The hot pot restaurant is full of people.

Meng Yingning bit his tongue again as he blurted out this sentence.

Too obvious.

It's really too obvious.

If the gender changes, she is a man, she probably looks like a pervert trying to harass the little girl now.

But Meng Yingning really didn't know how to pursue people. She recalled and reviewed the novels she had read over the years and found that the novels were novels and reality was reality. If she really encountered it, it was still a bit difficult to read the book.

Should we take the initiative, should we make it clear, should we proceed step by step, and should we still want to refuse.

When, where, and what rhythm is more suitable.

Don't know at all.

Meng Yingning tried hard to recall her confession history when she was a student. She was liked because she did something or said something. Unsuccessful, some of them had never even seen her before, and she loved them for no reason.

She even had just moved this morning, "If you chase me, you can't chase me, you can't be dumped and you will completely lose love, but you will endure the idea of ​​Chen Wang marrying me for a few years and showing his love in front of her every day. After that, you can't say it. You're so frustrated that you'll be so frustrated that you might not get depression because of your request."

Before he could figure out whether to implement it or how to start it, Jiang Ge gave her a magical assist without stopping.

The second thought that came into my mind was that Chen Wang didn't like cute ones.

He likes mature big waves.

A bunch of messy thoughts and thoughts in my mind were skimmed, and in the end it was only one that was left.

Meng Yingning felt a little unhappy inexplicably.

I did something stupid when I was a child who wanted to become something else. The curling hair rod made my fingers blister and water flowed out after it broke. The pain that burned fire seemed to spread to the deepest part of my heart. I felt that she still remembered it clearly and still remembered it freshly.

It was like reminding her something.

After the hot pot steamed, the little girl lowered her eyes and stared at the vegetables on the plate.

In order to facilitate hot pot, she asked the waiter for a rubber band, and her long hair was tied up at the back, and the broken hair was tied behind her ears, revealing her white, tender and soft ears.

A crimson red.

Chen Wang pressed his chopsticks against the edge of the pot and stared at her for a few seconds: "What should I do?"

"It's nothing, I'll eat it myself," Meng Yingning's head drooped lower, and he pinched the chopsticks again and stuffed the vegetables he picked up into his mouth. She curled her lips, "I'll eat it myself."

Chen Wang was still staring at her, and after a while, he slowly narrowed his eyes.

He didn't say anything.

Meng Yingning slowly finished all the vegetables he picked up. He put on the chopsticks and his expression was very humiliating and burdened: "Okay."

Chen Wang's expression has returned to normal: "I will be sorry to let you eat a few vegetables."

Meng Yingning didn't want to explain that she was not wronged, but frustrated.

How did this dog man chase after him?

She glanced at Chen Wang's hand holding chopsticks. Her fingers were slender, and the patterns of bones and blood vessels on the back of her hand were clear. It was indeed his hand on the WeChat avatar.

When Meng Yingning thought of what Lu Zhihuan said before, his cat was raised by a purple-haired young lady when he went to the army, he felt even more frivolous.

Meng Yingning was about to start solving the problem in front of her, and raised her chopsticks: "I added you on WeChat," she looked at him quietly, "You didn't add me."

"Hmm?" Chen Wang was smearing the yellow throat pills, reached down with one hand and took out his cell phone from his pants, and pushed it to her, "The cell phone is broken, I didn't see it."

Meng Yingning took it and said, "Then this?"

“Just bought it.”

Meng Yingning glanced openly and found that there was no chain, and there was nothing inside. She only bought the apps and software she brought with her mobile phone.

Meng Yingning clicked on the WeChat icon and was already logged in.

She glanced at Chen Wang quietly, and saw that he was not looking at her, she slightly raised the phone in her hand and secretly clicked into his address book and glanced quickly.

At first glance, there were no women. It should be said that there were not many people on this person’s WeChat, and you can see it all by just a little pulling it.

Meng Yingning's fingers just slid, and Chen Wang suddenly spoke: "Add it yourself."

Meng Yingning was guilty and shook his fingers. He gave up the idea of ​​continuing to slide down. He honestly placed his phone on the desktop, clicked the small plus sign in the upper right corner, and added his friend.

