Warm wedding sweet honey:Mr.Ning, spoil strongly

Although Hua Zhifeng has the strength to be single, he is not the kind of person who has no EQ at all. In fact, he is also versatile when performing tasks.

So he said softly, "I'm on my new year's leave recently. I don't need to train tomorrow. It's not safe for you to go home at night. I'll take you back!"

Wang feng'er's heart is happy, warm voice thanks, two people then one front and one back of walk in the night, but don't know what to say.

After a long time, Wang feng'er asked him, "brother Hua, did anything interesting happen when you were on a mission?"

"Interesting things?" After thinking about it, Hua Zhifeng said, "it's really not that interesting when we perform tasks, because the so-called fun is often accompanied by accidents and some risks. It's only when we think about those things afterwards that we will find it interesting."

He said that he saw Wang feng'er looking at him with expectant eyes, which let him go on.

Hua Zhifeng has no eloquence to tell a story at all. After seeing her, he wanted to refuse, but found that he couldn't refuse. So he thought about it and said, "I can't tell a story. If you want to hear it, I'll tell you something that happened before."

Wang feng'er immediately nods her head. Hua Zhifeng sees that she can only go on with her story. Then, the original story of thrilling and dangerous things comes out of his mouth. He is dry and can't feel any tension and excitement. He only has cold numbers and the most concise process. He doesn't even have a word to set off the atmosphere.

Even so, Wang feng'er can find the key point. When she asks for some details, Hua Zhifeng tries to think about the process at that time and reluctantly tells the story. There are still no descriptive words or atmosphere description, but she still listens with relish.

With Wang feng'er as a loyal audience, Hua Zhifeng felt that she had nothing to say. It seemed that she had become somewhat interesting and could tell her a few more stories.

Because these stories are Hua Zhifeng's own experiences, even if they are simple, Wang feng'er can give play to the imagination of a liberal arts student and restore the thrilling degree and interest of the whole story in her mind.

So even if Hua Zhifeng can only talk about some dry process, it will become particularly interesting in Wang Fenger's ears.

They talked while walking. Although they didn't walk fast, they had to go to their destination.

When they stood under the plaque of Imperial University, they both felt that the road was too short.

Wang feng'er looked at Hua Zhifeng and said, "brother Hua, your clothes are back to you."

"It's a little far from your dormitory. You can wear it back." Hua Zhifeng said softly.

In fact, Wang feng'er didn't want to return his clothes too much. It wasn't that she was greedy for the warmth here. Instead, she felt that if she returned the clothes to him at this time, she couldn't find any reason or excuse to go to him in the future.

With this dress, we can find a way to ask him out later.

Her face flushed slightly and said, "well, I'll give it back to you next time I wash it."

Hua Zhifeng nodded, and she asked, "brother Hua, can you give me your contact information? I don't mean anything else. It's just that it'll be more convenient to return the clothes. "

Hua Zhifeng said a series of numbers. Wang Fenger took out a piece of paper from her bag and took notes. Then she quickly wrote down her contact information on the paper.