Chapter 5: Who is more handsome, me or him?
What... deliberately hooking him?
Meng Shiyi's whole body stiffened, her heart pounded, and the tips of her ears immediately felt hot.
There is a little man in my heart roaring wildly, wishing he could dig a hole and crawl into it.
To be honest, He Xilou's legs were too long and extended most of the way below.
But this person didn't think it was excessive at all. Instead, he looked at her half-jokingly.
Especially bad.
This meal was extremely painful for Meng Shiyi.
After dinner, Lu Shijie clamored to play billiards:
"I'm not convinced. Last semester, I almost won. It was just a small mistake, and I ended up having to clean the dorm for a month!"
Jiang Yue rolled his eyes: "That was the punishment you came up with yourself. You are such a weakling and have such a strong addiction to human nature."
Meng Shiyi has no objection to where to go.
She had never played billiards before, and there was a hint of curiosity in her eyes.
The billiard hall is right next door, spacious and bright, simple yet stylish.
Until the waiter bent down slightly and called "Boss" to He Xilou.
Only then did Meng Shiyi realize that this was one of He Xilou's private properties.
Inexplicably, a complex emotion surged in my heart, spreading bit by bit.
The distance between them seemed even greater than she had imagined.
Jiang Yue said: "Sister Shiyi, feel free to play and eat as you please, don't be polite, anyway, Boss He won't waste his time if he doesn't prostitute~"
Meng Shiyi looked up.
His eyes involuntarily fell on He Xilou's seductive and sexy Adam's apple.
He Xilou seemed to have noticed something, glanced at her, and said in a light tone:
"Look what? Your body won't be used for prostitution."
“…” Meng Shiyi immediately lowered her head guiltily.
When I walked into the box, there were a few boys inside, all of whom were juniors and had a good relationship with He Xilou.
A group of people were busy and lively, while Meng Shiyi sat quietly on the sofa next to them and watched the game.
In the center of the crowd, He Xilou leaned over with his golf club, his eyes dark and sharp, staring at the target ball. He looked wild, like a dormant wolf.
Meng Shiyi looked at him without blinking.
The man was wearing a black T-shirt, his collarbone was faintly visible, sexy and cool, and one could almost imagine his powerful muscles.
“Bang!”
The movements seem casual, but they are actually delicate and without any drag.
The cue ball made a surprise counterattack and accurately hit the red ball into the hole.
He Xilou stood up and said calmly, "My hands are unfamiliar."
The people around were stunned.
After a few seconds of silence, a burst of enthusiasm erupted: "Amazing! Why are you still being so modest? You can even solve this ball? You're a god!"
"Fuck, Boss He, are you still going to give us a chance to live?"
Meng Shiyi sat quietly in the corner, with her eyes slightly lowered.
He Xilou stood out in the crowd, forming a sharp contrast with her.
Meng Huaili was explaining the rules to her in a clear voice when suddenly a cell phone rang.
It's about school again.
Others laughed and joked, "Chairman Meng is such a busy man. It's so hard for him to come out and have fun."
Lu Shijie saw the worry in his eyes and said, "Old Meng, you go ahead. I'll teach Sister Shiyi."
Meng Huaili finally left with a relieved heart, rubbing Shiyi's head and saying, "I'll be leaving first then."
"Uh-huh."
Lu Shijie really taught. He sat next to Shiyi and explained the rules of billiards in detail in plain language.
Meng Shiyi was confused by what she heard.
Her mind was full of He Xiluo's every move.
He has a really good figure, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist. He is definitely a male demon. Just as Sheng Wan said: He looks very cool and very attractive...
Lu Shijie brought her a bottle of soda and asked her if she could help take pictures.
"Okay." Meng Shiyi nodded happily and turned on her phone to take a picture of him.
There were three pool tables in the box, and Lu Shijie was playing with others and narrowly won.
After he finished, he excitedly ran to look at the photos and asked, "How is it? Does it look handsome?"
Meng Shiyi carefully composed the picture, found many angles to shoot him, and praised him seriously:
"Of course he's handsome."
