I Really Don't Want to Be the Protagonist

Now there are only Shi Qinghai and Wei Keke in Nuo Da's villa. Last night Shi Qinghai tried his best to adjust his state and focus on cultivation, but nothing interesting happened.

At [-]:[-] in the morning, Wei Keke walked down from the second floor on time. She was wearing a black suit with a white shirt as a base layer. The tight white shirt drew a beautiful curve on her chest, and her face was melted. Appropriate makeup looks cold and noble, with the charm of an urban beauty.

good looking.

887. Small tips

At this time, Shi Qinghai just came out of the kitchen with a sandwich and milk.

Don't get me wrong, this sandwich is a serious sandwich.

"You're dressed so shabby today, aren't you afraid of the cold?"

Glancing at the woman, Shi Qinghai joked, the so-called cold spring, autumn and winter, the temperature in the capital has dropped again these few days, coupled with the cloudy and drizzle outside, the surrounding temperature is like magic damage, bit by bit penetrated into the bone marrow.

Although Shi Qinghai will be fine even if he wears short sleeves in minus forty degrees now, but this weird weather temperature still makes him feel a real cold.

But even in this situation, Wei Keke actually only wore two thin clothes, one of which was a bottoming shirt that was still somewhat transparent, and Shi Qinghai could clearly see the looming scenery under the woman's shirt.

white underwear.

Seen sideways as a peak on the side of the ridge, the height varies from far to far.

"got used to."

Wei Keke's tall Qiong nose inhaled slightly, and a scent of bread rushed to her face. She couldn't help speeding up her steps and sat on the chair.

He took a sip of milk first, then lowered his head and concentrated on eating the sandwich, without being polite at all.

Shi Qinghai didn't say anything, just sat beside Wei Keke.

This is the breakfast of silence, and Xia Chong is also silent for her. Silence is breakfast this morning.

Ten minutes later, the woman took out a tissue, wiped off the oil stains on her tender lips, and then put on lipstick.

Finally, she said slowly, "I'm wearing long johns today."

Shi Qinghai was surprised, and looked down. Wei Keke's two slender and round thighs stretched out from under the chair. The black slim trousers made her two long legs look more straight and well-proportioned. The jade feet were wrapped in smooth black stockings, and the high heels were about five centimeters high. The sharp tips of the high heels gave off a domineering air.

That streak of black silk made Shi Qinghai hesitate.

Could this be the little tips for meeting boyfriends?

Wei Keke didn't mind being looked at by Shi Qinghai like this, anyway, it wasn't a shameful part, she even lifted up her trousers so that Shi Qinghai could see the long johns inside her trousers more clearly.

"What long johns, black silk is black silk."

The sandwich Shi Qinghai baked was a bit big, and Wei Keke couldn't finish it by himself. In line with the principle of diligence and thrift, he took Wei Keke's leftovers and ate them together.

"Ah."

The woman rolled her eyes and didn't argue with Shi Qinghai, so it was impossible for her to say that she didn't have long johns at all.

Besides, black silk can be divided into thick and thin, tasteful or not. The black silk she wears now is very conservative and warm.

"Are you going to work with me?"

Taking out the phone, his slender white fingers tapped on the screen for a short while, Wei Keke put down the phone again, and stared at Shi Qinghai with those crystal clear eyes.

Although Shi Qinghai went to work with her and couldn't do anything for her, but over the past few days, women have already become accustomed to Shi Qinghai's company unconsciously.

These days, Shi Qinghai performed miracles again and again in front of him, he became more mysterious, and in Wei Keke's heart, he also felt more secure.

Habits are terrible things.

Because, once you have it, it's hard to get rid of it.

The woman's innocence tells her that Shi Qinghai may be the prince charming sent by heaven to save her, but the reality keeps warning Wei Keke that there is no good intention without reason in the world.

Shi Qinghai is so close to her, he must have what he needs.

But Wei Keke didn't care anymore, in front of the energy Shi Qinghai displayed, she seemed like a poor man with nothing, what could Shi Qinghai get from her?Wei Keke didn't understand.

So she doesn't care.

Now that things have happened, even if Shi Qinghai wants her to go to bed with her, she will at best refuse with restraint.

There is no reason, Shi Qinghai helped her too much.

So, the point of these words is that when a woman asks if you want it, most of the answers she wants are yes!

For example, now, when Wei Keke asks Shi Qinghai if he wants to go to work, he just asks Shi Qinghai if he wants to accompany her.

"No, I have other things to do today."

Unexpectedly, Shi Qinghai shook his head and refused, put the milk cup into the pool to soak, walked out of the kitchen, and said: "Today, Sikong Shenling said he wanted to find me, and the matter of finding me should be very simple, just the same. I asked, ah, why do you know so many stories about me, and how many people in the capital do you know the secrets of? "

"Ok."

Wei Keke nodded.

Then she said, "Then can I go with you?"

When he was speaking, the woman's clear and transparent eyes kept staring at him. Shi Qinghai didn't feel anything strange in the last sentence, but after Wei Keke's words came out, if Shi Qinghai still couldn't understand anything, he could buy it. A piece of cotton Tang himself killed.

Wei Keke spoke very calmly, as if she wasn't asking if she could follow Shi Qinghai, but that Shi Qinghai mainly came to follow her.

"Good for you."