I paused for a moment and stammered back, "You, aren't you taking me somewhere?" ”

Coming out of the hotel just now, Liu Qingyun kept walking along the street, without looking at me, turned around on the way and stuffed the bag into my arms and continued to leave, I thought she had also searched the nearby restaurants and wanted to go somewhere.

"No, I don't know where to go, just walk around." Liu Qingyun tilted her head and pulled out her mobile phone from my arms, "If you don't know where to go, I'll look for it and see what food is nearby." ”

I hurriedly took out my mobile phone: "I've looked for it, that, there is a crayfish, a hot pot, and a Sichuan restaurant near here, all of which look pretty good." ”

When she saw that I had done my homework, a smile suddenly appeared on her face, which had been a little careless just now.

"Sichuan cuisine is too spicy, crayfish allergies, hot pot acne, you are really good at picking places."

As soon as she said this, I was even more at a loss, I didn't know how to respond, I picked up Xia Wan and Gao Wen before, and I heard them talk about a lot of delicious places, but I haven't been there once, and I have long forgotten the specific location of those places in their mouths.

I tried hard to find a delicious and light restaurant from my memory, but the memory of steamed sea bass suddenly came back, and I couldn't think of where else to go.

"Forget it, who made me talk so well, if I have acne, I will have acne, I will sacrifice my life to accompany the gentleman." With that, Liu Qingyun threw the phone back into her bag and pulled the bag out of my arms, "Lead the way, Mr. Zheng." ”

Me: "Huh? After a while, I saw Liu Qingyun looking at me helplessly, and I realized that she had decided to eat hot pot.

Although in the summer evening, I have experienced this kind of "are you angry?" "I don't" "What do you want to eat?" "Casually" ignorant feeling, but Summer Night is always impatient, and never seriously tells me what she wants.

If I guess wrong and do wrong, then sleeping on the couch and cold war are almost all lighter punishments.

But Liu Qingjun is not.

She clearly showed her joys, sorrows, and sorrows, even if I couldn't figure it out, and could only follow her like a fart, waiting for her to respond to me, I could still feel that her little temperament, her little tricks, and her lack of clarity were all relaxed, and even she was suddenly happy for some reason now.

Even her carelessness just now made me feel a little uneasy, and I felt that she seemed to be about to quarrel with me in the next second.

But she still smiled, and even gave me a staircase in an attitude that seemed to embarrass me.

I don't know how to respond to such an attitude, everything can only be done by instinct.

However, I now know very well that Liu Qingjun is special to me. The difference between her and Ling Guoguo is that there is a Feng Yifei between Ling Guoguo and me, and I know very well that Ling Guoguo and I will not have any results.

From the very beginning, I knew that compared to the flight attendant Xia Wan, who only graduated from secondary school, Liu Qingyun didn't know how many times dazzling.

Xia Wan tried his best to gain a firm foothold in the current airline, after all, there are many graduates of the undergraduate flight attendant major every year, and the only advantage of Xia Gala is to have a beautiful face.

But Liu Qingyun, from his education to his work, is all at the top of the pyramid.

I originally thought that Liu Qingyun was unattainable, but the graceful and joyful appearance of the Lingxiao flower on me is still vivid, where can I still maintain my previous mentality and regard Liu Qingyun as a goddess on top.

It was still early, so I booked a table on my mobile phone and walked over with Liu Qingyun.

Along the way, Liu Qingyun didn't speak, but she was still in a very good mood.

I remembered that I had talked to her before and turned to fight with Ling Guoguo, and I was really a little guilty, so I didn't dare to take the initiative to speak.

I probably won't have a chance to know what kind of reply Liu Qingyun wanted to get that night, after all, sometimes some things just happened at that time, and if you miss it, you miss it.

I still ordered the mandarin duck pot, so as not to make Liu Qingyun unable to eat spicy, after all, she lives in Shanghai and usually has a light mouth.

That day in the coffee shop, Liu Qingjun also ordered an extremely sweet cheesecake.

I didn't make any decisions about anything else, I just gave the menu to Liu Qingyun.

He didn't be polite to me, and I rowed several dishes along the way that she probably wanted to eat, and I didn't remind her if the two of them could finish these dishes.

At the end, he beckoned to the waiter, "Another dozen beers." ”

"Aren't you afraid of acne?" I'm a little confused.

Liu Qingyun just smiled and didn't answer me.

I don't know why, it's easy for the two of us to sit together and talk about work, forgetting who opened the mouth first, and in the end, almost all of them are me unilaterally explaining technical issues to her, regardless of whether she can understand it or not.

After all, it's not the same major, and Liu Qingyun is also a little foggy, but she didn't stop me, just listened carefully, and asked me if she didn't understand.

I drank a few cans of beer, and I couldn't help but feel a little fluttery, remembering that many technical problems were like divine help, and suddenly I thought of a solution that I could try, and I couldn't help but take out my phone and take notes.

Liu Qingyun didn't blame me for not concentrating on eating with her, I kept soaking hairy belly beef in a spicy pot, forgetting about acne and everything 108,000 miles away, and pouring beer for myself, looking very happy.

In the end, we both drank a lot, and I got a lot of money, and I couldn't help but be even happier.

I was full of wine and food, I was still awake, and I helped Liu Qingyun to take a taxi, but she was drowsy.

The only thing I am glad about is that she didn't show any intention of throwing up, but just got sleepy, which made me feel that she was really easy to take care of.

There were a lot of messages on WeChat, but I ignored them, and I only remembered that I had to send Liu Qingyun back first.

I almost half-hugged her and got her into the room, she slept too deeply, and the lady on duty at the front desk just now saw us with a clear face, so that although I was a little drowsy, I also knew that I was ashamed.

I didn't lift the quilt, and threw Liu Qingyun directly on the bed, but I still remembered to help her undress in a daze.

I still remember that I tried my best to control myself, but I just took off Liu Qingyun's shoes, and took off Liu Qingyun's little coat on her skirt.

She wore the same style of dress today as yesterday, but the style was different, probably because she was afraid that it would be cold at night, so she wore a fine sand coat.

The baggy neckline was skewed down by friction, revealing large patches of snow-white skin, almost the same as the day before yesterday when she was ripped open by the summer evening.

I don't know when the underwear tie on the back of her neck was loosened, and after I dropped her on the bed, it landed on the shoulder, and I could see the thin red marks strangled by the strap at a glance.

It's also like those red marks on Xia Wan's body, only shallower and thinner.