Then, a low and magnetic laugh came faintly, teasing her eardrums.
He Xilou had finished fighting at some point and was standing beside the sofa, glancing at her with a smile:
"Who is more handsome, me or him?"
As soon as the words fell.
Meng Shiyi was stunned.
Lu Shijie was also stunned, his eyes suddenly widened, and a sharp explosion sounded:
"Hey hey hey! He Xilou, you're being so disrespectful! You're actually comparing your looks with mine?!"
In fact, Lu Shijie's appearance is above average among ordinary people.
But if compared with He Xilou, it would be cruel.
So cruel!
Meng Shiyi subconsciously clenched her fingers, choosing to be a master of balance:
“They’re all handsome.”
He Xilou's lips curved into a smile, his eyes filled with mischief and malice, and he asked half-jokingly:
"You can only choose one."
Lu Shijie had never seen such a shameless man. He blinked at Meng Shiyi frantically, his eyes full of expectation and pleading.
Meng Shiyi lowered her head guiltily, her voice very soft, each word floating more than the last:
"Brother Shijie...right."
"Okay, sister, you have good taste!" Lu Shijie was satisfied and ran excitedly to PK with others.
He ran away happily, but someone was not very happy.
The vision suddenly became gloomy, and the air around him became a little colder.
Meng Shiyi didn't even dare to look up at the figure.
Then, the sofa beside me suddenly sank, and a faint cold fragrance lingered at the tip of my nose.
He Xilou sat beside her and said with great interest: "You need to see an ophthalmologist."
“…” Everyone knew it was just a joke, so why did he take it seriously?
Meng Shiyi was silent for a moment, then explained softly, "He brought me a bottle of soda."
He also patiently explained the rules to her.
I can't really ignore the expectation in Lu Shijie's eyes.
Moreover, Shiyi could feel that Lu Shijie truly treated her as his sister, and he truly loved her and treated her well.
He Xilou joked, "You're so easy to please. I can steal your heart with just a bottle of drink."
The tone was inexplicably sour.
After saying that, He Xilou stood up and said indifferently, "I'm leaving."
Meng Shiyi was afraid that he was really unhappy, so she quickly asked in a low voice: "Where are you going?"
The man said, "Wait."
Meng Shiyi didn't say anything else.
She looked down at the tips of her white shoes in a daze.
As soon as He Xiluo left, she suddenly felt that this place had become boring and dull, and there was no interest at all.
She sat on the sofa and waited for a long time, but no one came back.
Just as she was daydreaming, a bony hand suddenly came into her sight.
He Xilou held the glass in one hand and shook it in front of her.
Rose Jasmine Iced Tea, with its light blue and purple gradient, carries a subtle fragrance. Light filters through the glass, creating beautiful, dreamy reflections.
Meng Shiyi woke up as if from a dream and looked up obediently: "Is it for me?"
He Xilou said "hmm": "Who else should I give it to?"
The boys playing billiards not far away were stunned, their eyes widening instantly, as if they saw the sun rising from the west:
"Brother Lou, are you serious? You actually gave someone the drink you mixed yourself?"
"Fuck! I've been craving this for ages, but I never got to drink it. This is Xilou's original 'Midsummer Night's Dream'. What a waste of money..."
Meng Shiyi keenly grasped the key information and was somewhat incredulous:
"Did you mix it yourself?"
He Xilou said lazily, "Yes, no one else has tried it. Try it."
Meng Shiyi quickly took the glass with both hands and looked at the colorful butterfly decoration on the rim of the glass.
A trace of surprise grew in my heart, as if a cluster of fireworks were exploding, the throbbing spread throughout my body, and the heartbeat was deafening.
A Midsummer Night's Dream.
Very nice name, really beautiful.
Meng Shiyi lowered her head and took a sip.
It has a refreshing jasmine and rose flavor, sour and sweet, with a delicate and unique taste.
Suddenly, He Xilou leaned towards her, closing the distance between them and almost blocking out the bright light from the billiard hall.
He looked at her with his dark and deep eyes and asked:
"Do you like it?"
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