Zhang Wenliu really wanted to hold the other party's slender and round ankles and hold them in the palm of his hand, but unfortunately the other party was still crying with pear blossoms and rain, if he did this, he would look too beastly.

So Zhang Wenliu pretended to take out his mobile phone to check the time, his hand slipped, and the mobile phone fell directly on the other party's thigh, bounced, and fell under the co-pilot's seat.

Song Zhixiao wanted to pick it up, but because of the angle, he didn't touch it for a long time.

Zhang Wenliu pressed directly on the other party's thigh, lowered his head, and touched the mobile phone.

He bent down, resting his head on the other's lap, his arms extended, and deliberately threw the phone farther away, then tried harder to find it.

Song Jihyo also asked stupidly, "Did you find it?" ”

"No, it's not close." Zhang Wenliu's voice was muffled, his face was buried deep in his hip skirt, and the hot air was spewed into the other party's thighs.

"Whew, finally found it." Zhang Wenliu wasted a lot of effort, picked up the phone, and deliberately pinched her leg when he got up.

There is a saying that Song Ji-hyo's long legs are really top.

Looking slender and slender, you can feel the feeling of bouncy through the hip skirt and leggings, which is different from the relaxation of middle-aged women, and it is the tightness that only women who exercise regularly have.

I have to say that women's physiques are different from men's.

Men's muscles are hard, but women's muscles are soft, and they don't have the kind of hard touch like stones.

Song Zhixiao raised his eyes and glanced at him, his pretty face flushed.

No matter how stupid and sweet she was, she understood that Zhang Wenliu did it on purpose just now, and Zhang Wenliu's face turned red at this glance, and he coughed twice to hide his embarrassment.

"It's not too early, I'll send you back to the dormitory." Zhang Wenliu lit the fire and started the "modern van", the van engine was buzzing, and the heating was blowing out of the air outlet, making the car stuffy.

Fine beads of sweat appeared on Song Zhixiao's forehead, I don't know if it was hot or nervous from the contact just now.

She lowered the window of the car, revealing a slit through which the night breeze blew in and hit her in the face, cold but comfortable.

"I don't know what your name is?" Song Jihyo asked suddenly.

Zhang Wenliu scratched his head, and said in his heart that this girl has a really bad memory, "My name is Zhang Wenliu, didn't I tell you a long time ago?" ”

"I'm talking about your real name." Song Zhixiao rolled his eyes, then shook his head again, "It doesn't matter if you don't want to say it, I'm just a nobody anyway." ”

Zhang Wenliu was depressed and wanted to jump out of the car window.

Why did he clearly tell the truth, but some people didn't believe it, so they had to say: "Jiang Hongshuo." ”

"So your name is Jiang Hongshuo? That's right, I actually lied to people about what Zhang Wenliu called, I just said how come our stick country still has such an awkward name, I almost thought you were from Chi

aSmuggled. ”

As soon as these words came out, Zhang Wenliu's impression of Song Zhixiao was greatly reduced.

"What, you have an opinion about the big foodie?"

Song Zhixiao didn't know that danger was coming, and was still chattering there: "There must be opinions, haven't you learned it in history class?" ”

"54 years ago, the big foodie country helped the north to fight us, and they all hit the capital, if it weren't for the countries on the east coast of the Pacific Ocean to come to the war, I'm afraid we would perish, and in the future, as far as the eye can see, they are all big foodies, and all rivers are snacks."

"In the face of this country that has invaded us, I don't have a good feeling at all, so I am a staunch anti-foodie!"

Song Jihyo said as he waved his small fist.

Zhang Wenliu drove Song Zhixiao and soon arrived at Ewha Girls' High School, but it was already more than 12 o'clock at night, and the school gate was closed.

"Oops, it's too late, I guess the dormitory building is also locked." Song Zhixiao sighed at the door, cursing the bald man in his heart.

"Do you have any friends or relatives who would allow you to stay overnight?"