I pulled out my cell phone and passed.

The next second after passing, Meng Yingning clicked on the WeChat profile interface. Meng Yingning’s WeChat avatar was herself, and she took a photo when she was traveling on her graduation year and Lin Jingnian went to Kyoto for fun.

She hesitated for a while and did not change it, but changed her WeChat name.

After the correction, she handed Chen Wang back his cell phone.

Chen Wang took it and took a look.

My friend has passed and a dialog box with her pops up.

Four words on the nickname above: Your Yingning.

Chen Wang paused his fingers, pressed his tongue against his teeth, and savored these four words carefully.

——Your Yingning.

Meng Yingning didn't have time to fill out the notes, her WeChat name was this.

Chen Wang took a look at her avatar again.

The avatar on the chat interface is a bit small, and I can only see a half-sided face when I took a photo from the back. Chen Wang clicked in the avatar and entered the friend's business card interface, and then clicked on the large picture.

The little girl was wearing a red yukata with a large goose-yellow flower on it. The background was blurry and the fireworks were crowded.

The long black hair started to be picked out two strands from the root of the hair to braid it, and then rolled it into a bun behind the head with the rest of the hair. The palm-sized face was white and tender, the long eyelashes were raised, and the smile was brighter, which was brighter than the fireworks in the night sky behind her.

Chen Wang paused with his fingers and quit and returned to the chat interface.

Just as my friend was added here, Meng Yingning sent an emoticon package. It was a little Corgi. He ran over from a distance with four short legs, then shook his head and lie forward, wagging his tail affectionately at him.

Your Yingning: [Good evening, little brother.]

Your Yingning: [What do you want to eat, I'll give you one.]

Chen Wang looked up and glanced at the little girl opposite him.

Anyway, as long as she uses tools such as SMS and WeChat to speak, she will start to show off.

And some messy tone words.

Chen Wang put down his phone and looked up: "Are you full?"

Meng Yingning also raised her head from her phone: "Are you asking me if I'm full?"

His mouth bulged and he stared at him like a little goldfish.

Chen Wang was amused: "I'm just asking if you're full."

"Oh," Meng Yingning raised her hand and scratched her chin, "It's almost done, it's too late, and it's not comfortable to eat very much."

Chen Wang looked at the time. It was almost eight o'clock and she still had to go to work tomorrow morning.

He nodded: "Will you go?"

"Let's go," Meng Yingning got up and wanted to leave before she remembered, and looked around, "Where is Jiang Ge?"

"Who knows," Chen Wang said, "get it inside."

Meng Yingning nodded and sat back: "Then wait a moment."

"Don't worry about him," Chen Wang said ruthlessly, "he came out and went back."

As soon as he entered the hot pot restaurant, he saw Meng Yingning sitting there waiting alone, and he understood what Jiang Ge was thinking tonight. Chen Wang was wondering why this kid had to fight to the death today and had to call him out.

I guess this bathroom will last forever and will not appear again.

Chen Wang stood up and walked out. Meng Yingning still felt that it was not good to throw someone here and leave first, so she sat there without moving. So when the man walked past, he raised his hand and poked her head lightly: "I'm leaving, why are you stunned?"

Meng Yingning rubbed her hair and stood up, followed him with a bag, and complained, "Don't always knock on my head."

The soft voice has a little coquettish smell.

Not happy yet.

Chen Wang walked forward: "Did you knock less before?"

"It used to be the past, now now, I was not young before," Meng Yingning followed him downstairs, chattering like a small tail, "I am so old now, I am not a child anymore."

Jiang Ge didn't know when he had already paid the order, and the two of them went out directly. Meng Yingning followed his butt and repeated in a serious tone: "Chen Wang, I am different now than before. I have grown up and am already a mature professional woman."

I've grown up, too.

It’s not the childish child in your eyes who will cry because of a small game console.

Meng Yingning wanted him to understand this.

Chen Wang stopped and turned his head.

Meng Yingning also stopped.

The street outside was brightly lit at night, and Meng Yingning stood on three steps at the entrance of the hot pot restaurant and did not get off. Chen Wang stood below, and his vision was as good as her.
To be continued...