Why that look?
Zhou Qianling's mind began to stir again. Holding her face in her hands, she asked, still with a half-smile on her face, "What did you think I meant by 'technology'?"
"Cough, cough, cough, cough."
Zhou Qianling curled his lips, stood up and poured her a glass of drinking water, "What happened?"
The blush on the face of the person opposite was clearly visible when he tilted his head back to drink water.
Zhou Qianling's smile deepened.
She really had the wrong idea.
Zhou Qianling was indeed just giving pure praise at the time, well... although it was true that he was secretly seducing her.
"What do you think it is?" Zhou Qianling was determined to get to the bottom of it, but Wu Mei cut him off with a glare.
The eyes are as sharp as knives.
"You're shy." Zhou Qianling said without knowing the expression, but the other party pretended not to hear and didn't even bother to raise his head.
Not answering means acquiescence.
Of course, this was just an excuse Zhou Qianling made for himself.
Perhaps it was time for her to make her feelings known.
Take a shallow breath.
Take another puff.
"Sister, actually."
Wu Meilai paused while holding the chopsticks: the atmosphere seemed to be getting weird.
"Actually, I'm a woman..."
"Little sister."
Zhou Qianling turned his head slightly, and the aunt at the table diagonally opposite pointed at the air with her chopsticks.
"Pass the sauerkraut to me, Ann."
…
Handing her the turmeric-colored enamel basin, Zhou Qianling and Wu Meilai looked at each other in surprise.
"what do you?"
Zhou Qianling took another deep breath, and finally let out a long sigh with those eyes as clear as water.
As the ancients said, the first time is good, the second time is weak, and the third time is exhausted.
That was the third breath she took.
Pulling the corner of his mouth: "I am a woman."
Wu Meilai's mouth twitched: Should I be surprised?
During the subsequent meal, Zhou Qianling became completely obedient. She ate half a bowl of rice with great care. When she stood up to pay the bill, Wu Mei came to tell her that it had already been paid.
This was just right. Zhou Qianling bought clothes for Wu Mei under the pretext of expressing her gratitude. Unfortunately, the clothes in the town were really ugly. In the end, after choosing and choosing, she only liked a denim overalls skirt.
"This is inappropriate."
"What's inappropriate?" Zhou Qianling tilted his head slightly and looked at the person behind the curtain.
Behind the half-palm-wide gap, the woman's long hair was like a waterfall, with dark, smooth hair pouring down her chest, shoulders, neck, and arms. Occasionally, a few strands slipped into the ravines of her thin, tight-fitting gray sweater and were firmly covered by her denim skirt.
Zhou Qianling looked away and drank some mineral water. When he turned his eyes back, the curtain had been pulled tightly shut.
Wu Meilai, behind the fitting curtain, covered her face with her hands, her heart beating like a drum.
It's so hot.
In just a few seconds, she felt like she had been in the hot pot for years.
What kind of look was that? Like a hungry beast.
Why would a woman have such an expression, and when facing another woman.
When the door curtain was lifted, Wu Meilai had already changed back into her original clothes.
"How much?" Zhou Qianling asked the boss.
"Since you're from the city, it's your first time buying clothes from me. I'll give you a discount, 150."
Wu Meilai frowned, "I don't want it."
Zhou Qianling paused while scanning the code and said seriously, "I think it looks good."
"I don't need it." Wu Meilai turned around and walked out of the store.
Seeing that she was really angry, Zhou Qianling hurriedly chased after her. She held her hand, thought for a few seconds, and apologized, "I blame you for making the decision without asking, but I do think that skirt suits you. I like it very much."
She shook her hand and said coquettishly, "Just consider it a thank you gift, okay? I'll be uneasy if you don't accept it."
Seeing that there was something going on, the shop owner also came out and said casually, "Hey, little sister, I think that skirt is really beautiful. No wonder your friend insisted on buying it for you. I like it too, so I'll give it to you for 120 yuan."
Zhou Qianling didn't force Wu Mei to accept it. When she entered the store, she noticed Wu Mei staring at the dress for about two or three seconds.
"Okay, okay?"
Wu Meilai thought her coquettish voice was cute and soft, but it was too stiff, which made people laugh.
"I probably won't wear it even if I buy it."
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