"Are you shy?" Old Deng asked.
Han Yue lowered her head: "Yes, I feel really embarrassed."
Without warning, Lao Deng let go, and the clothes Han Yue was covering her hands instantly fell to the ground.
She quickly picked it up: "Old Deng, you didn't even say anything first."
Before Han Yue could finish her sentence, Old Deng let go of her. She thought that maybe she would get used to it after holding hands a few more times.
A woman is a girl until she dies; walking down the street, she can still be moved by seeing elderly people with white hair holding hands and strolling.
Since we're no longer holding hands, there's no need to say anything more.
"At our age, we just want to be comfortable with each other. It seems we can't be like the younger generation," Old Deng sighed softly.
The two of them went to the table tennis equipment area, where a staff member came over to introduce the equipment.
Old Deng smiled and said, "Let me take a look at it myself first, and I'll ask you if I don't understand anything."
"Okay, I'm over there." The waiter pointed to a spot.
Old Deng could tell what was good and what was bad at a glance.
He knows even more than the waiters.
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Fu Jingchen's company.
Zhou Luo is here again.
In the morning, she bought some more things, including several large bags of chocolate from a chocolate factory in Tiancheng, which she will take back to her hometown tomorrow to distribute to the children in the village.
"Jing Chen." Zhou Luo opened the door directly.
Fu Jingchen and Zhou Luo have been getting along quite well these past two days. When the woman came over directly, Fu Jingchen didn't say anything to her.
"Have you bought everything?" the man asked.
"Yeah, Jingchen, I'm so excited." Zhou Luo walked behind Fu Jingchen, leaned on his shoulder, and said with a smile.
Fu Jingchen took Zhou Luo's hand and pulled her forward, sitting her on his lap: "It's so much better if she doesn't cause trouble or make a fuss."
“You were like you were possessed those few days,” Fu Jingchen brought up the old story again.
"My emotions are unstable during my period, so I won't mention unhappy things when I'm happy." Zhou Luo was afraid that Fu Jingchen would get angry again if she kept talking.
Zhou Luo's fingers rubbed against Fu Jingchen's chest.
Before long, Fu Jingchen was aroused.
He held Zhou Luo by the waist, lifted him up, and placed him on the desk, then locked the office door from the inside.
Upon hearing the "click" sound, a mischievous glint appeared in Zhou Luo's eyes.
When Fu Jingchen returned to his seat, she hooked her arms around his neck and asked, "Want to try it once?"
"Didn't you want to come here?" Fu Jingchen retorted.
"I didn't mean to, I was just touching it for fun." Zhou Luo deliberately refused to give it to Fu Jingchen.
The man pinched her... "I couldn't control myself, it's too late."
He grabbed Zhou Luo by the collar and pulled him in front of him.
The two people's noses touched.
"Luo Luo, give it to me."
The deep voice was captivating and seductive. Zhou Luo had only intended to keep the man in suspense, but after hearing what he said, her blood seemed to boil.
"Okay," she said breathlessly.
Fu Jingchen covered her mouth: "Keep your voice down."
Fearing someone might knock on the door, the man decided to finish quickly.
As he pulled up her skirt, he deliberately patted her back: "No wonder you came to me, you were so thirsty, you couldn't wait until night."
"No, that's not true," Zhou Luo denied.
"I was just kidding. I'm full. Can I go home now? Let me focus on my work. I won't be at the company tomorrow; I still have some things to finish," Fu Jingchen said, straightening his clothes.
"Yes, sir." Zhou Luo obediently walked out of the office.
To avoid revealing that she and Fu Jingchen had just made love, she pulled her bangs down, lowered her head, and covered the flush on her cheeks.
Zhou Luo was in a great mood after having a meal.
I made plans to go shopping with a friend this afternoon.
Commercial street in the city center.
Zhou Luo and Zhao Rong each held a cup of coffee in their hands.
If it was Ye Jianming's coffee shop that Rong Bing bought, she would have gone out to eat and wouldn't have run into Zhou Luo.
Zhao Rong joked with Zhou Luo, "Hey, Ye Jianming is quite handsome. Fu Jingchen should be pretty familiar with him. Why don't you introduce him to me?"
Zhou Luo almost choked on his coffee: "Ye Jianming's romantic history is very simple. I heard Fu Jingchen say that his brother introduced him to many people, but Ye Jianming rejected them all."
"Are you implying that I'm not innocent?" Zhao Rong suppressed her smile.
"What do you think? The Queen of the Sea." Zhou Shilu said truthfully.
"Everyone knows I'm the Queen of the Sea, which means there's no man I can't handle. Ye Jianming just hasn't met me yet. Once he has, things will be different." Zhao Rong said this with a hint of pride.
“Although I’m not familiar with Ye Jianming, I can’t bear to see such an innocent man ruined by you. Do you know why he’s been single all this time? His ex-girlfriend passed away. This kind of man is simply exceptional. Because of his loyalty to relationships, I can’t introduce you to him. His devotion to his ex-girlfriend makes me believe in love again.” In Zhou Luo’s eyes, Ye Jianming was even better than Fu Jingsheng.
"Hearing you say that makes me want him even more. Maybe he can put my mind at ease. I know where his coffee shop is anyway. I can come and have a cup of coffee every day. If I drink it at the shop, I can see him every day. He'll notice me soon." Zhao Rong believed she could do it on her own.
Zhou Luo put his arm around Zhao Rong's shoulder and said, "My dear sister, think it over before you speak. Apart from being innocent and having a good family background, Ye Jianming is nothing like your tall and strong ex-boyfriends. Don't you like strong men? He's so skinny."
"Preferences can change, don't try to persuade me. The more you try to persuade me, the more motivated I become." Zhao Rong's damn competitive spirit suddenly flared up.
"Whatever you want, but don't tell anyone I know." Zhou Luo knew Zhao Rong well; she loved challenges and difficulties, so the more she encouraged her, the more interested Zhao Rong would become.
"Don't worry, it has nothing to do with you. I developed feelings for coffee myself." Zhao Rong snapped her fingers.
"Luo Luo, are you nervous about taking Fu Jingchen to meet your parents tomorrow?" Zhao Rong changed the subject.
"Don't be nervous, Fu Jingchen should be the one who's nervous. My parents definitely like him. Let me tell you a secret, I already sent his picture to my parents. My dad said that this young man looks quite spirited and has the air of a refined gentleman." Zhou Luo said with a proud look.
"You didn't even tell me, good grief." Zhao Rong tickled Zhou Luo until she heard him apologize repeatedly before stopping.
Then she reminded him, "Luo Luo, don't act like that in the future. Men need to be understood."
"I can't guarantee that."
“It’s okay to have a little tantrum now and then, but it will tire men out if it happens too often. Next time you feel like getting angry, come to me, you hear me? Don’t wait until you’ve finished arguing before you come to me to complain,” Zhao Rong said seriously.
"I know, Rongrong. I didn't expect I'd get engaged before you." Zhou Luo watched as Zhao Rong went through one boyfriend after another, but she remained single.
"What's that saying again?" Zhao Rong pinched her chin with her fingers. "Oh, right, being attracted isn't love, being committed is. Do you think it's easy to get married if you have many boyfriends? On the contrary, it's difficult."
"However, I also want to settle down and don't want to waste my youth." Zhao Rong is also approaching thirty.
“That’s right, sister. I wish you meet a good man soon.” Zhou Luo said, emphasizing each word. “Don’t forget our promise.”
"Never forget."
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