The seafood here is grilled.

Xia Zimeng has been black-faced, if it weren't for the hunger, if it wasn't for the fact that it was inconvenient to be on the beach. She wanted to kick him and leave.

There are pages and pages of these menus. I'm hungry, but I can't muster my appetite. Then he put it on the table like a tantrum and didn't look at it. only glanced at Qiao Yimo, as if telling him that you should look at it.

Qiao Yimo kept looking at her quietly, not letting go of every expression on her face. It's so cute!

It turns out that women can be so cute?! Like a child.

It's nightfall. The surroundings were shrouded in darkness, and the moon had peeked out of her shy face, looking down at the earth, casting a silvery white on the night.

The round light is like a dream in the dark blue night sky, and the stars have come out to join in the fun. Playfully blinking, twinkling, playfully twinkling.

Occasionally, a few waves crash on the shore, and occasionally a few gusts of wind blow. Although the winter in the port market is short, it is still a little cool at night.

Qiao Yimo took off his coat, stood up, and walked to Xia Zimeng's side to put it on her.

This time she didn't resist, but she still didn't give him a good look.

Qiao Yimo didn't care, he saw too many women taking the initiative to give him a hug and still look in heat, this Xia Zimeng, he thought it was quite interesting.

Cocked Erlang's legs, leaned back on the chair casually, and focused on flipping through the dishes.

When he doesn't speak, he looks like he's a different person.

Although the casual dress is still that casual sitting, but that temperament, like a high emperor, makes anyone nearby feel like just a speck of dust, under his feet, inconspicuous.

The whole seafood restaurant is full of light because of his presence. And the big beauty around him, thrilling beauty, the whole beach is going to rot because of their existence.

Qiao Yimo was concentrating on placing an order, and Xia Zimeng turned his head sideways to look at a sea view outside. Although it is pitch black, you can still faintly see the coastline and the waves crashing on the shore by the moonlight.

The waiter stepped back with a look of fascination and nymphomaniac. Qiao Yimo looked at the person in front of him with deep eyes.

The woman in front of him gave him a sense of familiarity, and it grew stronger. Especially the eyes that saw her, the pointed chin she raised up.

His little angel has grown up, and it should be this age.

Sensing a blazing gaze that had been watching her, Xia Zimeng slowly turned his head and found that he had put away the presumptuousness and unruliness just now, and there was no evil look in his eyes. The deep eyes seem to be exploring something, and what are you looking forward to.

Just as he was about to take a look, the waiter brought a plate of roasted oysters.

Qiao Yimo added some ingredients, then picked up a small plate, filled one for her and handed it to her.

But Xia Zimeng put his hands on his lap, only glanced at the oyster, pouted, had no expression, and didn't move to eat.

"Don't like oysters?"

Xia Zimeng shook his head and didn't look at him.

At this time, the waiter served two more cheese bureau sea shrimps, and Xia Zimeng only looked at it again, but did not move.

"Don't like sea shrimp?" Qiao Yimo asked her again, but this time she didn't shake her head or nod.

"Don't like cheese?" Qiao Yimo wondered when he became so patient?! If usually, those women took the initiative to serve him, and they still used him to care about what others like to eat?

But why is he so willing at this moment?!

Xia Zimeng shook her head, she didn't like cheese. At this moment, Qiao Yimo's eyes seemed to light up with a touch of color, and his voice was a little hoarse,

"Do you like porridge? Shrimp porridge? ”

I saw Xia Zimeng raise his head and look at him, was silent for a second or two, and then nodded.

Qiao Yimo curled the corners of his lips and smiled, his eyes were like a pool of deep water, looking at her softly.

Xia Zimeng avoided his gaze.

Qiao Yimo beckoned the waiter to come over and ordered a bowl of seafood and shrimp porridge for Xia Zimeng.

Qiao Yimo remembers very clearly in his heart that his little angel doesn't like cheese either, and his little angel also likes to eat seafood porridge. At that time, they lived near the fishing port, where there was a lot of seafood, and he secretly took her to eat a few times when they were playing together.

The two didn't say anything more. Qiao Yimo was thinking about things, and originally wanted to continue to ask her some questions, but seeing that she didn't want to answer now, he also understood this girl's personality a little, and he didn't want to force her. Suppress the anxiety in your heart, and convince yourself that you still have to wait patiently for John's findings!

After the meal, on the way back to the car after leaving the seafood restaurant, it attracted a very high frequency of turning heads. are all amazed, how can there be such a handsome couple. It's a delight to the eye!

The car sped along the coastal road, the canopy folded. Through the glass window, Xia Zimeng looked at the silver-white sand beach outside the window.

Qiao Yimo turned his head sideways to look at her, and for some reason, he felt a burst of satisfaction in his heart.

At this moment, Xia Zimeng's thoughts have drifted into the distance, looking at the vast sea, people are also emotional, and they think of a modern poem:

If it's crying, who can imagine the tears of the sea;

If it's laughter, who can imagine the intoxication of alcohol;

Snowflakes fluttering in the sky,

Who knows who she's missing

Fallen leaves swirling everywhere,

Who knows who she's wandering for?

sunset yellow sand,

white sail autumn water,

Do you know whose memories fly in time and space?

........................................

The car slowly stopped, and it had arrived downstairs in the community where Xia Zimeng lived.

Xia Zimeng turned sideways, reached out to unbuckle the seat belt, long curly hair slid down his shoulders, the street lamp was cast into the car through the window, and through the dim light, the delicate side face that was so perfect that the painter carefully sketched it was suffocating under the light.

Qiao Yimo hooked her chin, leaned over, and was about to lower her head and kiss her. This time, Xia Zimeng was very clear-sighted, and his hands were quick to block and push, and he dodged this "attack".

Qiao Yimo raised his eyebrows, a little surprised by the speed of her reaction. Reaching out and grabbing her extended hands, she also grabbed his arm with a backhand, and her nails still dug deep into his arm muscles.

The arm was strong, the muscles were strong, and her fingertips were pinched with some pain.

Qiao Yimo frowned, looked at her hand holding her arm, and then raised her eyes to look at her. I found that she had a strong facial expression, a fierce gaze, and looked at him as if she were dead.

The meaning is obvious: if you dare to kiss me, the old lady will fight with you.

The corners of Qiao Yimo's lips gradually hooked, still with a somewhat uninhibited expression. But the eyes, the eyes were soft, and they looked at her with deep meaning.

Before he could "attack" further, he shook his hand away, then opened the car door at lightning speed and jumped out. Fly and run away to the gate of the community! Don't look back.

Qiao Yimo was stunned by her ghostly speed, but that look was still staring at her...

If passers-by are sensitive enough, they will definitely feel that in this luxury car parked on the side of the road, a pair of eyes seem to cut through time and space, through light years, all the time looking into the distance, that delicate and lovely figure!

There was an uninhibited smile on his handsome face! And a desire to conquer!

The roar of the engine sounded again, and it flew out of the street, and was gone...

In the night, the tail lights and street lights of the sports car reflect each other, and the long road is endless.

Qiao Yimo leaned back in the chair leisurely, rested his left hand on the window and gently supported his forehead, and skillfully drove the steering wheel with his right hand, speeding carelessly on the road.

He became more and more ignorant of his own mind......