his allure

Chapter 227 How Can Little Fairies Cry?

Wen Mian looked down at him with panic in his eyes.

In fact, she has a pair of beautiful eyes, which look like water apricots from a distance, but from a closer look, you can see that the end of the eyes are slightly upturned, and the little curve seems to be fascinating, very attractive.

It's just that when she opened her mouth, what she said made people feel cold: "Lu Zhi, I haven't thought about getting married, at least not yet."

After she finished speaking, she tried to break free from his shackles.

Lu Zhi immediately let go, his smile tainted with a little sinister.His tone was cool, and he could hear restraint: "You go."

When Wen Mian left, he heard the sound of cups being smashed behind him.

Her eyes were red, but she still pretended to smile meaninglessly.

What's so sad, there have been so many disputes between them since they were young.

Lu Zhi was just angry, but when his anger subsided, he was fine.

She thought so, trying to make her steps lighter.

Behind him, Lu Zhi's voice sounded, soft and calm, he said, "Little cotton, do you really love me?"

She stopped in her steps, turned around and looked at him, her eyes were clear and clear: "I love you."

He smiled, his smile seemed to be dyed with the color of the distant ice and snow on the distant mountains at dusk, such an amazing color.He said, "Okay, I'll wait for you."

Wen Mian gritted her teeth, a bitter taste spread in her mouth.

It was so bitter that she couldn't speak, not even a single word.

She could only smile at him, as if she glanced at him in the past, and calmly fiddled with her waist-length black curly hair.

Wen Mian, it's a goblin, how can a goblin cry?
Lu Zhi looked at her receding back, the smile on his lips gradually subsided into nothingness.

On the side, the store manager came up tremblingly.

Standing beside Lu Zhi, he said nervously, "Mr. Lu, you are alone. Do you still eat this meal?"

Lu Zhi smiled, and found Lu Xicheng's phone number from his phone: "You call this person, just tell him that my marriage proposal failed, and invite him to come over for dinner, don't waste it."

The store manager wrote it down silently, and then asked, "What about this ring?"

The work that the chief jewelry designer of country F personally worked on for two years is priceless.

But Lu Zhi only glanced at it from the corner of his eye, then withdrew his gaze, and said in a slightly cold tone, "It's annoying, throw it away."

Store manager: ".?" What about the savings?
But he was just slandering in his heart and didn't say it out.

It was around four o'clock in the afternoon when Lu Zhi left the hotel.

He looked at the busy and lively street, and walked into the black car beside him without saying a word. His demeanor should have been lazy, but at this moment, it was very cold.

Lu Zhi never thought that one day, when he proposed marriage, Wen Mian would reject him on the spot.

The rejection was so straightforward that his heartbeat almost collapsed.

That night, Lu Xicheng took Zheng Qingqing out for dinner.

The atmosphere in the restaurant was elegant, Zheng lightly bit the donut, raised his eyes and smiled at him: "Xicheng, this is delicious."

He smiled, gently and calmly: "If you like gently, eat more."

Zheng Weiwei put down the fork and spoon suddenly, with a disturbed expression on his face: "This... is very expensive, right?"

Lu Xicheng picked up the napkin at the side and wiped the cream on her lips: "It's free, you can eat whatever you want."

"Free?" Zheng Weiwei was surprised.

"Well, it's free." He rubbed her hair with gentle eyes.

Zheng Weiqing only thought that he was afraid that she was worried about the cost of the evasion, although he didn't believe it, but he didn't continue to ask.

(End of this chapter)