deliberate kiss

Chapter 15 The Perfect Match
The two sat waiting to meet, during which Zhou Jingwei's cell phone rang.

It's my friend Zhao Ximo.

"Jing Wei, when will you come to Yuxian Juju? I'm free recently, so I'll call Wei Tingyao, and let's have a chat."

The boss of Yuxian, Zhao Ximo, is 27 years old this year.

The three generations of Zhao's family are well-known wealthy businessmen, and Zhao Ximo has also inherited the family's business talent very well.

Zhou Jingwei glanced at Cheng Weiyue who was sitting across from him playing Match [-], rubbed his eyes and smiled a little: "I'm not free today, I'm having dinner with my friends."

It was indeed a meal, Zhao Ximo asked casually: "What do you eat? I will try it next time."

Zhou Jingwei took the chopsticks aside and soaked them in hot tea, and handed them to Cheng Weiyue after disinfection: "The braised beef noodles at the gate of Beijing."

Zhao Ximo was silent for a moment, speechless: "Lawyer Zhou, have you returned to basics?"

Zhou Jingwei ignored his nonsense and hung up the phone.

Cheng Weiyue has played more than 200 levels of Xiao Xiao Le, and the difficulty factor is a bit high. She didn't clear the level for half a day, and her energy was exhausted.

She turned off her phone, only to realize that Zhou Jingwei, who was opposite her, had been looking at her phone.

Cheng Weiyue smiled embarrassingly: "This level is a bit difficult, in fact, I'm still very good at playing matchmaker."

Zhou Jingwei just looked at her, eyes with deeply folded eyelids, the tails of the eyes were slightly raised, and the smile in his eyes was very touching.

The boss put two bowls of braised beef noodles in front of them.

"It's really delicious, Zhou Jingwei, eat more."

Zhou Jingwei's three words came out of her mouth, which was very pleasant to hear.

She eats like a little squirrel, with bulging cheeks, and she puts mouthfuls into her mouth, which contrasts sharply with her bright and charming appearance.

Zhou Jingwei picked out the beef from his own bowl and put it into Cheng Weiyue's bowl with a small spoon.

Cheng Weiyue was stunned, swallowed the noodles hastily, and was about to say something when Zhou Jingwei said flatly: "Eat more meat, you are too thin."

The tone is very similar to that of a parent teaching a child.

Cheng Weiyue didn't refuse.

After eating for a while, she raised her head, looked at the fog on Zhou Jingwei's gold-rimmed glasses, and took out a handkerchief from her small bag to him: "Your glasses are foggy."

The handkerchief was a simple sandalwood color with Sanskrit script embroidered on it.

Zhou Jingwei looked at it carefully, and seemed a little curious: "This handkerchief looks very elegant."

"It was given to me by the host when I went to the temple to burn incense." Cheng Weiyue took a sip of the noodle soup, and narrowed her eyes comfortably: "I lived with my grandma when I was young, and my grandma believed in Buddhism, so I burned incense and worshiped Buddha together. Now I also go to the temple several times a year."

"Are you a believer?" Zhou Jingwei put the handkerchief in front of his eyes, and there was a faint fragrance on it, a very special fragrance, unique to Cheng Weiyue, warm and clean.

He squinted his eyes calmly, and the arc of his eyes was shallow.

Cheng Weiyue didn't notice it, and while she was focusing on eating noodles, she replied: "It's not a believer, it's a reverence."

At this moment, a young and beautiful girl came over and greeted Cheng Weiyue: "Hello, senior sister Cheng."

Cheng Weiyue was finally willing to put down the bowl, she smiled shyly: "Hi, may I ask who you are?"

"I'm a sophomore, and I saw a photo of Senior Cheng Cheng on the forum. You are more beautiful than the photo."

When the girl said this, she blushed and looked at Zhou Jingwei who was sitting opposite Cheng Weiyue, and her voice became softer when she spoke, "Senior Cheng's boyfriend is also very handsome, you two look very good together."

"We don't..." Cheng Weiyue hurriedly wanted to explain, but Zhou Jingwei took up the conversation with a smile.

The man's gentle and noble face was already eye-catching, but now that he smiled, his lethality was astonishing. His tone was calm: "Does Weiyue have photos on the forum?"

"Of course, Sister Cheng is the school belle of our Peking University." The girl explained enthusiastically.

Cheng Weiyue's face instantly turned red up to her neck, she was too ashamed to lift her head, listening to Zhou Jingwei chatting with that elementary school girl like a kitten, with a docile and well-behaved appearance.

Zhou Jingwei took advantage of this moment to buy the bill.

He patted Cheng Weiyue's shoulder lightly, looked at her red earlobe dripping with blood, and joked a bit: "Your school girl has been gone for a long time, let's go too."

"I still have to pay"

"I've bought it," Zhou Jingwei paused, and said slowly, "You can hire me after you pay your internship salary."

After getting in the car, Zhou Jingwei played a soothing light music.

Only then did Cheng Weiyue raise her head, and explained in a low voice: "I'm not the school belle, everyone in that forum is just joking around."

Zhou Jingwei smiled, turned his face slightly to look at her: "Wei Yue, you are very beautiful."

Under his serious gaze, Cheng Weiyue couldn't say anything to refute.

She originally wanted to ask him why he didn't explain that he was not her boyfriend.

But the moment the latter started the car, he took the initiative to say: "A lot of boys were looking at you at the noodle restaurant just now. If I said that I am not your boyfriend, you might be on the confession wall tomorrow."

Cheng Weiyue burst out laughing, let go of her petty grievances, her eyebrows were like crescent moons.

Zhou Jingwei was a little obsessed with watching. When the light was red, he almost used the accelerator as the brake.

It's out of control.

It's already out of control.

Zhou Jingwei sent Cheng Weiyue to the park in front of Tinglan Hutong.

He opened the car door for her, and the latter smiled sweetly at him with a beautiful face.

She said, "Zhou Jingwei, goodbye."

It's really seductive and I don't know it.

"Goodbye, Weiyue." Her voice was a little hoarse.

The afternoon sun was bright, and Zhou Jingwei stood there watching her walk away, feeling as if a piece of his heart had been hollowed out.He took Cheng Weiyue out of his pocket and handed him a handkerchief, slowly touching the lines with his fingertips.

So lovely.

As good looking as its owner.

Must be hidden.

This small park is usually a group of elderly people playing chess and walking their dogs, but this afternoon is different.

There was a noble-looking man leaning against the car, looking at a plain handkerchief, and stood there for a long, long time.
When Zhou Jingwei put the handkerchief back into his pocket, he felt that his addiction to cigarettes was a bit off.
In a blink of an eye it is the start of school season.

In the golden autumn and September, the autumn is breezy and crisp.

Cheng Weiyue was the first to arrive at the dormitory, during which Zhao Hanshen called her and asked her to take good care of herself at school.

Cheng Weiyue waited for him to hang up the phone, then put the phone back in her pocket, and walked towards her bed with a smile on her face.

She has very little luggage, just simple sheets and bedding, a few changes of clothes and skin care products.

After she finished packing, roommate Li Die dragged the big and small bags inside.

"Fuck, why is it so heavy, I'm going to die."

Cheng Weiyue heard the voice and hurried over to help.

Li Die smiled gratefully at her, and the two little girls put her luggage on her bed together.

Li Die sat on the seat panting, unscrewed the mineral water bottle and poured it into his mouth.

(End of this chapter)