As Su Fanxing walked out of the hotel slowly and leisurely, she wrapped her long coat tightly around her body, covering the champagne gray satin dress underneath.
Without hesitation, she walked skillfully to the corner on the right hand side of the hotel door when she went out.
Over there, there is a large surveillance blind spot with no street lights.
The sky was not so dark that one could not see one's hand in front of one's face. The black Bugatti was hidden in the darkness, filled with the lingering bright moonlight.
A familiar tall figure leaned against the car, only the spark of light at the corner of his lips was particularly conspicuous. Even though she couldn't clearly see the enchanting features hidden in the silhouette, she could automatically imagine how that person looked like he was looking impatient, but still looked downcast as he waited for her to come downstairs.
Su Fanxing pursed her lips, feeling ill-intentioned.
He tiptoed sideways, his back pressed against the wall as he slowly moved forward, intending to go around the back of the sports car and get behind Zhou Moshi.
Who would have thought that in the split second she turned around—
The man hiding in the darkness was like a swift eagle. Almost instinctively, he turned his head to look in the direction of the subtle sound behind him. At the same time, his fingertips unhesitatingly touched the coldness at his waist.
But when he caught a glimpse of the figure turning around and the long curly hair floating in the air, the tense nerves in his body instantly relaxed.
The hands on the waist loosened again.
The deep black eyes that were full of murderous intent just now now took advantage of the cover of night to reveal their extreme tenderness and doting in the darkness.
"Su Fanxing, are you a thief?" He said with a smile in his voice.
"...boring." Su Fanxing muttered in annoyance, but she didn't stop moving and threw herself straight onto Zhou Moshi's broad back.
Zhou Moshi took advantage of the situation and carried her on his back, letting Su Fanxing pull his ears and complaining softly, "I can't even scare you, it's really boring."
Hearing this, the man closed his eyelashes without comment.
Her delicate ankles were draped around his waist, swinging wantonly, and he easily held them with one hand.
The fingers circled around it.
"Well, there have been at least eighty people like you who have sneakily tried to kill me. If I hadn't discovered you just once, you wouldn't be able to see me now." Zhou Moshi spoke in a relaxed tone, as if he was talking about something very ordinary.
But it sounded strangely harsh to Su Fanxing's ears.
The arm around Zhou Moshi's neck suddenly tightened, and she pressed her face against Zhou Moshi's back, feeling a sour feeling in her heart.
She thought of Zhou Mo's reaction when she touched his head before.
Looking back now, this was just his subconscious stress response.
What kind of experience must a person have gone through to be like this, not even having the basic trust to let others pat him on the head?
In fact, from the post she saw last time, she could imagine the life Zhou Moshi had lived on the edge of a knife, which was not at the same level as her little fights in the Su family.
But now that she heard it from his mouth, she still couldn't help but wonder what this person had been through.
She was in a state of anxiety and waited until she reached the restaurant, but her mood did not ease at all.
The person involved, Zhou Moshi, had no feeling at all when the past events were mentioned. Instead, he naturally pulled out a chair for Su Fanxing and sat down on the left.
Other couples are used to sitting face to face when dining, but Zhou Mo Shi did not follow the rules this time. He really enjoyed the intimacy of sitting side by side with her and dining.
"Fanxing, what do you want to eat? Steak or pasta?" He flipped through the menu, turned his head patiently, and asked in a low voice.
Su Fanxing was startled by his close proximity, almost biting her ear. She subconsciously turned her head and met Zhou Moshi's slightly narrowed eyes. The two of them were very close to each other and their eyes met.
Only then did she realize that there were two empty seats across from them, which looked very strange. She reached out and nudged the man who was squeezed next to her and looking at the menu.
Her dark eyes flickered slightly: "Have you made plans with other guests?"
Zhou Moshi tapped the table with his fingertips, raised his eyebrows slightly, and leaned to the left, pressing closer to her soft body.
"I just cling to you."
“…”
Su Fanxing felt that all the sadness she had shed along the way had been wasted.
She wanted to say something, but when she glanced sideways at the elegant and casual movements of the man beside her, the words choked in her throat and her dark eyes trembled uncontrollably.
Zhou Moshi held a pencil in his bony fingers. Without his glasses, his narrow eyelashes narrowed slightly as he looked carefully at the menu in front of him.
He ticked the boxes on the menu in a casual manner, looking so dignified and elegant as if he was signing a contract.
At the end, he did not forget to look back and look at her: "Some of the dishes are a bit spicy, can you eat them?"
"It's okay, at worst just drink more water—"
Su Fanxing didn't want to appear too pretentious in front of this man. After all, not all dishes were spicy. At worst, she could just not eat them.
It’s not early now, it’s already past dinner time.
The restaurant was not crowded, so the food came out quickly. In less than half an hour, a fragrant boiled fish was served.
Su Fanxing has been eating bland diet food for almost half a month, how could she resist the temptation of such heavy oil and salt?
Plus, she is a typical lover of both food and fun, so even though she can't eat spicy food at all, she still couldn't help but pick up her chopsticks.
After picking up a small piece of fish fillet, she hesitated for a long time, rinsed it with clean water a few times, and then took a small bite carefully.
"..." Almost instantly, her tongue seemed to be wrapped in a ball of blazing flames.
The burning pain ran like an electric current, like countless tiny needles stimulating Su Fanxing's nerve endings.
"Yogurt..." She grabbed Zhou Moshi's arm and couldn't even speak complete words.
Zhou Moshi understood and tore open the yogurt package beside her and handed it to Su Fanxing, with a rare gentle smile in his eyes.
She gulped down the yogurt for a long time before she came to her senses.
On the other hand, when he looked at Zhou Mo in front of him, he calmly picked up a piece of greasy fish fillet, put it between his thin lips, and swallowed it easily without even frowning.
She felt as if the spicy taste was still lingering on the tip of her tongue. She waved her hands in front of her face, her face wrinkled: "Aren't you from Beijing? How can you eat so much spicy food——"
"Spicy taste is painful, I'm not afraid of pain." Zhou Moshi said lightly. Seeing that her bottle of yogurt was empty, he picked up a box and placed it in front of her.
Su Fanxing curled her lips.
Well, this man was indirectly calling her a spoiled child.
After drinking three bottles of yogurt in a row, she finally recovered a little.
Just then, the waiter brought another plate of shredded potatoes. She silently turned the table and moved the dangerous pot of boiled fish a little further away.
If you drink too much yogurt, you will always have to go to the toilet.
Unfortunately, there was no bathroom in the restaurant's private room, so she greeted them and prepared to go in herself.
Unexpectedly, as soon as she stood up, Zhou Moshi also put down his chopsticks and said considerately, "I'll accompany you."
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