Lu Jingyan put down his chopsticks and looked back at his envious eyes: "Have you ever slept with a woman?"
Lu Jingyan was not very loud when he said this, because the table behind him was too noisy and the volume was not very low.
Just at the moment when she spoke, the table behind her was cold.
Her words suddenly seemed particularly abrupt in this area.
Many people around looked at her.
The expression of Sheng Xian was obviously stiff, but it suddenly turned into the usual indifference.
Lu Jingyan feels envious of being so calm, and she can't panic.
At any rate, she is also a person who has experienced various storms.
Lu Jingyan kept his expression steady, held his chopsticks and blinked at him admiringly: "Are there any other women besides your mother?"
"Have you ever slept with them?"
"How many sleeps have you had?"
Sheng Xian closed his eyes, especially regretting his softness at that moment.
Why didn't he go home well? Why did he invite her to have a snack.
Lu Jingyan: "Single digit, or ten digit? Oh, don't talk, it should not be three digit..."
With a slow breath of envy, he ignored the eyes around him, tore down the menu stuck on the corner of the table, and got up to go to the cashier.
Lu Jingyan hurriedly put down his chopsticks and caught up with his bag: "Why did you run away? Or did you never sleep with a woman?"
Sheng Xian stops and turns to look at Lu Jingyan.
Lu Jingyan: "Why are you looking at me with such eyes? I shouldn't be right..."
Sheng Xian suddenly lowered his head and stuck the menu in his hand to her mouth: "Be quiet."
Lu Jingyan's words suddenly stopped.
His face was a little close to her. She could smell the smell on him. It was light and clean, giving a feeling of summer.
This is the first time that he has been so close to her. It is not that no man has ever been so close to her. Some of the former scum men are too many than he is now. Some are so close that they almost touch her mouth. In contrast, the distance between him and her now is really nothing, even farther than those who talk close in the bar.
But Lu Jingyan didn't know what was going on. He looked at the envious face, which was close to him. He felt very oppressive.
Even she was a little nervous.
In front of men, Lu Jingyan never has stage fright. She always holds the power in her hands. This is the first time she has found that things are not under her control.
Lu Jingyan cleared his throat and slowly stopped talking. He looked calm and calm. "Well, I won't tease you anymore."
Sheng Xian didn't speak. He stared at her for a few seconds and straightened up to pay the bill.
Coming out of the restaurant, Lu Jingyan took out the car key and said, "Go ahead, I'll give you a present first."
"No need." Sheng Xianjia was very close to here, about five minutes away: "I take a walk."
Lu Jingyan didn't have to, bent his eyes and waved: "Bye bye."
She said "Hmm" in envy, watched her enter the parking lot nearby, pulled off the collar of her windbreaker, and walked home.
On winter nights, there were few people on the street. Occasionally, one or two cars drove by.
Sheng Xian walked a little farther and found that a car was following him. The speed of the car was so slow that it caught up with his walking speed.
He glanced sideways with envy.
Very familiar car.
He sat down not long ago.
He stopped and turned to face the car.
The car also stopped, and the passenger side window slowly fell down, revealing Lu Jingyan's smiling face bit by bit: "Brother, why don't you leave?"
Envy frowned at her car: "What are you doing?"
Lu Jingyan said "ah" and responded that he was asking her why she was driving so slowly. She tilted her head and half her face was about to stick to the steering wheel: "What else can I do? Walk with my brother."
Sheng Xian: "..."
"Besides, I don't trust my brother to go home alone. He is so good-looking. What if he is kidnapped?"
“……”
Envy really wants to leave.
He paused in place for three seconds, took a few steps forward, put his hands on the roof, bent over his upper body, and said to the people in the car, "Stop making trouble, and hurry back."
After a second, he said, "Go home and send me a message."
"All right."
The primary school students looked reluctant, but they still raised the window, stepped on the accelerator and turned a corner at the front intersection and went home.
Back home, Sheng Xian went to take a bath and came out to receive a WeChat message from Lu Jingyan. It was still a voice message: "Brother, I'm home."
As if afraid that he might worry, I sent him a self portrait in his bedroom.
In the photo, she is wearing a pink headband and smiling a little sweetly.
Sheng Xian stared at the picture for a while, as if thinking of something, and turned out a piece of paper from his windbreaker pocket.
Is a menu.
The lipstick print on the back is particularly conspicuous.