"Don't get so close......"

In front of him are the man's delicate lips and jaw.

Jiang Chacha felt that if he got closer, he would kiss her face.

It's really like grinding in the ears and temples.

So she didn't dare to move, and her body tensed.

Because she had just filled the vacant seat of the other person, and Wen Huaizhi approached quietly, and the person sat in her original position.

And now that the subway arrives, the subway door is open, and there are people getting on and off the train, and when Jiang Chacha finished saying this, there happened to be a person on the train who filled the vacant seat next to them.

This person's size is a bit big, Wen Huaizhi wants to stay away from her, and it is not good to separate a little distance.

Wen Huaizhi's noble face showed an expression of "look, I'm also helpless".

Jiang Cha Cha smiled and said, OK, okay.

Back to the topic.

"What perfume? I don't have a habit of wearing perfume. ”

"The teacher has worn perfume before."

"But......" Jiang Chacha bit her lip, stopped talking, and finally spoke: "I didn't wear perfume today......"

She raised her arm and sniffed her body, but she couldn't smell anything.

Hearing her words, Wen Huaizhi smiled silently, and the color in his eyes deepened.

She was much shorter than him, and at this time she looked down slightly to sniff the movements of her arms, and from his perspective, he could see her thick eyelashes hanging slightly, down to the delicate collarbones, the snow-white shoulders under the slightly transparent sunscreen shirt, and her long black hair was gently hanging down on her chest.

The cold air in the subway car blows on the person's body from above, and the skin is cold, but at this time, Wen Huaizhi feels that his throat is dry and hot, like several ants gnawing inside.

The perfume she used to wear was a bit like the smell of rotten roses, a strong sweet fragrance, a little greasy after smelling for a long time, and people with sensitive noses would not like the smell of this inferior perfume.

Unlike last time, the scent on her body is very high-class. It feels like it really comes out of people's cold muscles and bones, with a slightly sweet and cold fragrance, which makes people want to smell it again.

But she also said that she didn't wear perfume today.

Could it be the smell of her shampoo?

Wen Huaizhi really wanted to gently hold a strand of her hair and sniff it carefully, eager to know where the fragrance came from, but he knew that he was too offended.

So the impulse was suppressed by reason.

His elegant lips smiled lightly and did not speak.

When I walked out of the subway station, I found that it was raining, and it was not small, not as the weather forecast said.

It seems that there are times when the weather forecast can be wrong.

Wen Huaizhi took her to a Japanese restaurant.

This is a kappo, walking minimalist style, walking in, she saw that there is a bar here, and a dining table, she then realized that this is an open restaurant, they sit directly in front of the kitchen, the chef cooks on the spot, and the food is served directly and closely.

You can also interact with the chef, who will explain each dish himself.

It's very advanced, and it's the first time I've seen her as a dirt dog.

When I came in, I saw all kinds of celebrities sitting at the bar to eat, two or three people talking in a low voice, and from time to time there was a low and restrained laughter, which invisibly lingered in a rich and low-key atmosphere.

It's quite b-square.

Jiang Chacha was thinking about how she would behave so that she wouldn't make a mistake and look childish.

Jiang Chacha was just about to sit down, when she saw Huai Zhi gentlemanly stretching out his hand and helping her pull out a little chair, she was stunned, and whispered "thank you" before she sat down.

Although I have been to high-end restaurants several times, Jiang Chacha still feels constrained and uncomfortable when I come to such a strange place again.

Because in her bones, she still feels that this is not the place she should be.

She is not really a vicious female partner, where can she have the money to enter and exit such a high-end restaurant?

Wen Huaizhi sat next to her.

When I am uneasy, I always subconsciously go to the familiar people around me.

She looked at him and saw that he had taken off his uniform jacket, the cuffs of his shirt tucked slightly, revealing a part of his wrist. At this time, he put one hand on the table, sitting not very upright, his posture was lazy, obviously a very casual movement, but there was a sense of dignity and relaxation infiltrated from his bones.

Coming to this kind of high-end restaurant, for him, is like drinking water and eating.

Seeing him so indifferent, Jiang Chacha didn't know why, and his irritable heart gradually settled down.

