Honestly.
The man in front of her was a stranger.
He is neither the supreme god nor the target she is trying to win over.
However, at certain moments, Rong Shang could always see some familiar shadows in him.
She couldn't say exactly what it was.
That is, I don't reject it.
But it's too far from what I like.
With a cold expression, Rong Chang put her hands in her pockets.
"Thank you, but I don't like milk tea."
She turned around, but before she could leave, the man walked up to her again.
"So, coffee? Milk? Or a soft drink? What do you like?"
He said everything he could.
The more Rong Chang listened, the more her brows furrowed.
What does he want to do?
Pursue her?
"I have a boyfriend." She lied, simply because she didn't want to get too entangled with these men.
To his surprise, Gu Xingchen simply replied casually, "Is that so?"
Do you like to drink?
"..."
"I have other things to do."
I walked past him.
Suddenly, her arm tightened, and the man grabbed her hand and pulled her back.
"I'm giving you three tickets, can't you even treat me to a meal?"
Three cards.
It's still a VIP seat.
If it were anyone else, they would have been sold at exorbitant prices long ago.
Rong Shang knew he was going to bring this up from the start. She coldly raised her eyes, just about to say how much she would pay when...
Glug glug.
I wonder whose stomach was growling with hunger.
Rong Shang turned around and glanced back.
Gu Xingchen looked embarrassed and somewhat ashamed.
Surprisingly, it was because I was hungry.
Okay.
Her expression softened somewhat.
She pulled her hand away, strode forward, and said, "Let's go, I'll treat you to dinner."
I'll settle the ticket money later, so I don't owe him a favor.
The woman walked very fast; in just a few seconds, she had already gone a long way.
At this moment, colorful lights shone down on the square, and the woman's graceful figure was reflected in the man's dark pupils.
He seemed to remember something, and his gaze softened.
Rong Shang turned around and saw him staring blankly. She frowned and said in an extremely impatient tone, "Aren't we going to eat?"
"Hurry up, I want to go home."
If she hadn't run into this person on the way, she would have been on her way to the train station by now.
With the plan failing, Rong Shang was also in a bad mood.
Later, they booked a private room for hot pot. Gu Xingchen noticed that she remained indifferent throughout the meal and didn't say a word.
He looked away, his eyelids drooping, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up slightly.
Can I smoke?
The windows here are wide open, so the air is fairly well-ventilated.
It wasn't a no-smoking area, so if Gu Xingchen wanted to smoke, she only had to consider her own privacy.
When Rong Shang was asked this question, she was taken aback for a moment.
The moment she looked up, the man was smiling at her.
She was stunned, and for a few seconds she forgot to answer.
When she came to her senses, Rong Chang lowered her head and said, "Your freedom."
Her attitude was cold and distant.
As the man looked at it, the smile on his lips froze for a moment.
Click.
It was the sound of a lighter.
Rong Shang didn't look at him; she just ate a few bites casually.
Sometimes, when I look up to pick up food, I can catch a glimpse of the man leaning back in his chair, his posture languid and relaxed.
With two long, slender, fair fingers holding a half-smoked cigarette, the man slightly narrowed his long eyes as he exhaled smoke, exuding a somewhat decadent air.
"..."
strangeness.
My heart suddenly clenched, and I felt a little uncomfortable.
Rong Shang tightened her grip on the chopsticks.
She suddenly placed it on the table. The man heard the sound, glanced at her, and smiled, "Isn't it good?"
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