Indecent and affectionate

Chapter 23

In a word, as if a frost barrier had been cast, the car suddenly fell into a subtle silence.

Yu Zhile didn't look at Jing Sheng, but still looked straight ahead, driving the car without saying a word.

Jing Sheng's refusal was expected by her, and it didn't bring her any shock, but his sudden serious confession made her heart move suddenly.

It is undeniable that women love touching love stories, and Yu Zhile is not immune.

In fact, Jing Sheng himself didn't know why he suddenly said such words.

After a few seconds of silence, Jing Sheng blinked his big eyes quickly, pretending to be at a loss and asking, "Ah? What did I just say?"

Yu Zhile: "..."

"I'm just a man who likes you, right?" He leaned over, not equal to Zhile's answer, he shook his legs twice, and boasted triumphantly: "I actually said such an incredible love story, it's amazing, I You should fall in love with yourself.”

Are you ever not narcissistic?Yu Zhile's eyes couldn't help twitching.

"However," Jing Sheng scratched his chin, thoughtfully: "What he said unconsciously is actually what he said in his heart."

He turned his head to look at the woman: "It seems that I really like you, oh, why do I like you so much?"

He didn't understand it himself.

On this question, Yu Zhile couldn't understand either, so he simply asked along: "I want to ask too."

"Ask what?" The man was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized: "Ask me why I like you? I don't know, maybe you are too good-looking."

Yu Zhile: "...have you never seen a woman?"

Jing Sheng replied naturally: "I have seen it."

Yu Zhile turned the steering wheel slightly, allowing the body to turn naturally: "Then let's look at other women more."

Jing Sheng hissed unhappily, and asked: "Can you have some confidence in yourself? After I know you, I can't stand other women. Everything is wrong. You caused it. You said What should I do?"

"..."

Jing Sheng unscrewed the mineral water bottle, took a sip of water, leaned over and proposed mysteriously: "That's the only way, you will be my girlfriend, let's talk for a while, let me see if this situation can get better? what do you think?"

Yu Zhile still said calmly: "You should heal yourself."

"Oh——" Jing Sheng pretended to be disappointed and dragged out the ending sound.

The car drove for a while, and Jing Sheng suddenly stopped Yu Zhile.

Yu Zhile also cooperated, slowly changing lanes and pulling over, and braking the car at the place he designated.

Jing Sheng knocked on the window pane on his side: "Did you see it?"

Yu Zhile turned his eyes and looked out. The door plaque of a barbecue restaurant was hanging high, flickering in the night.

"Please eat skewers." Jing Sheng smiled, pulled off his seat belt, and got out of the car in a hurry.

Yu Zhile didn't have time to stop him, so he had no choice but to put the car keys back in his pocket and followed.

The smell of cumin came out, Jing Sheng put on his coat, turned around and introduced: "This restaurant is quite delicious, and it is second to none in Ning City."

Noticing the reluctance of the people behind him, Jing Sheng walked back and walked side by side with her, while dancing and describing: "It's really delicious, you'll know it after eating it."

He is as confident as a gourmet who eats all over the world, and as exaggerated as a male star advertising.

Yu Zhile kept silent, and she chose to turn a blind eye when she should cooperate with his performance.

Walking into the store, the front desk boss obviously knew Jing Sheng very well. When he saw him, he smiled and came out from behind the counter: "Oh...Mr. Jing, you are very busy."

Jing Sheng grinned a row of small white teeth: "Not busy, not busy." He looked around and saw that there were no empty seats, and said modestly, "Boss Zhang is not busy."

"Hey——you boy, I don't earn as much as you a day in a year, and you still make fun of me," the boss was still listening happily, and he noticed the expressionless man behind Jing Sheng. Yu Zhile looked into his eyes and asked, "This is..."

Jing Sheng raised his eyebrows meaningfully, the intention in his heart was clearly revealed.

"Oh—oh," the boss understood, "Got it, wait, I'll find you a good position."

The waiter arranged them in a seat by the window on the second floor.

Even though they were sitting face to face, Jing Sheng insisted on bringing more chairs over. He sat at the oblique corner of Yu Zhile, and smiled and forced his words, gesticulating the distance:
"Sixty centimeters have been shortened to thirty centimeters, which is much closer to you."