Song Jihyo shook his head and said, "No, my hometown is in Gyeongsang-do, and during college, I didn't have a particularly good relationship with my roommates." ”

Poor people have a strong sense of self-esteem, and it is difficult for them to open up and make friends.

"Then you ......"

"I'll go to a 24H convenience store for one night." Song Zhixiao blinked and squeezed out a smile: "I'm used to it, when I used to work part-time, I often encountered this situation, and the time before dawn was very short, and it passed as soon as I closed my eyes." ”

Zhang Wenliu looked out through the glass, and the street was empty, and there was not even a ghost shadow.

He really didn't worry about a girl sleeping outside in the middle of the night, especially Song Jihyo was so beautiful, in case ......

"I have a vacant house, just renovated, you go over and stay for the night." Zhang Wenliu remembered the villa he just bought, "It was originally finely decorated, but some furniture and household appliances have not yet entered the house, except that you can't make a fire to cook, and accommodation is no problem." ”

Song Zhixiao pretended to excuse himself and said, "Huh? It won't embarrass you, right, if your girlfriend finds out, she won't be angry, right? ”

Zhang Wenliu turned his head and showed a mouthful of white teeth: "I don't have a girlfriend." Then I added in my heart that I only have a fiancée and a little lover.

With a flick of the steering wheel, he turned the van into the other lane.

On the open street, the accelerator pedal is pressed to the end, and this "modern van" emits a low roar!

It only took twenty minutes for the van to pull into the villa area.

Driving to the gate of the community, after the security guard at the gate confirmed Zhang Wenliu's identity, he pressed the remote control, and the railing slowly rose.

"It's still a high-end community, there are security guards standing guard in the middle of the night!" Song Zhixiao looked around with a curious baby, and saw that the greening of the whole community was quite good, with pavilions, rockeries, fountains, and rivers, which was simply an urban garden.

The van stopped under a three-story villa, turned off the engine, and got off.

Song Zhixiao opened the car door, a cold wind hit, and she couldn't help but shiver, it was at least minus five or six degrees outside, and her professional suit was frozen all at once.

The key is inserted into the lock hole, and with a slight twist, the villa door opens.

Zhang Wenliu pressed the switch, and the lights were bright in an instant.

After a while, Song Zhixiao adapted to the strong light, and what came into view was a large living room of more than sixty square meters, with a thick carpet on the ground, and high heels stepped on it, and the ground was silent.

Because there was no furniture, the hall seemed a little empty.

Song Zhixiao swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, the school dormitory she lived in was only more than 20 square meters, not even a third of the living room.

It was only now that she had a clear understanding of the wealth of the young man in front of her, this location, this kind of house, such a large area, without hundreds of millions of won, she couldn't take it at all!

I'm afraid that she will not be able to earn money from this living room after working honestly all her life.

If I can become his girlfriend, I should be very happy!

followed Zhang Wenliu to the second floor, a bedroom facing south, against the east wall is a hollow carved bed, full of Chinese antique charm, at a glance it is worth a lot.

Standing on the balcony of the master bedroom overlooking the school opposite.

It's just past twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, and it's pitch black outside, except for the lights on the main road in the distance.

The light in the bedroom is very sufficient, but it is soft and not dazzling, Zhang Wenliu leaned on the door frame, clasped his hands on his chest, and silently admired Song Zhixiao's exquisitely convex back.

A woman's sixth sense is generally accurate, especially a beautiful woman.

Even if they don't look back, they can feel the hot gaze of the boys.

Song Jihyo is a girl who has grown up beautiful from childhood to adulthood, and was the top of her class in junior high school, high school, and college.

Even if her clothes are not luxurious and her cosmetics are not famous brands, the pure and natural beauty that cannot be covered up by any cosmetics.

This is the confidence of natural beauty.

Song Zhixiao could naturally feel Zhang Wenliu's eyes, dripping around on himself, which was simply maddening.

Originally, she thought that the other party would be more restrained and leave, but she didn't expect that this look would be five or six minutes, and her legs were numb.