Zheng Nan felt like she was facing an enemy, "My mother found me a blind date. You don't know how annoying that girl is! I even told you that I have a girlfriend and she keeps pestering me all day long!"
Then Chen Youyou understood.
For Zheng Nan... this is indeed a bit of something.
"Then what should we do now? Where is she? "It's right in front!" Zheng Nan glanced carefully. The woman had no intention of leaving at all! He gritted his teeth, "Why don't you just take a rest?
Pretend to be my girlfriend?! Deal with her for me!"
Youyou agreed without much thought and said, "Don't worry, it's a trivial matter!"
Zheng Nan took a deep breath, stood up and put her hands on Chen Youyou's shoulders, "You should pretend to be more cool!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the woman standing on the roadside turned her head and saw them, and shouted: "Zheng Nan!"
Zheng Nanqing coughed, held Chen Youyou in her arms and strode up to her.
"What a coincidence, Miss Miao."
The other party looked at him blankly, then looked at the woman next to him.
"You... you..."
"Oh, let me introduce you. This is my girlfriend." Zheng Nan's pretentious manner really sounded like that. "I told you last time that she is quite clingy, so she hasn't responded to your invitation. It's really
Feel sorry."
When he said sorry, his face showed no sign of apology at all.
Before Miao Qinghe could speak, Chen Youyou continued: "Nan Nan, is this Miss Miao the blind date you mentioned last time? She seems to be quite sensible! Don't worry, she will not pester you.
of."
"Otherwise, wouldn't it be a disgrace to her father?"
Miss Miao: "..."
How can people answer this?
Her face looked a little ugly, and she opened her mouth in embarrassment, "I...I just happened to pass by here, I didn't expect to meet you."
"Oh! Really?" Chen Youyou smiled like a flower, "In that case, let's not disturb Miss Miao. Goodbye."
After saying that, he pulled Zheng Nan and turned around to leave.
If there is a voice that seems to be absent, it floats over: "Let me tell you, forget about a girl like Miss Miao who is reasonable, but if there is a stalker-like woman, I won't let it go easily!"
The voice was gentle, gentle and light.
But Miss Miao shivered inexplicably when she looked at Pinpin Tingting's figure.
Zheng Nan and Chen Youyou walked a long way before they separated some distance. They tugged on their collars irritably, "It's so annoying! Dealing with women is more tiring than fighting a lawsuit!"
"I think this girl is pretty good. Oh, I forgot, no matter how nice the girl is, it has nothing to do with you!"
The two were fighting and fussing.
Chen Youyou didn't notice that the phone in her bag vibrated, and there was a new message coming in.
At this moment, Si Yuan, after helping Chen Youyou clean up the house a little, went downstairs and sat in his car.
Thinking of what happened just now, he felt a little upset.
Although she had not been with Chen Youyou for a long time, this was her first time, and she seemed to be hiding something from him.
After hesitating for a long time, Si Yuan sent Chen Youyou a message and asked her if she wanted to pick it up.
But after waiting for a while, there was still no reply.
He frowned a little irritably and began to look through his circle of friends boredly.
Si Yuan's hand slid quickly, but his attention was suddenly attracted by a movement. He crossed it and then went back.
He was a wealthy daughter named Miao in the circle, whom he had only met once.
[Is our fate really not enough? The person I like so much already has a lover, should I give up silently, or continue to persevere...]
What's more important is her accompanying pictures!
Although it was just a back view, Si Yuan felt familiar at first sight. When he clicked on the larger picture and took a look, he was immediately shocked.
Isn’t this Yoyo!
The two people in the photo look very intimate, holding their arms in a harmonious way, as if they are very affectionate.
He suddenly remembered how anxious Youyou was when he left just now. Was she going to see this man?
Look at what is written in the circle of friends.
"spouse".
When did Chen Youyou become another man’s lover??
Si Yuan held the phone tightly, feeling suffocated in his heart.
With nowhere to vent, the anger seemed to be on fire.
Si Yuan threw the phone aside with a gloomy face and drove home!
As soon as I walked into the house, I received a message from Chen Youyou: Is Mr. Siyuan sending me an invitation? Do you want me to go home with you?
He paused for a moment and did not look back.
This woman...maybe still with that man right now!
He actually said he was inviting her?
...Even if it is true, shouldn't you first explain where you are and who you are with?!
Did she really think he wouldn't find out?
What did she take him for?
Si Yuan's face became even worse, and he walked faster upstairs to take a shower and go to bed.
Chen Youyou had just said goodbye to Zheng Nan. She was sitting in the car and sent a message to Si Yuan. Her eyes passed over the gift box on the passenger seat, and the corners of her raised mouth never fell.
She had seen Si Yuan pay attention to the release date of this watch before.
He will love it!
Chen Youyou waited for a while, but when she didn't get a reply, she simply put her phone away and drove directly to Siyuan's community.
Si Yuan knew nothing about it. After he came out of the shower, he looked at his phone and saw that there was nothing else except that one message.
... Just send one sentence and forget it??
He stared at the phone screen as if trying to poke a hole in the phone.
After a while, my mood reached its lowest point. I threw my phone aside, lifted the quilt and went to bed.
I don't know how much time passed, but I vaguely heard the doorbell ringing.
Si Yuan opened his eyes and sat up uncertainly.
The ringing of the doorbell persisted, and after a while it gradually faded away. He glanced at the time, got dressed and went out to open the door.
The moment the door opened, the figure outside came into view.
Si Yuan's face looked very ugly.
But looking at the woman in front of him who was as wet as a drowned rat, Si Yuan still softened his heart and quickly let her in, "How did it get like this?"
Chen Youyou pulled at the corner of his clothes pitifully, her watery eyes looking like she was about to cry.
"I didn't expect it to rain suddenly... The security in your community is so tight that you can only park your car outside. I called you... but you didn't answer."
Si Yuan pulled her inside, feeling guilty in his heart.
But thinking that she had met other men before, her tone was not soft, "Then go back first. What should I do if I catch a cold in the rain?"
Chen Youyou changed her shoes, thinking that he was just worried about her, so she got angry and said softly: "Then I'm already here, so I'll be thankful if I go back."
"Come and let me post it..."
After changing her shoes, she leaned towards Si Yuan and said coquettishly, "Look, I'm already so wet. Can you comfort me, Si Yuan?"
Although Si Yuan was angry, he couldn't help but feel soft when he saw her pitiful look.
He stretched out his hand to pull down the hand around his neck and said in a stiff voice, "Go and change clothes first."
Chen Youyou smiled, "Okay, Mr. Si."
Si Yuan randomly found a men's shirt of his for her, turned around and went to the bathroom to get a new towel. The woman in the living room had already changed her clothes and was arranging her hair.
Her fair legs are slender and straight without a trace of fat. Her wide white shirt just covers the top of her thighs, but it makes people think about her endlessly.
Siyuan's Adam's apple rolled up and down uncontrollably, and he walked over.
"Turn around and I'll wipe your hair."
As soon as he finished speaking, the woman next to the sofa sat down obediently and turned her back to him, "Actually, I didn't get caught in too much rain, and my hair isn't very wet either!"
Si Yuan hummed and wiped her hair carefully.
The hair is indeed not very wet.
Only the outermost layer was exposed to the rain. Si Yuan could clearly see a drop of water on the hair on the temples, dripping silently onto her collarbone, sliding along the smooth skin and into her shirt...