The chef soon came up, and when he saw Wen Huaizhi, he called "Young Master Wen".

Jiang Chacha sat restrained, her hands clutching the bag on her lap.

While watching them speak, she slowly complained in her heart, worthy of being the male protagonist in the heart of the second game, powerful and powerful, and everyone knows his identity.

She decided that when she was in the student union office, she would also learn from others, and call him Young Master Wen in a weird way.

Ginger Chacha's abacus snapped.

The waiter who led them in quickly smiled and said, "Young Master Wen, knowing that you have made an appointment at noon, we will hurry up and let Master Lin come back, knowing that you are most accustomed to Master Lin's craftsmanship, I hope you can have a pleasant meal." ”

Wen Huaizhi still squinted and smiled, he bowed his head slightly, and said gently: "I'm tired." ”

"Actually, there's no need to be so troublesome, but it's troublesome for Master Lin to make a trip."

The waiter continued to laugh: "Because it's Young Master Wen, this is as it should be." The boss said that the last time it was thanks to Mr. Wen, so let's treat you well. ”

Jiang Chacha looked inexplicable, what were they talking about, why couldn't she understand??

[You don't care about the affairs of the rich. 】

“…… Don't get involved in my business. ”

Jiang Chacha looked depressed, and she really didn't want to quarrel with this dog system.

The most annoying thing about the system is that whatever she is thinking, it can hear and know. It's not good at all, I don't feel like I have any privacy at all!

"You'd better give me some peace!"

After warning the system, Jiang Chacha pulled his mind back to reality.

Wen Huaizhi listened and continued to laugh without raising his eyelids. Then he raised his noble hand, and the waiter understood, and left with a smile.

The chef began to cook.

The techniques of cutting things are very high-level and detailed, and the knife is skillful.

Jiang Chacha observed for a while, looked left and right, couldn't make up his mind, and finally looked at Wen Huaizhi, came to his ear, and asked in a low voice, "Isn't there a menu?" ”

They haven't ordered yet, so why is the chef cooking himself?

Wen Huaizhi's eyes were warm smiles, his jaw also approached, and he whispered like her, "The chef here is a live play, according to today's mood, as well as the current ingredients to decide the dishes, the dishes are different every month, if the teacher has any dishes you want to eat, you can also tell the master." ”

He explained very carefully, and was not disdainful or arrogant because she didn't understand this, and he was quite patient and took care of her feelings.

Even so, Jiang Chacha blushed, she lowered her head, her face was hot, and her voice seemed to be ripe, "So that's the case, I don't know ......"

"I've never been to a place like this......"

The girl's sensitive, delicate mind seems to be easily guessed.

It was nothing more than the information gap and class gap brought about by the family environment, and when she came to this kind of place where she shouldn't be, she felt inferior, and her mind became uncontrollably sensitive.

Wen Huaizhi lowered his eyelids and looked at her gently.

"It's okay, I'll bring the teacher to come often in the future."

Other than that, he didn't say anything more, didn't mention it again, and gently skimmed the topic.

Jiang Cha Cha continued to pretend to be an innocent woman. She has her own ideas, of course she will not be inferior because of these, she can also be generous.

However, isn't such a character more in line with her identity as an ordinary female college student? It's a little more realistic, and it can also reduce the possibility of losing some of the vest.

The interior lighting is warm, and only the lights above the bar and dining table are the brightest, and the rest of the place is dark, giving it an indescribable sense of luxury.

Wen Huaizhi's coat was hung on a hanger, his eyes were down, narrow-framed glasses were on the bridge of his nose, the warm yellow light fell on his body, he had a shallow smile on his face, looking at people with a pair of affectionate eyes, Sven and abstinent, and the fragrance on his shirt was also very good, making people can't help but want to bury their heads and smell his neckline.

He always gives people a sense of warmth like jade.

They began to enjoy the food.

When the chef cooks, he occasionally interacts with them, and they respond with a smile, and the atmosphere is very good.

It's also quiet here, and when everyone talks, it's soft, low, as if the noise has been canceled automatically.

