lure her into deep

Zhou Heng didn't feel like he had waited too long.

After he arrived at the place, he waited for a while before the company called him about something urgent. It's neither hot nor cold this season, and it's more comfortable outside than inside the car. He simply took the tablet and sat down on the trunk lid beside others to handle official duties.

By the time everything was settled, the surrounding sky had already turned dark. Look at the time again: it's still a quarter of an hour before 8 p.m.

Zhou Heng was surprised that he had ignored time. Fortunately, the lights in the clothing company were all on, obviously they were working overtime collectively.

Just as he was hesitating whether to continue waiting or go in directly, the little fairy pushed open the glass door and came out.

The man stood up straight and walked towards her: "Are you off work?"

"No!" Cen Jia frowned, her tone a little irritable, "The competition time is a bit tight, I plan to stay up all night today."

Zhou Heng paused slightly, suddenly not sure whether he was sincere or not. But the hesitation was only a brief moment, and I decided to carry out the original plan.

When the button on the remote control key was pressed, the car behind him flashed its taillights and beeped twice.

A sudden sound attracted Cen Jia's attention. When she looked over, the trunk lid was slowly rising, revealing a lot of roses inside.

Flowers that have been kept in a closed environment for too long are not as fresh as when they were first put in, but they are still delicate and beautiful. The light from the street lamp was projected diagonally from the side, casting a yellow halo over it.

This atmosphere effect... feels like adding a retro filter from the 1980s.

Cen Jia was stunned for a moment and then stared in shock: "You..." She wanted to say who you want to learn earthy romance from, but she swallowed the words again.

Just...it's a bit too earthy, but the dog man just gave her flowers. It's okay if you don't praise or surprise, but it's really uncultured to attack.

She is a high-quality little fairy.

Cen Jia's back straightened even more, and even the curve of her chin was reserved: "Ahem, why did you think of giving me flowers?"

Zhou Heng looked at her like this, a smile flashed in his dark eyes. What he said was to play the sincerity card to the end: "You have ignored me during this period, but I have seriously reflected on it and really don't know where I went wrong. So... today I not only prepared flowers, but also I have prepared a candlelight dinner, and I hope that the Fairy Lord will appreciate it and give me some pointers."

Cen Jia hummed and said nothing. But the upward curve of the corners of his mouth began to become obvious.

How should I put it, in fact, she was too lazy to be angry with him.

Even if the dog man keeps pretending to be deaf and mute, he doesn't know how to give me a step over with a wink.

Should he still let her wave her magic wand and shout "Balala Energy Shakala Transfer Magic" to take the initiative to come to his side?

He is a nameless person, and he really doesn’t have an accurate positioning for himself!

Zhou Heng came closer to her at this time, and his voice was softer than before, "Mr. Fairy, give me a chance to correct it?"

"You always impose sanctions on me like this, which is not conducive to smooth growth. When we went to the amusement park the day before yesterday, he could tell that you didn't want to talk to me."

Cen Jia was stunned: "Really?!" After saying that, she felt something was wrong, "How did you know?"

"Alas..." the man sighed, "your son threatened me privately after he came back that day and asked me if I had made his mother angry. He also said that if I dared to bully you again in the future, he would send me to the old man's house. , there is no nursing home for old ladies to go to.”

"Pfft..." Cen Jia finally couldn't hold back her laughter, and then gave him a stern look, "Nonsense! What does Shunli know about this old lady..."

Zhou Heng smiled: "Your son is very smart and knows a lot."

But those words were indeed not spoken by Cen Shunli, the child.

Zhou Heng secretly interviewed his son behind his back and asked him to help him make lubricant.

However, Cen Shunli did not cooperate, and with a serious face, he taught him seriously: "Dad, since you are the one who made mom angry, you should apologize to mom yourself."

"As a human being, you must be brave enough to face your own mistakes and not put the responsibility on others. This is what you taught me."

Zhou Heng's mood was extremely complicated.

After taste and appearance, he found that the little fairy's ability to apply what he learned was also perfectly inherited by his son. And it still bounced back on him. Since the two of them got back together, Cen Jia would often use the lines she heard from him before to criticize him.

But he couldn't tell his son: It wasn't me who made a mistake, it was your mother's old habit of being unreasonable.

So after a long moment of silence, there was only a heavy sigh in the end.

But it doesn't matter if my son doesn't want to take the initiative to help. It's quite good to use it as a tool. Based on his understanding of Cen Jia, she would never ask her child to confirm such a thing. Instead, he will directly correct his behavior to prevent any negative impact on Cen Shunli's childhood.

Do not show the love, hatred and hatred between adults to children. This is a tacit understanding that the two of them have reached without having to express it verbally.

"So why are you angry with me?" Zhou Heng asked again very persistently.

Cen Jia pursed her lips: "I just suddenly dislike you. Do you understand the fatigue period?"

She didn't want to say that the reason for the trouble was related to the grudge between Zhou Cen's family. She didn't know what Zhou Heng was thinking, but she somehow didn't want to bring it up in front of him and make it clear.

This would make her feel uncomfortable that she didn't know how to describe.

What's more, she said the words "let bygones be bygones" first. Now looking to blame it, wouldn't it appear that she was going back on her word and ruining the fairy's character.

"Okay." Zhou Heng did not insist this time.

Anyway, Cen Jia had various reasons to trouble him. I have an answer this time, and it will change next time.

As long as she doesn't use cold violence against him anymore.

That's right...

"Will I still accompany you to the candlelight dinner?" Zhou Heng asked without any hope.

As a result, the little fairy who loves her career did not refuse.

Cen Jia looked hesitant: "Where... did you order?"

"Yongshengfang."

"..." Cen Jia was speechless for two seconds, then looked at him with a lunatic look and said, "Are you having a candlelight dinner around a hot pot?!"

Oh my God, why didn’t the dog man take her to a farmhouse directly?

The whole lamb is cooked on the campfire and stewed in an iron pot on the stove. That fire is much brighter than a candle!

"Don't you always want to eat there?" Zhou Heng lowered his eyes and looked at her, his voice suddenly became low, "Cen Jia, you always said that I don't know how to respect you. I have been reflecting on it during the days we were apart."

"It was my fault in the past. I always liked to impose what I thought was good on you instead of giving you what you really want. I'm sorry."

"I will work hard to change it. If there is anything I don't do well enough, will you bear with me?"

"?!" Cen Jia looked at the man in front of him and was so shocked that he lost his voice.

It’s really scary!

Today, Zhou Heng seemed to have been taken away from him. It's too tender and the attitude is too low. Too...it seems to be of some use.

The little fairy blinked her big eyes and tried her best to look like she wasn't touched or very useful: "Ahem, I'm really hungry after all this time. Just wait, I'll go back and get something, and I'll go eat first. Food." After saying that, he held his chin high and turned around to leave.

The woman's slim figure quickly climbed up the steps and disappeared behind the glass door.

Zhou Heng stared at the direction she left for a while and breathed a sigh of relief.

Sure enough, Zhao Cheng is more reliable than Zhang Yifeng in coaxing women. It was not in vain that he practiced in front of the mirror for most of the day.