After dinner, Fang Yaqing bought the bill and they went out of the restaurant.

Ji Shaoheng handed her the coat on her arm and motioned to her to take it for herself: "wait, I'll take you back."

Fang Yaqing takes the nod, Ji Shaoheng goes to pick up the car, she walks to the roadside to wait.

Ji Shaoheng drove from the temporary parking space and saw a woman standing on the side of the road.

She was wearing a skirt less than knee length, holding his suit coat in her hand, and the wind was blowing at night, and her train was light.

A car stopped outside the restaurant, the light from her side, her body is covered with a thin layer of warm yellow, with a bit of hazy beauty.

He couldn't help but feel a little bleary.

The car stopped in front of Fang Yaqing. She walked around the front of the car, pulled the front passenger's door and sat in the car.

Ji Shaoheng started the car and drove into the main road.

After a row of stalls, Fang Yaqing suddenly yelled: "stop."

She called too suddenly, Ji Shaoheng slammed on the brake, the car ran forward for a section, and then stopped at the side of the road.

He looked at her and was about to ask her what was wrong when she untied the seat belt and pushed the door open.

Fang Yaqing touched the ground with one foot. Thinking that the man in the driver's seat had never been patient, she looked back at him, hesitated for a few seconds, and said, "I want to buy that iron plate tofu, OK?"

Today, Ji Shaoheng doesn't seem to be as irritable as usual, but he doesn't have to wait for himself, so she has to ask for his advice.

Ji Shaoheng looked out at the roadside stall. The things in this place should not be clean. He frowned.

"Not full?"

Fang Yaqing pointed to the first one and said greedily, "the iron plate tofu in this house is very delicious. I often patronize it. Although I'm full, I can still have some more."

He was originally to say not clean, these three words all to the throat, heard her say often patronize, he silently swallowed down his stomach: "go."

"I'll be back soon." Fang Yaqing dropped a word and got out of the car.

Although it was a roadside stall, it was a very good business. Fang Yaqing was waiting in line.

Afraid of a long time Ji Shaoheng impatient, she looked back.

The black Bentley stopped by the side of the road, out of tune with the noisy environment.

And the man in the car was smoking, his hand holding the cigarette was on the window, and the cigarette end was scarlet.

Ji Shaoheng's last puff of smoke finished, Fang Yaqing opened the door and sat in.

The woman asked him, "would you like to try it? It's delicious."

"No After a pause, he added, "eat less of this stuff at night."

Seeing him say no, Fang Yaqing didn't open the lunch box.

A greasy smell spread in the car. Ji Shaoheng twisted his eyebrows and moved his thin lips for a while, but he endured.

Fang Yaqing always carried his car in his hand for fear of soiling it. He didn't dare to leave it disorderly, so as not to make him unhappy again.

After arriving at Fang Yaqing's residence, the car stopped outside the villa and opened the front door. She turned to look at the man: "would you like to go in and have a cup of tea?"

Ji Shaoheng took a look at his wrist. It was still early. If he was still working overtime in the company.

It was no harm to go in and have a rest. He put out the car.

Two people get out of the car, up the steps, to the living room outside, two people at the same time raised their hands on the fingerprint unlock device.

Ji Shaoheng's movement is a little faster than her, so her index finger presses on Ji Shaoheng's finger.

Ji Shaoheng took a look at her, and Fang Yaqing quickly retracted his hand, embarrassed at a loss.

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