Chapter 198: Back Alley

Zhuang Yousheng, a person who looks at anyone a little bit blue-eyed, needless to say, is cold, it is simply unbearable to be in a high place, of course, there will be no such vulgar interest.

Now that he is living a leisurely life under the east fence of picking chrysanthemums, why bend his waist for five buckets of rice?

He just wanted to see the butterflies, and this was a good opportunity, so he should invite the butterflies to come and see them, and he would stop by to see the butterflies himself.

I was surrounded by a group of people just now, and I couldn't get out, and I was very bored. Those people were eager to buy one of his early morning works, but the price seemed to be a little dirty, which annoyed him even more.

One of his hearts has been thinking about butterflies here, and he has been observing butterflies walking around the gallery alone, and suddenly he sees Jason and Butterfly talking again, watching the two talk very happily, and he doesn't know what they said, and he wonders in his heart. finally found an excuse to get rid of the gang around him, so he hurriedly came to find butterflies.

Such a favor for butterflies really makes butterflies feel fortunate in three lives, embarrassing, fortunate, fortunate!

Butterfly looked at Zhuang Yousheng in a daze, and she didn't expect him to say such a thing at all, which made her heart beat a little faster and at a loss.

Zhuang Yousheng's expression remained unchanged, and then said: Don't be busy leaving, let's have a cup of coffee together, it's not too late to eat some refreshments and leave, right?

Sure enough, it was a married man, whose skin was thicker and tougher than that of ordinary young men, and ordinary spears were obviously unbreakable.

Butterfly blushed a little when he heard this, but he looked indifferent, with a calm and relaxed expression. can say this so calmly, the butterfly really admires, but I can't help but hesitate in my heart, is he a veteran of the love field?

If you don't respond with some equivalent language, you may feel like you're hurt.

Before the butterfly could make up his mind whether to politely refuse or readily agree, when he was ambiguous, Zhuang Yousheng unceremoniously pulled the butterfly and walked straight to the back of the gallery. After all, there are a lot of people here, and the butterflies are not easy to move too much, so it doesn't look good if the two of them pull each other.

In a trance, he quietly dragged him through the crowd, avoiding the eyes of the crowd, and of course leaving the gallery with a very strong artistic atmosphere and coming to the back door.

Out of the back door, it was supposed to be an alley. Very secluded alleys.

Ten steps across the street is the front yard of the people's house, although it is quite close to each other, but they are each other's heaven and earth, and there is silence. The tall camphor trees are densely shaded, standing on both sides of the alley, and it is the deciduous season, when a gust of wind passes, and the deciduous salsa flies all over the place.

Under the shade of the trees is clearly a place to relax, with a number of sun chairs. There are also two huge blue and white porcelain water tanks next to it, which are more than half a person high. When the butterfly passed by, I took the opportunity to take a look, the dark green water surface, some duckweed, which should be planted with water lilies, and also raised fish and screws, but the water lilies have not yet grown in this season.

It is very elegant here, if it rains, sit under this roof, taste tea and reverie, it is also a pleasure.

Although the butterfly is not elegant, but the interest is really some, as long as you have leisure, put down the chores at hand, you let her have an elegant place to drink a bowl of tea, she will be able to drink the feeling of soaring clouds quietly.

And her taste is very broad, she will never be willing to be lonely, and she will stuff herself out of the dust. So over the years, she has lived a beautiful and moist life, peach and willow green, all thanks to her Wei and Jin legacy.

Zhuang Yousheng brought the butterfly to Zhili, and beckoned the waiter inside to make two cups of coffee.

The butterfly sat down on a chair generously, and when she sat down, she realized that she was really tired, this high heels, this long standing, this sleepy body, which place is not a strong spiritual head?

Once it is loosened, it feels like the bones are a little sore.

Butterflies think about it, people are really old, this one doesn't sleep, and he is tired like this. It's just that I plan to go home this afternoon to catch up on sleep, and this plan seems to be about to fail. Let's pour another cup of coffee and hold on.

Zhuang Yousheng sat down on the chair opposite, and by the way, he took off the expensive blazer on his body, which was a black shirt inside.

He doesn't like to wear ties very much, he never wore a tie when they met before, and although he was wearing a suit, he also looked quite comfortable and casual. Today, I wore a very fancy tie in a serious way. Not at all like his style.

The butterfly was stunned.

He actually wore such a fancy tie.

I always thought that he just liked that kind of dark style clothes, whether it was a suit, coat or shirt, it was twilight, and the people who lined him were also unusually gloomy. Today, this tie shatters the butterfly's three views.

The butterfly laughed and said, "This tie is very, but it's beautiful."

Zhuang Yousheng shook his tie, and reached out to pull it, as if he wanted to pull it looser, maybe it was uncomfortable to get stuck in his neck.

Butterfly never understood why this man's suit had to be tied with a tie, why? Is it uncomfortable to hang around your neck here? Why exactly?

Butterfly also remembers that Dad occasionally wears a tie when he attends formal occasions, but Dad wears a completely different style, which is called local style, but Zhuang Yousheng is really a bit European and American.

Zhuang Yousheng said casually: Oh, this tie is not mine, I usually don't like ties, this tie is my nephew's, he thinks my clothes are too dark, he said that it is not good-looking, and insists that I use this tie.

Butterfly wondered in her heart, you are indeed wearing too dark, in fact, people are not old, but why are you always wearing a dark color. Honestly, although this tie is eye-catching, it is only because all your clothes are too dark, but it does have the finishing touch. It makes you look a lot more lively overall.

Butterfly suddenly felt very surprised by herself, and actually thought of the word lively. Used on Zhuang Yousheng, it is really amazing.

The butterfly said, "Your nephew has a good eye." This tie is actually quite yours.

Zhuang Yousheng looked at the butterfly suspiciously and asked: Really? You think so too? I wasn't going to use it today, but—

No, it's natural to use it, the effect is good, and you can properly consider improving this aspect in the future.

Butterfly didn't say this, but the look of approval on his face, Zhuang Yousheng should be able to detect it. Indeed, his expression was much more gentle, he crossed his hands, looked at the butterfly and said, "You have a bad face."

Butterfly smiled dryly and said, "yes, I didn't sleep well last night."

Zhuang Yousheng immediately said: You seem to have not slept well last night every time?

Butterfly was stunned for a moment, thought about it, but it was true, every time I met him, he was sloppy with lack of sleep.