intimacy in Yang Caiwei's eyes.

"You look so similar to the old man when you eat, both are stuffed with mouths full of relish, sometimes I don't understand, are these things so delicious?" Yang Caiwei, who does not have a big appetite, was already full after eating half a bowl of rice, and she put down her chopsticks fortunately lying on the table to study Zhao Huchen carefully.

Zhao Huchen raised his eyelids and glanced at Yang Caiwei, swallowed the food, and raised a signature warm smile at the corner of his mouth, and said, "Your father is also from a poor background, right?" ”

"How do you know? My dad used to be a little teacher in the township, and then he went to the sea and went to Mingzhu City to make a fortune. Yang Caiwei blinked and said with interest.

"Because the poor don't have time to study food and self-cultivation, it's not easy to fill their stomachs." Zhao Huchen said lightly.

Yang Caiwei, who was originally full of surprise, was stunned when she heard this, and then quieted down.

She has lived a life of fine clothes and food since she was a child, and she can't imagine what it will be like to live alone after eating the last meal and not knowing where the next meal will be, a terrifying scene.

The time of the meal was not long, after eating, Yang Caiwei proposed to go out for a walk, Zhao Huchen hesitated, but did not refuse.

It was because of such a moment of hesitation that Yang Caiwei was dissatisfied, and she was still chattering when she went out: "What, obviously I hired you to be my bodyguard, and now it seems that I am accommodating you everywhere!" ”

Purple Garden can become a gathering place for the magnates of Pearl City, and its scenery is naturally not too bad, taking into account the ** between users, so the distance between villas and villas is very large, and these open spaces in the middle are enough to set up many public entertainment settings, such as parks.

To be honest, the night in the Purple Garden is not very lively, except for the occasional headlights projected between the trees and the buildings, and there are hardly any people to be seen, except for the occasional headlights projected between the trees and the buildings, and Zhao Huchen and Yang Caiwei are walking in the park not far from the villa.

In fact, Yang Caiwei is really a little nervous that Zhao Huchen, such a big man, will do something to her, a weak woman, after all, the two have only known each other for a total of only ten hours, no matter how Yang Caiwei feels about the man in front of her, the so-called good impression is absolutely impossible, she has not been a nymphomaniac to the point of falling in love with a man at first sight and not marrying him, plus the instinctive vigilance of the female surname, so Yang Caiwei is more or less restrained.

However, this kind of restraint slowly faded in a short period of time, perhaps because she saw that Zhao Huchen had no bad intentions, and perhaps because Yang Caiwei felt that Zhao Huchen was unlikely to be that kind of person.

"Hey, why are you called Zhao Huchen? I've always felt that the name was overbearing. Yang Caiwei tilted her head and asked Zhao Huchen.

"The elders started it, as for the reason, I should have just been born at that time, so I don't know, even if I know it for so long now, I'm afraid I will forget it." Zhao Huchen chuckled.

Yang Caiwei couldn't help but roll her eyes when she heard this paradox, and snorted: "If you don't want to say it, forget it, I don't know how many people are crying and shouting to introduce their names to this girl!" ”

"I know where your name comes from. The Book of Poetry is right? Zhao Huchen smiled.

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