"Don't worry, I'll send you back to the guest room first." Fang Yishui pulled down her hand, and then naturally let go, "Let's go." ”

"But what about those people?"

"They're not going to follow."

"Oh." Zuo Anning touched his nose and turned around with him, although he turned his back to the row of people behind him, he could still feel that the strange gaze of those people was glued to her and Fang Yishui's bodies.

She subconsciously accelerated the speed of her feet, and for a moment she was not careful, her left foot actually stepped on her right foot, and she was about to make "soft" contact with the ground, and her waist was suddenly grabbed from behind, because of inertia, both of them staggered forward a few steps, and after standing still, Fang Yishui straightened her body.

"Zuo Anning, you still have this kind of skill? Left foot on right foot, huh? Fang Yishui hooked his lips wickedly, and there was a light smile in his rising tail note.

Her slender hand was still on her waist, and the hot and warm touch passed through the fabric to her sensitive skin. Zuo Anning lowered his head in embarrassment, not daring to look at him, let alone letting the people behind him see his embarrassment.

"I'd better go back by myself." Realizing that the contact between the two today was beyond each other's awkward relationship, she leaned slightly to distance the two.

Fang Yishui noticed her emotional change, and pursed his lips noncommittally, "Just on the same road." ”

"Whatever you want." Zuo Anning took a deep breath and walked towards the elevator by himself, regardless of whether Fang Yishui behind him followed.

After returning to the hotel room, she sat down on the bed and recalled today's everything, she always felt awkward and contradictory about the connection between herself and Fang Yishui, but the other party had already generously stated that she would not ask for a reunion, what else was she struggling with? Doesn't that make it seem as if she cares about the relationship between the two?

"Ah...... Annoyed......" She let out a frustrated sigh and turned her back to the bed, grabbing the pillow at the head of the bed to cover her head, trying to shake off the figure of someone in her mind.

The night in Paris always comes so late and leaves so quickly. Zuo Anning always felt that his journey had not really begun, as if it was about to end.

He hadn't appeared in front of her since there was a problem with the project that day, and from this point of view, he said that he was only here for business at that time, which was probably the truth.

On the other hand, her reaction at the time seemed to be self-righteous.

Without Fang Yishui's interruption, she deliberately arranged her itinerary more compactly, and in just a few days, she walked around all the attractions that she was scheduled to go to in the next two weeks, which can be regarded as a general overview of Paris.

Zuo Anning got up from the bed, opened the curtains, it was raining outside, and he simply lay back on the bed to read.

However, just as he was about to lie down, there was a doorbell at the door.

Glancing at the time, it was clearly not room service time, she walked over with her slippers suspiciously, opened the door, revealing a slit, and glanced out, and saw Fang Yishui's spring breezy eyebrows coming over.

Fang Yishui pointed to the anti-theft chain on the door, "Open the door." ”

"What are you going to do?"

"Let's go in." The tone is very geographical.

Zuo Anning frowned, and caught a glimpse of the room attendant behind him smiling inexplicably, she pouted sheepishly, unchained the room, and pulled the door open.

Watching Fang Yishui walk in, she took a deep breath as if she was resigned to her fate, and closed the door again.

Fang Yishui looked at the environment in the guest room, saw the book she was casually resting on the bedside at a glance, turned around slightly, and asked, "Don't plan to go out?" ”

"What weather do you not know today?" Zuo Anning gave him a blank look. Standing with his hands on his chest and leaning against the wall, "Say, what do you want to do?" ”

Fang Yishui raised his eyebrows, glanced at the window where the curtain was half-opened, and bowed his head clearly, "This rain will stop soon, it's better to ......"

"Stop!" Before he could finish speaking, Zuo Anning immediately stretched out his hand and raised his hand with his palm facing outward to interrupt him, "No matter what you want to say, I just want to be alone." ”

"If you're okay, please come back, I still have to read."

"How do you solve dinner?"

Zuo Anning tilted his head in surprise, "Does it have anything to do with you?" ”

"Of course, shouldn't you treat me to a meal to celebrate my successful work?"

"I've already turned you down on the phone."

"Well, that's why I'm here."

"Whew!" She exhaled a breath of turbidity, raised her head and brushed away the few strands of hair scattered between her forehead and eyebrows, "Fang Yishui, I really don't want to have anything to do with you anymore." ”

"I know." Fang Yishui bowed slightly, with a bitter faint smile on the corner of his mouth, "But, in a foreign country, I just want to eat with you." ”

"An Ning, I haven't eaten properly for several days."

The black jade's eyes shone with a faint star, blending with the bitter smile on his lips, and he looked especially pitiful.

Zuo Anning has always been soft and not hard, and whenever he put on such a look before, she couldn't help but surrender and obey all his reasonable and unreasonable demands. This habit, Rao is now, she still can't help but soften her heart.

"Hiss......"

She was struggling with the idea of going or going, and when she heard a gentle inhalation, she couldn't help but turn her head and stare at the source of the sound suspiciously, only to see the other party hunched over, and her handsome eyebrows twisted slightly, "What are you doing?" ”

"Stomach aches." Fang Yishui gasped, straightened up, and smiled at her calmly, "It's okay, since you don't want to eat with me, then I won't eat either." ”

Why does "......" sound like she is to blame?

"I'll just lie here for a while." As he spoke, he naturally sat down on the bed and really closed his eyes and recuperated.

Zuo Anning glanced at him impatiently, turned around and picked up his coat and satchel on the coat rack in the corner, put on his coat while approaching the door, "I'm served, still not leaving?" ”

"It's raining outside."

"Hey......" she put down her satchel and took two steps closer to the bed, her impatient tone softened, "What do you want?" ”

Fang Yishui knew her temperament very well, and by raising her hand to rub her temples, she could block the corners of her mouth that had unconsciously upturned, "Call it up and eat, I'm a little ......"

"Uncomfortable?"

Zuo Anning saw his movements, thinking that he had a headache in addition to a stomach ache, so he subconsciously walked over, bent down and looked down at his face, when they were still together before, Fang Yishui fell into a stomach problem because of work, and she did not doubt his familiar performance.

She stretched out her hand to probe the temperature of his forehead, but she didn't see anything abnormal, and asked with concern, "Is there anything uncomfortable besides stomach pain?" ”

"No, as long as you eat with me, it will be automatically healed."

“...... Fang Yishui, are you teasing me? ”

"Don't dare, don't dare."