Candlelit dinner?

Wen Shiyu frowned, he almost forgot that there was such a thing.

"Right now." Go early and finish early.

He went back to the room to change his clothes, came out and glanced at Song Yixi, who was sleeping soundly, and pulled the blanket to cover her with an uncomfortable expression.

Stupid woman, not afraid of freezing!

Not long after Wen Shiyu left, Song Yixi woke up.

She lay on the couch for a moment, then grabbed her hair and sat up.

She just had a dream that she saw a dog's ears dangling in front of her eyes, and she couldn't control it and bit it, and then she ate a mouthful of dog hair......

Song Yixi yawned, thinking in a daze, what kind of mess this was.

"Miss Song, the young master asked you to go to him when you woke up." Wu Sen knocked on the door and came in.

Go to him?

She was stunned, "Where did Wen Shiyu go?" ”

"The young master is now having a candlelight dinner with Miss Ouyang."

“……”

Glancing at her, Wu Sen said again: "Miss Song? Are you listening? ”

Song Yixi came back to his senses and sighed, "Got it." ”

……

In the dining room where piano music is played.

Ouyang Anran pursed her lips, she looked at the handsome and picturesque man sitting at the dining table, her heart was pounding violently, and she pulled her skirt nervously, she took a deep breath, stepped forward, and called sweetly, "Brother Shiyu." ”

Wen Shiyu glanced at her and said lightly, "You're not cold?" ”

"Thank you Brother Shiyu for your concern, I'm not cold." Ouyang Anran was a little flattered, sat down, and smiled happily.

"Didn't care about you." He propped his head and said lazily, "Cover your eyes, spicy eyes." ”

He looked out of the glass window, looking impatient, when will Song Yixi's woman sleep?

Not yet!

Ouyang Anran looked down at his bandeau dress, bit his lip, and suddenly felt aggrieved, "Brother Shiyu, how can you say that about me?" ”

Wen Shiyu didn't bother to pay attention to her at all.

This idiot is not as cute as Song Yixi's bad woman!

At this time, the waiter came over to serve the food and poured red wine for the two.

The surroundings darkened, and under the candlelight, Ouyang Anran's delicate face became more and more beautiful and vivid, she took a sip of red wine, plucked up the courage and said, "There is one thing I have always wanted to tell you. ”

Raising her head and glancing at the man quickly, she confessed loudly, "Brother Shiyu, I like you!" ”

"I know." Wen Shiyu was not surprised, and spoke expressionlessly.

Is there a woman in this world who doesn't like him?

He's so good.

"But I don't like you." He didn't look up, "You give up." ”

With a suffocated breath, Ouyang Anran stood up suddenly, "Why?" ”

"You're too ugly." Wen Shiyu glanced at her and wrinkled his eyebrows.

What was she excited about, did she really think she could be worthy of him?

Ouyang Anran, who had been praised for growing up beautifully since he was a child, obviously couldn't accept this reason, and his chest rose and fell violently, "I don't believe it!" I've never seen a woman more beautiful than me next to Brother Shiyu! ”

Wen Shiyu glanced at her in surprise, "Why not, isn't Song Yixi." ”

Doesn't she have eyes?

The gap between the two is so big, she doesn't know how to be ashamed?

“……”

Glancing at her like an idiot, Wen Shiyu said as a matter of course, "Although Song Yixi's woman is a little bad, her face is one of the most beautiful in the world, don't you think so?" ”

Ouyang Anran: "??? ”