The big guy who passed through quickly took the scumbag script

"What did you tell Aunt San?"

It was late at night, and the shadows of the trees were whirling. Against the bright moon in the sky, the branches and leaves seemed to be coated with a layer of light silver light. The whole village fell into silence, except for the occasional barking of dogs in the distance.

Xihe flicked the hair beside her ear to let the night breeze blow more smoothly: "Why do I feel that there is something wrong with her complexion?"

Watching her hesitate to speak.

"She asked about my parents and my job, and I told the truth."

Cheng Qian withdrew his eyes from looking at the shadow on the ground, turned to her, and said in a very unbeatable tone: "You didn't see her face at that time, it was ugly."

Xihe stopped and turned to look at him.

Cheng Qian raised his chin and smiled viciously: "What? Regret it? They would be happy if you brought back a big boss, but you brought a paparazzi, tsk——"

In the dim moonlight, Xihe stared at him with no expression on her fair little face.

Thinking in his heart, Cheng Qian couldn't help looking away: "Look, what am I doing? This is your decision, and it has nothing to do with me."

He is just a poor little man who is at the mercy of others, he thought, but his fingers pinched the rim of the basin uneasily.

Yes, you shouldn't be angry, right?

Xihe glanced at the toiletries and clothes in the eye basin, and sighed inwardly, what a big awkward boy.

Xihe suddenly stepped forward and put his hand on the back of the man's hand, Cheng Qian became stiff instantly.

The night wind was getting stronger, and there was a rustling sound as the trees rubbed against each other. The two stood facing each other with a water basin between them. Xihe moved her fingertips and gradually clenched the back of her hand.

Cheng Qian: ...the heart was beating wildly, and the whole body was tense.

But he didn't move, he knew that as long as he took the initiative, he would be finished, falling into her trap and never getting out again.

What Cheng Qian disdains most in his life is feelings, what's the use of that thing? Every time he sees other people dying or living for love, he is full of disdain, thinking that it is a bad idea, isn't it good to enjoy being single?

The result is now...

Xihe bent the corner of her mouth, and suddenly let go of her hand.

Cheng Qian:! ! !

Xihe smoothed the hair beside her ear, turned around: "Let's go, go back."

Without even thinking about it, Cheng Qian grabbed Xihe's arm with one hand, and Xihe was surprised: "What's wrong?"

Cheng Qian's lips were tightly pursed, his eyes were complicated, and he felt extremely uncomfortable, that's it? Just touched him and went back straight away? Nothing to say?

Was she really just playing with him?

"you……"

Opened his mouth.

Xihe tilted her head, her face full of doubts.

Cheng Qian suddenly felt uncomfortable, and gradually exerted force with his hands: "You, do you have nothing to say?"

He stared at her face closely, not letting go of the slightest change.

Xihe paused, blinked his eyes, tilted his head to look at him for a long time, and suddenly said: "The question I asked you at that time, have you figured out the answer?"

Answer? Cheng Qian immediately thought of that night.

The moonlight is beautiful and the wind is gentle. She asked him: Do you really like her?

The sound of the wind stopped, and the beating heartbeat of 'bang bang' could be heard quietly. Cheng Qian unconsciously thought that in the future, she would be high on the top and become the top class, but she would be a shady mouse, in such a situation...

He closed his eyes and said in a deep voice, "Yes!"

I have to admit that even though he talks all kinds of cheap words on weekdays, he has already been moved. Otherwise, with his useless temper, how could he be willing to run errands for her!

Xihe blinked, looking from his straight nose bridge to his lips: "Oh, what is 'is'?"

Cheng Qian's face raised dryness: "You know what I mean!"

Xihe was puzzled: "I don't know, how would I know, I'm not the roundworm in your stomach."

Cheng Qian: "..."