She is A and Sa at the same table

Chapter 487 Not a Date
Little Nuomi Duanzi moved his arms without hesitation, and his thin white fingertips protruded from the cuffs of his school uniform, and quietly hooked his fingers from under the table.

Feeling the slightly cool temperature from the back of his hand, Jing Xing's hand dropped, his fingertips slowly touched her palm, and then held it firmly.

He lowered his long eyelashes, his eyes fixed on the fingers of the two of them, and the corners of his eyes suddenly raised.

There is always someone, it seems that as soon as she appears, all bad moods disappear, and it is because of this that people can go on for a long time in this sweet and bitter world.

On Sunday this week, the sky was very cloudy, and there was sultry steam rolling in the air.

The four seasons of Xiangzhou are not distinct. There are many rainy days and cloudy days. This is especially true in autumn. The wind blowing from the sea carries a kind of sweltering heat.

Wei Shuyu sent the fixed hotel address early in the morning, Jing Xing replied that he knew it, and didn't say anything else.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, Wei Yuan happened to bring someone over to deliver things.

Wei Yuan didn't say hello in advance, Jing Xing didn't receive his call until he arrived at the gate of Banyuewan community.

After going downstairs, Jing Xing saw four or five shirtless men carrying a tree in one hand and an iron catalpa in the other, coming in from the direction of the gate with arrogance.

And his cousin was still directing blindly in the yard: "All right, all right, let's go here."

Jing Xing: "?"

Wei Yuan walked around the yard, then pointed to a place in the southeast corner, and said, "Hurry up, hurry up—"

"..."

If he hadn't seen Wei Yuan here, Jing Xing would definitely have thought that a thief had entered the house with such a bold posture.

Seeing those shirtless men put the tree on the ground on their shoulders, waved the iron catalpa and started digging holes with their buttocks pouted, Jing Xing finally couldn't help it: "Brother, you... ...?"

He didn't finish his sentence, but the meaning was obvious - what the hell are you doing?
Although Wei Yuan didn't dig the hole himself, it seemed that he was exhausted half his life just relying on lip service. He grabbed the collar of his white shirt and fanned it back and forth, it was so hot.

"Grandpa said, the pomegranates planted on the back mountain are ripe, let me pick some for you and bring them here."

The grandfather that Wei Yuan spoke of was the old man of the Wei family, that is, Jing Xing's grandfather.

"But I thought it would be too troublesome to pick pomegranates, so I asked a few people under my command to dig a pomegranate tree for you."

Jing Xing: "..."

Ah this?

Which is more troublesome, picking pomegranates or digging pomegranate trees?

Lots of people are easy to handle. Those strong men swung the iron catalpa quickly, and quickly replanted the pomegranate tree they brought back into the soil. Two bottles of mineral water were poured on the roots.

After finishing his work, Wei Yuan raised his wrist to look at the time displayed on his watch: "Okay, I have delivered the pomegranate too, I have to withdraw."

"Wait, brother." Jing Xing stopped him, "Are you going back to Wei's house, or Chen Rui?"

"Hui Chenrui." Wei Yuan said, "I have a meeting tonight."

"Then you take me for a ride, I'll go to Silver Star."

Chen Rui's headquarters is located in the central area of ​​the city, not far from the Silver Star Hotel, and Wei Yuan drove past here, just on the way.

After getting in the car, Wei Yuan turned on the air conditioner and asked jokingly, "What are you doing at Silver Star? A date?"

Without waiting for Jing Xing to answer, he touched his chin and said again: "Brother, I'll give you a piece of advice as someone who has been here, little girls don't like this kind of place for dating, it's too formal, and it's not for entertaining guests. "

"..." Jing Xing pulled off his seat belt and didn't speak.

"You have to be a little romantic, like going to a western restaurant or something. When the time comes, when the piano music is played, the violin is played, and the atmosphere is up, um~ then it's logical to hold hands."

"..."

Jing Xing fastened his seat belt, and slowly turned his face to look at him: "Brother, you are so experienced, where is your girlfriend?"

Wei Yuan choked: "..."

This is a rather difficult question to answer.

Jing Xing asked again unhurriedly: "Are you already 24?"

"..."

Older single male youths are more sensitive to this issue. Wei Yuan hit his head directly with a backhand, snorted and said, "What are you talking about? My 24th birthday hasn't passed yet, so I can only be 23 years old. .”

"23 is not too young, isn't grandpa urging you every day?"

"...No, why did you involve me?" Wei Yuan felt that he was leading him by the nose, and brought the topic back to the main thread, "I'm talking about you and your girlfriend. "

Wei Yuan said: "Who goes on a date in a hotel box? It's too boring, and it's not to meet your parents."

"It's not a date." Jing Xing's voice softened a little, and he turned his gaze out of the car window, "Go and have dinner with my mother."

Before arriving at the hotel, Wei Yuan parked the car by the side of the road.

Wei Shuyu just sent a message, Jing Xing replied succinctly, then he unbuckled his seat belt and got out of the car.

Wei Yuan lowered the car window, poked his head halfway out, and waved at him: "I won't get out of the car, please say hello to aunt for me."

Jing Xing didn't look back, he just raised his hand and gave him a gesture of understanding.

After entering the hotel, Jing Xing didn't go inside, but stopped at the revolving door, looked up and saw Wei Shuyu sitting in the rest area on the first floor.

The woman's brows and eyes were lowered, and she was sitting in an elegant posture. She placed a magazine on her lap, flipping through it casually as if she was serious and killing time.

Every gesture is full of style.

Her hair was very long and scattered behind her back, but it was carefully styled. The long hair on one side was pulled behind her ears, revealing a delicate and beautiful face.

From the appearance alone, it is really impossible to tell her exact age.

There is an old saying that time is like a butcher's knife, but it always treats beauties preferentially.

Time did not leave too many traces on her face, and she could still glimpse the stunning appearance of her youth when she raised her eyes and closed her eyes.

The two front desk ladies in front of the reception desk were looking at this side carefully while whispering.

"Is that person sitting over there the third lady of Chen Ruiwei's family?"

"I think it should be, you see she looks so much like Wei Ran, can you still admit it?"

"When I saw her on TV before, I thought she was pretty enough. In the entertainment industry, she is also the kind of girl who dominates the crowd. But now I see her in real life. She is the Xiangzhou No. The title of 1 yuan is indeed not groundless."

"No wonder it is said on the Internet that although there are many artists under Chen Rui's banner, the most eye-catching beauties are all from the Wei family."

(End of this chapter)