As soon as he sat down, he went to get the bowls and chopsticks in front of Yu Zhile. The woman didn't intend to take care of it, but she couldn't help asking: "What are you doing with mine?"

Jing Sheng picked up the kettle on the side, raised his head, and said with puzzled eyes: "Help you iron the bowl, why, are you afraid that I will poison you again?"

Yu Zhile stretched out a hand: "I will do it myself."

Jing Sheng obediently handed over the kettle, quietly watched Yu Zhile pour the water, and rinsed his bowls and chopsticks one by one.When she returned the kettle after finishing everything, Jing Sheng didn't pick it up again, and hid both hands under the belly of the table.

He rolled his eyes down, indicating that Yu Zhile would help him too, and rinse his tableware as well.

Yu Zhile and him stared at each other for a few seconds, and finally lost, and dragged the dishes, chopsticks and spoons in front of him, and burned them together.

Jing Sheng's eyes were curved, and the corners of his mouth curled up in a satisfied arc.Yu Zhile couldn't help but glanced at him several times, and even wondered if she could vaguely see the pointed ears on his head and the big tail behind him, swaying in unison.

After waiting for a while, a whole plate of sizzling mutton bones just taken off the grill was brought to the table by the waitress, full of fragrance.

"Ah..." Jing Sheng leaned forward and sniffed it vigorously and selflessly: "Isn't it very fragrant! His lamb crispy bones are the best!"

Just as Yu Zhile poured himself a glass of cold water, Jing Sheng had already handed him a string of lamb bones, and he urged anxiously, fearing that he would be a second late for approval:

"Hurry up, it's easy to get cold in winter, and the taste will be compromised when it's cold."

Yu Zhile took it, and before she could finish her mouth, she was stared at by those two big eyes that were shining and looking forward to it...how can this be eaten.

She simply picked up the chopsticks, pushed all the bones from the chisel into the plate in one go, then guessed one, and tasted it without changing expression.

Jing Sheng frowned, waiting patiently for her reaction.

"It's okay," Yu Zhile commented lightly: "I can't taste much difference in barbecue."

Amway failed, Jing Sheng immediately languished, braced his forehead, took out one stick and put it into his mouth, the two sticks were as stiff as mechanical operation, chewing and chewing, crunching and crunching.

After chewing one...

Take out another...

The cycle goes on and on, but I no longer recommend it to Yu Zhile like a chicken blood.

After eating peacefully for a while, Jing Sheng suddenly gave a "wow", and immediately put his hands on his left cheek with a pained expression on his face.

Yu Zhile looked at him: "Did you bite the meat?"

"No, it's not." The young man covered his mouth, put down the string in his hand, turned around, and turned his back to Yu Zhile.She could only see him lift a hand to his lips, as if spitting something out.

When he turned his head again, Jing Sheng exhaled in confusion, then pressed the lower cheek twice with his thumb, and licked the other side with his tongue: "I seem to have smashed the small piece of tooth that I had filled earlier. Lost……"

He looked suspicious: "Not sure yet."

The hand that was still clenched into a fist, bluffed a little: "Why don't you help me see? Is it right? It really hurts."

Yu Zhile didn't think much about it, she bent forward and took a closer look.

Unexpectedly, there was nothing in the already wide-open palm, Yu Zhile realized that she was being teased, she was about to raise her head, and touched her forehead lightly with a cool sip, soft and strong.

Yu Zhile immediately raised his face, and the man beside him had already clenched his fist to his lips, as if nothing had happened, "Don't look at me, I didn't do anything".

He didn't dare to meet her eyes at all, only the smile in the corner of his eyes spread uncontrollably, and he couldn't stop it no matter what.

Yu Zhile's face turned gloomy, and her tone turned cold: "Do you want to die?"

Jing Sheng still didn't look at her, he secretly laughed and digested the surge of ecstasy for a while, before he let out an "uh ah" and lay down on the table as if killed by a pistol shot, completely buried his face in his arms inside the bend.

He pretended to be a dead body without moving, and no one could see his expression.

For a moment, Yu Zhile could only hear him muffled there, saying shamelessly and in a low voice, "I'm already dead."

"Because I kissed you."

(End of this chapter)