The treasure in the palm of Mr. Cheng

Chapter 13 Take the initiative

Song Yao drove all the way to the familiar nightclub, but this time he still didn't arrive, so he waited for six days in a row.

"Beauty, what do you think you're doing sitting here every day? I've been watching you for days, why don't we go dance?"

Song Yao gave him a cold look, "Don't bother me."

"Beauty, why are you so indifferent! Could it be because of hurt feelings? Come to brother, brother will comfort you!"

The man's words became more and more oily, and he even wanted to put his hand on her shoulder, but Song Yao avoided it directly.

"I'm not interested in you." After Song Yao finished speaking, he turned around and took a sip of wine.

The man glanced back at the group of people at his table, his expression was a little impatient, "Just let me touch you, what's the matter? You have gold on you!"

The man saw that there was no way to achieve his goal, and he was a little out of breath when he spoke.

"Let me tell you one last time, I'm not interested in you, understand?"

The moment Song Yao turned his head and looked at him, the man felt a chill.

The man wanted to say something else, but was forced back by this look, and left directly.

Song Yao sighed helplessly, what if he really will never show up again?
Is there really no fate between them?
Song Yao kept asking himself in his heart, but he couldn't come up with an answer.

It was already past 1 o'clock in the evening, and there were many people at this time, but Song Yao felt very bored, and the loud music couldn't cheer her up.

Just as she was yawning boredly, suddenly, she saw a figure, and she felt as if she was hallucinating.

Song Yao couldn't help rubbing his eyes.

She saw the man wearing a leather jacket, black jeans, and a pair of brown leather shoes on his feet.

Obviously, this outfit would only look greasy on an ordinary man, but it was an irredeemable masculine charm on him.

Cheng Yifeng's appearance this time has sorted out his mentality, and he is no longer as nervous as when they first met.

After these days of training, he is no longer the Cheng Yifeng who is nothing, now he is the mutated Cheng Yifeng.

He still found a place not too far from Song Yao and sat down, raised his hand, and took off the sunglasses on his eye frames.

It was the first time Song Yao saw him without glasses, those deep eyes looked so charming.

"A cup of..."

"A glass of whiskey, right? I've ordered it for you in advance."

At this moment, Song Yao came over directly and handed the wine in his hand to him.

Cheng Yifeng looked up at Song Yao, did not refuse, picked up the wine glass and took a sip.

Song Yao didn't know why, every movement of this man seemed to tug at her heartstrings.

The slightly raised head reveals the perfect jaw line, the Adam's apple that rolls gently when swallowing the wine, and the hand with clear fingers when picking up the glass, there is nothing that does not make her heart flutter.

Song Yao couldn't help showing a sweet smile, she was obviously stingy in front of others, but she didn't hide her smile at all in front of him.

Cheng Yifeng took a sip of his wine, his eyes were deep, as if he didn't know what he was thinking.

It's a pity that he was thinking in his heart, the first step is to drink, the second step is to talk less, and the third step is what?

After these days of training, although he has some experience, he is still involuntary, and he is very nervous when he sees Song Yao.

Especially seeing that girl who was as cold as an iceberg in front of others and like a peach blossom in front of herself, I couldn't help but feel my heart flutter.

"Do you remember me? We met here last time." Song Yao blinked and said playfully.

Cheng Yifeng glanced at her, as if sizing her up.

Today's Song Yao is wearing a bright red suspender skirt, which wraps the beautiful curves, and the half-hidden and half-revealed is more attractive.

The slightly tied hair reveals a beautiful curve, especially when she leans forward, people can't help but pay attention.

"remember."

This was the first sentence Cheng Yifeng and Song Yao said when they met in the evening.

After Song Yao heard his voice, he felt a little excited. This was a sentence they said between them.

"I don't know your name yet. By the way, let me introduce myself first. My name is Song Yao."

Cheng Yifeng nodded, "My name is Chen Yifeng."

"Yifeng..." Song Yao whispered his name softly, and felt a throbbing in his heart when he saw the face of the person in front of him.

This man's name is just like his person, like an autumn maple leaf, whose trajectory can never be predicted.

"Your name sounds really nice." Song Yao couldn't help sighing, his eyes were already smiling like crescent moons.

"You too." Cheng Yifeng said to Song Yao seriously.

Song Yao looked at his serious eyes, but didn't know what to say, what method should she use to grasp this man?
"Chen Yifeng, do you believe in love at first sight?" Song Yao asked him pretending to be joking, but in fact he was asking what was in his heart.

Chen Yifeng nodded, "I believe."

It was precisely because he fell in love with Song Yao at first sight that he was willing to hide his true identity and come to her with another person's face.

"Then do you believe that I fell in love with you at first sight?" Song Yao smiled and leaned forward, and the breath of the two blended together.

Cheng Yifeng could even clearly smell the scent coming from her.

Cheng Yifeng was calm on the surface, but secretly his ears were red, thanks to the cover of the nightclub lights, otherwise he would have been exposed by now.

"Then how do I know whether what you said is true or not?" Cheng Yifeng asked calmly on the surface.

Song Yao suddenly stepped forward and kissed him on the cheek, Cheng Yifeng was stunned by this action.

Song Yao said coquettishly, "Then let's wait and see!"

Seeing the completely different appearance of the girl in front of him, Cheng Yifeng felt like a deer bumping his heart, but he still kept in mind the three-step truth that Cheng Yanyi taught him!
Don't move, don't talk, don't laugh.

Song Yao saw that his expression didn't change at all, except for the initial shock, he soon returned to his normal expression.

Only then did Song Yao realize that although he fell in love with the man in front of him at first sight, he didn't know any information about him.

But what she likes is this kind of hazy feeling. She is both addicted to it and afraid in her heart.

If he won't come to this nightclub again after leaving this time, will the two still have a chance to meet?

Should she ask for his contact information?
(End of this chapter)