deliberate kiss

Chapter 7 You Are Planted
In the end, it was because she was Zhao Hanchen's friend that she cared so much.

Zhou Jingwei's eyes unconsciously showed a touch of sadness, but he quickly restrained himself.

His smile is lazy and gentle, every word is full of sincerity: "Miss Cheng's name is very nice."

"Thank you." Cheng Weiyue on the other end paused in embarrassment before finally thinking about the business: "By the way, Mr. Zhou, what do you like to eat? I'll order it now."

Zhou Jingwei smiled sincerely, and his voice fell on Cheng Weiyue's eardrums through the receiver of the mobile phone, lazily and magnetically, very pleasantly: "Zhao Hanshen said that Ms. Cheng loves Yipinju's dishes very much, so...does Ms. Cheng have any recommendations? "

Cheng Weiyue thought about it seriously, and then said: "The crabs in this season are very fat, does Mr. Zhou like to eat crabs?"

Zhou Jingwei has always been insensitive to crabs, which have a somewhat fishy smell.

But at this moment, the smile on his lips tended to deepen, his tone was elegant and gentle: "I like it."

Cheng Weiyue at the other end breathed a sigh of relief, and her tone was obviously much more relaxed: "Okay, then I'll order one for Mr. Zhou."

Her voice was too soft, and she pronounced the word "Mr." very cadenced.

Zhou Jingwei felt that there was a small hook hooked on his heartstrings.

He was silent for a moment, and then said calmly, "Thank you, Miss Cheng."

Cheng Weiyue smiled and said no thanks, and hung up the phone.

It happened to be a red light, Zhao Hanshen stopped the car, and looked at him with playful eyes: "Jingwei, you have come back from a trip to the country, and you are more humane, and you will say thank you."

Zhou Jingwei took off the frame on the bridge of his nose, revealing his deep and dark eyes.

His double eyelid folds are narrow and deep, and his eyes are between peach blossom eyes and phoenix eyes, cold and lazy.

He pulled the corners of his lips and smiled, looked at Zhao Hanchen, with some seriousness: "If it's because, I fell in love with Cheng Weiyue?"

The red light has turned green.

Zhao Han was stunned for a moment, until the car behind started honking, then he stepped on the accelerator and rushed out like an arrow off the string.

His phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and his smile was dull and calm: "It's just a woman. If you like it, I'll let you. It's just that Cheng Weiyue is so determined to me, I'm afraid she won't want to follow you either."

Zhou Jingwei could hear the bluntness in his tone, and could also see his pretending to be nonchalant.

This behavior is really ridiculous.

Zhao Hanchen himself may not have realized that Cheng Weiyue is different from the former Yingying Yanyan to him, and he has actually taken care of Cheng Weiyue.

But Zhou Jingwei is not a good person, so he doesn't intend to mention him.

He just smiled faintly, put the glasses that had been wiped clean with a handkerchief back on the bridge of his nose, and his demeanor became more gentle and restrained: "I don't do things that are difficult for others."

Such a sentence dispelled Zhao Hanshen's few doubts.

Zhou Jingwei is a person who has always hidden needles in the cotton and does whatever it takes. He can say this sentence so calmly, which shows that he has no intentions for Cheng Weiyue.

That's right, I only met once, so what kind of love did I get?

At this point, Zhao Hanshen let go of his vigilance, and said with a smile: "I don't know about you yet. After so many years of cleanliness and self-discipline, my relationship with cleanliness is very serious. Why should I find someone who is full of you?"

Zhou Jingwei looked down at the black dial on his wrist, the hour hand was almost turning to eight.

It was also at this point yesterday, when he made a phone call in Yulian's long corridor, he saw Cheng Weiyue for the first time.

Is it all about yourself?
Just thinking about it like this made him feel heartbroken.

He really can't be a gentleman
The Maybach stopped at the entrance of Yipinju, and Zhao Han walked in familiarly. Seeing that Zhou Jingwei did not follow, Nahan said, "Jingwei, won't you go in with me?"

"It's too stuffy in the car, I want to stand alone for a while."

If it was someone else who dared to despise Mr. Zhao's car like this, he would show the other party some color no matter what.

But Zhou Jingwei's identity is different. He is the quasi-head of the Zhou family, and the Zhou family is a wealthy family on par with the Zhao family. Even his father will not easily offend him.

Therefore, Zhao Hanshen just raised his eyebrows and said, "Then I will wait for you in the VIP box."

The night is like water.

Zhou Jingwei stood at the corner of the entrance of Yipinju, dressed in a suit and relaxed, slightly leaning against the wall, standing silently for a long time.

Autumn is here at the beginning, with coldness.

The bright lights of the street lamps on the side streamed over, and it was already a dull color.

He was biting a cigarette, holding a metal lighter with one hand, and the tungsten wire was burning. He moved the cigarette closer, exuding a lazy and unruly gesture.

A spot of scarlet was glaring in the dark, reflecting a wrist at the cuff of his suit that was exposed, so cold and white that it lost its color.

Thin rain fell from the sky and fell on him.

He didn't seem to realize it, but the cigarette was a little hard.

In fact, it was not so addictive in the first place.

But when he met three times in just two days, he lost his sense of proportion and became more and more out of control each time.

He has never been tempted in his life, maybe because he is born with a cold heart, and he doesn't have many human feelings.

Even the smile and courtesy he usually treats people is just because he knows that the world likes such a person.

What he is best at is to obtain the maximum benefit with the minimum cost.

He thought he could easily manipulate people's hearts, so this time he was hit hard, which was painful and heavy.

He was just exchanging ordinary greetings with Cheng Weiyue, and he felt sincerely happy.

Every word she said, he found it extremely cute.

He can't get any benefits from her.

But he is willing to pay any price to get close to her.

He likes Cheng Weiyue, to death.

So in such an autumn rain like silk, Zhou Jingwei heard a voice with a smile saying in his ear: "You are planted."

Zhou Jingwei, you fell
He snapped the last piece of cigarette down the middle, with a contemptuous and relieved smile on his gentle and handsome face.

If you plant it, you will plant it. After all, in this life, there should be such a time when you lose control.

As for the ending, he didn't dare to ask too much, but he didn't want to sit still.
When Zhou Jingwei walked towards Yipinju, he heard a very old Cantonese song coming from the deep street.

"A man is like the bright moon in the sky, it cannot be owned."

"But my heart is still occupied by her every moment. She is like the moon, and she still doesn't open her mouth."

The little moon on June [-]th cannot be sought, let alone possessed.

He knows it all.

Knowing that never means getting lost, letting go
The dishes were all served, Zhao Hanchen looked at Cheng Weiyue's loose hair, and asked the waiter beside him for a rubber band.

He took the initiative to tie her hair, and his low and hoarse voice fell on Cheng Weiyue's ear, with a sense of admonishment: "Jing Wei is a clean freak, he might mind if you wear your hair. Tonight's dinner, don't make any mistakes."

　The song is "Half Moon Serenade"

　　Tomorrow Lawyer Zhou will peel crabs for Little Moon

　　
　
(End of this chapter)