Wen Zhi's height of one meter six or seven is not low, but he looks very petite in front of Shang Hexing.

It's that he's too tall.

At this moment, Shang Hexing asked her, "How much lower?" ”

Wen Wei was not sure, but said, "It's not enough." ”

"You do." He took her tie-holding hand and lifted it a little higher, climbing it over his neck and shoulder.

This was caught off guard, causing Onori's center of gravity to lose balance and fall into his arms.

This caused her natural limbs to stiffen slightly, but she was able to use her tie to go around the back of his neck in one go.

His low, deep voice fell into her ear: "Come around." ”

Wen Weaving looked up at him: "What knot?" ”

Shang Hexing: "You look at the department." ”

Wen Weaving muttered: "If I really tie a red scarf knot, will it be okay?" ”

Shang Hexing smiled at the corner of his mouth: "Do you think it's okay?" ”

Of course it won't work, Tan Lao's birthday banquet is such a grand occasion, he is dressed in a suit and leather shoes, and he looks like a red scarf knot in his tie.

In the end, Onori tied him a Windsor knot.

The knotting technique is the way she struggles to recall in her mind when her mother tied the Windsor knot for her father.

It actually succeeded in the first attempt.

Even she was surprised.

"Alright." She was a little smug and patted his bow tie gently, obviously pleased with the knot she had tied it.

Shang Hexing didn't look down at her bow tie during the whole process.

He kept staring at her, jotting down every frame of expression on her face, until she said the bow tie was tied and he looked down.

"It's very skillful." He did not hesitate to praise her.

Wen Zhi smiled brightly, smiled and smiled, and suddenly saw Shang Hexing bow his head slightly and move closer to her.

A faint fir aura enveloped Wen Weaving layer by layer, her limbs lost their instinctive consciousness for a short time, her brain was down, and she didn't dodge, watching him approach.

His gaze traced her facial features inch by inch, and the crow's black and trembling eyelashes were revealing her uneasy heart, and he stopped there, did not go further, then stood up straight, and said softly: "I'll go first, call me if I have something." ”

When Wen Weaving came back to his senses in a trance, Shang Hexing had already turned around and left.

Seeing him walk away, Wen Zhi covered his cheeks and scolded himself: "Wen Zhi, you are making a mistake again!" ”

If Shang Hexing hadn't stopped in time just now, the two would have really kissed.

She went back to the house and washed her face.

In the mirror, she naturally carves and decorates, and she has not carefully concealed her appearance during the time she has lived in the temple, and she is very comfortable.

Outside, the phone rang.

She roughly wiped her face with a towel and went out to answer the phone.

"Meng Fan." She shouted.

"Do you want to go out for a walk today?" Meng Fan on the other end of the phone said.

Wen Weaving hadn't been out of the temple for a few days, so he agreed without much hesitation: "Okay." ”

Meng Fan on the other end of the phone wanted to speak and stopped: "Weaving, I'm actually, actually ......"

"Okay?"

At this time, another man's voice suddenly came, interrupting Meng Fan's words.

Wen Zhi was still wondering what Meng Fan was going to say, but after hearing the man's voice, he suddenly understood: "Is it that your husband came to the city to look for you?" ”

Meng Fan covered the earpiece and said to the man behind him, "Rong Huaishen!" Shut up the old lady! ”

The man turned and went out.

Only then did Meng Fan let go of his hand and said to Wen Zhi on the phone: "Well, the dog man has a smart nose, and he smelled the smell and came to the villa across the city." ”

Wen Zhi couldn't help but want to laugh at Meng Fan's 'nickname' for her husband every time - dog man.

"Then you still told me to come out for a walk, do you have time?" This is the key, Wen Zhi asked.

Meng Fan said: "I don't have time in the evening, but I have in the afternoon." ”

Onori: "...... at night?" ”

Meng Fanke is an old driver, and he reacts quickly: "Night doesn't mean sleeping." ”

Wen Zhi sneered, and Meng Fan urged her: "Hurry up and pack up and leave the temple, I'll wait for you in the Artistic Conception Building." ”

Artistic conception building is a very famous restaurant on the edge of West Lake.

On the day of the first day of the city, when Wen Zhi and Meng Fan visited West Lake, they also passed by outside the Artistic Conception Building, and Meng Fan said at that time that he would eat here next time.

After hanging up the phone, Wen Ori went to change his clothes.

Before leaving the temple, she made a record of her entry and exit before leaving.

When she arrived at the artistic conception building, it was already half past eleven.

Meng Fan came down to pick her up and held her hand: "I ordered smoked duck, the characteristics of West Lake, try it later, if it's delicious, I'll vacuum mail two boxes back to Baishi to eat slowly." ”

Wen Ori asked, "Will two boxes be too much?" ”

Meng Fan: "Give a box to my parents-in-law." ”

Wen Zhi did not ridicule Meng Fan, because although Rong Huaishen's husband was unqualified, the pair of in-laws of the Rong family were qualified.

Meng Fan praised the pair of in-laws when Wen Weaving noodles, and was very attentive to her, what she wanted, she didn't have to say anything in detail, it was worth Meng Fan's visit and he also remembered to bring special products to the two elders.

The two of them held hands on the third floor of the artistic conception building.

Meng Fan deliberately booked a good location, and when he opened the carved window, he could see the West Lake, the name of the Yingjing Restaurant-Artistic Conception Building.

Since Meng Fan didn't tell Wen Zhi in advance that Rong Huaishen was also there, he was surprised when Wen Zhi came into the private room and saw that Rong Huaishen was also there.

"Why didn't you say that Mr. Rong was also there?" Wen asked in a low voice.

Meng Fan's mouth came to Wen Zhi's ear: "If he has to come, I can't stop him, so let him be, you can treat him as if he doesn't exist." ”

Wen Weaving wanted to say, how can such a big person be when he doesn't exist?

Moreover, Rong Huaishen's aura is quite similar to Shang Hexing, cold, not easy to get close to, and it is not easy to talk when you look at it.

But everyone was sitting there, Wen Zhi couldn't ignore it, and after Meng Fan pulled out a chair for her and sat down, she politely called out to the other party: "Mr. Rong." ”

Rong Huaishen looked at Wen Zhi and bowed his head: "Miss Wen, long time no see." ”

Wen Zhi smiled lightly: "I haven't seen you for a long time, I heard that Mr. Rong just returned to China recently." ”

Rong Huaishen clasped his hands in front of his abdomen, and his expression was faint: "Half a month ago." ”

The face is full of polite conversations, in fact, Wen Zhi knows everything, after all, Meng Fan is the first intelligence department.

Rong Huaishen raised his eyes and looked at Meng Fan at the pestle table: "Ordered?" ”

Meng Fan sat down and was angry with him: "I ordered it, I don't have anything you like to eat." ”

Rong Huaishen was not angry: "When you go out, you don't pay attention to taste." ”

His face was calm and refreshed, and in Meng Fan's eyes, he was a well-dressed beast like a dog, and she wanted to complain about his extravagant behavior last night.

Forget it, bear with me.

Divorce is imminent, and it will happen right away.

The waiter began to serve the dishes, and each dish would explain the origin of the dish, and after the last dish, Wen Zhi thought it was time to start, Meng Fan said to wait: "There is another friend who has not come." ”

Wen Wei asked, "Your friend?" Or is it a friend of Mr. Rong? ”

Meng Fan was a little weak-hearted, he couldn't say Liang Yin's name for a long time, Rong Huaishen beside him glanced at her, Meng Fan put a face on him: "Look at what I'm doing!" ”