Jiang Cha Cha ate a piece of tuna sashimi, took a sip of sake, and then looked sideways out the window, and his face suddenly became sad.

There is a large floor-to-ceiling window next to it, which is usually used by guests to enjoy the night view of the city.

Can ...... now

The rain was so heavy that I could only see a dense and thick waterfall, and I couldn't see anything else, and the rain fell frantically on the window, as if it had become a frosted glass.

Jiang Cha Cha Cha's delicate brows furrowed.

No, is this sure that the weather forecast says moderate to heavy rain???

It's a rainstorm, isn't it......

It is also possible to say that it is extremely heavy rain.

It's okay, it should stop.

Jiang Chacha suddenly couldn't eat anymore, she wanted to speak and stopped, and finally looked at Wen Huaizhi beside her.

Wen Huaizhi was eating, and when he ate sashimi, he chewed and swallowed slowly, and every frame was as elegant as a painting. He eats slowly, but he doesn't look feminine at all, but makes people want to calm down, as if watching him eat is also a niche pleasure.

He chewed gracefully, and finally swallowed, and the fox eyes looked at her with a smile, "What's wrong, Sensei?" ”

Jiang Chacha came back to her senses, she stretched out her finger and pointed to the surging rain outside the window, "Look at this rain......"

Wen Huaizhi lifted his eyes, and when he saw it, he was very calm, he was like this, he was not surprised, as if everything was in his expectation.

He wiped his hands with a handkerchief, making sure every finger was clean, and he said, "It's okay, the rain should stop." ”

Hearing his words, Jiang Chacha believed it, and her frowning brows stretched a little.

But twenty minutes later.

She was all bad, and her face was dark.

Just now, her mobile phone pushed a weather message to her, and the provincial and municipal emergency management departments also sent her a message, reminding her to close the doors and windows and not go out in the next time.

It turned out that this typhoon did not go according to the predicted direction, and the impact on their city was very small, but they would never have thought that the typhoon would go crookedly and run directly towards their city.

The city is expected to face the typhoon head-on, and the wind is so strong that it can almost blow the animals away, and traffic is simply blocked.

And looking at this heavy rainstorm, it is estimated that ...... A typhoon is coming.

This broken game, it's intentional, right?!

Jiang Chacha's face darkened even more, and she would never have thought that she would be so unlucky if she wanted to break her head.

Wen Huaizhi was still sitting there, eating salmon elegantly, he continued to chew slowly, and finally saw the push from his mobile phone.

He looked at her and said regretfully, "Teacher, it seems that we can't go back." ”

Jiang Chacha was silent and smiled dryly, "Haha, yes." ”

Haha, that's a lot of fun.

There was no way, they waited at this Japanese restaurant first to see if there was a possibility that the rain would get lighter, but it was not very likely......

The last dessert, ginger chacha was not in the mood to eat, although the high-end was really high-class, but each dish was very few, pitiful, she couldn't eat enough, but she didn't dare to say it.

After eating the Japanese food, because of Wen Huaizhi's identity, a waiter came over and wanted to take them to a private room to rest.

I'm afraid I won't be able to go back tonight.

Walking in the corridor, Jiang Chacha stepped on high heels, she was holding a bag in her arms, and she was lowering her head, absent-minded.

And Wen Huaizhi stood beside her, he walked leisurely, one hand in his pocket, the other hand was holding a mobile phone and watching, the stiff suit pants hung loosely on his leather shoes, this man no matter what the details are, the temperament is Sven ascetic.

He looked at his phone, and his long legs suddenly stopped.

"Teacher."

Hearing him call her, Jiang Cha Cha turned around.

also stopped.

The man had his coat on his arm, and he walked up to her, stood still, wanted to speak to her, and had to bend slightly to her ear because he was too tall.

On a humid and sultry typhoon day, his voice was cooler than the wind blowing outside, like mints, and people's heavy heads instantly sobered up.

He seemed to be asking for her opinion, "Teacher, there happens to be a hotel next to it, can you go?" ”

His eyes looked at her with a smile.

Write slowly, because the atmosphere has to be slowly grinded to be able to write, I hope everyone is happy to read it!