The two of them acted as if nothing had happened, and they looked calm.

But only Song Qingchun knew how fast his heart was beating, and only Su Zhinian knew how the blood in his body was tumbling and boiling.

Both of them waited for a moment, seeing that the other party did not mean to speak, and both wanted to alleviate the embarrassment at this time.

Song Qingchun secretly grabbed the placket of his clothes, racked his brains and thought for a long time, and finally thought of cutting the cake.

Su Zhinian stared at the mirror with light eyebrows, pondered quietly for a moment, and thought that the cake she bought hadn't eaten yet.

As if arranged in advance, the two men drew their eyes back from the window and landed on the knife and fork on the marble tabletop, and then she stretched out her left hand, and he stretched out his right hand and reached for the knife and fork together.

He and her hands touched the handle of the knife at the same time, his fingertips touched her fingertips, and the other party's body temperature with a strong electric wave instantly spread throughout the two people's bodies, and the two bodies of the electric shock at the same time, and then retracted their hands together.

Her heart was beating faster, and it seemed like her throat would pop out of her eyes at any moment.

The counterattack strategy of the Red Mansion

His blood rolled even more insolently, and even his breathing became a little rapid.

The ambiguous and strange breath became more and more intense, lingering, entangled, rippling in their unsteady breathing.

Song Qingchun subconsciously lowered his head and tugged at his clothes uneasily.

Su Zhinian lowered his eyes slightly, and secretly exhaled.

Then she raised her head, he lifted his eyelids, and looked at each other in the same rhythm, and their eyes collided again, his and hers' breaths were suffocated, and no one said the words that came to their mouths, one bit his lower lip and quickly turned his head to look out of the window, and the other fingertips trembled slightly, pretending to be calm and looking out of the window.

Far from alleviating, the awkward atmosphere intensified.

The two of them didn't even dare to move, the whole picture seemed to be frozen, and it was still for about three minutes, he and she didn't dare to turn their heads to look at each other, they just opened their mouths in unison, saying, "You ......"

Just said one word, and when they heard each other's voices, both of them closed their mouths at the same time. My waterhole is connected to the bottom of the otherworld

She stared out the window and thought, "What the hell is going on tonight?" She went to get the knife and fork, and he went to get it, and she went to see him, and he came to see her, and even when he spoke, he was all bumped into each other...... However, you can't let the atmosphere go on like this, right?

He frowned, and he also thought: If the table in this tea restaurant was not separated by wooden boards, he and her might not have so much tacit understanding to bump into each other, and then the scene would not have become so deadlocked...... Either way, it's always time to take it easy.

When her thoughts settled, his thoughts also happened to settle, and then the two of them spoke together again: "I ......"

He and she stopped again, she wanted to say you first, he wanted to say you first, there was silence for a moment, and both of them spoke again: "You ......"

It's all three times in a row, and when you speak, it's all the same content.

This time, Song Qingchun, who was about to collapse because of such an atmosphere, opened his mouth without any hesitation, and said all the words he was about to say in one breath: "That, you say it first." ”

"You'd better go first." Su Zhinian also opened his mouth and said a complete sentence.