Chapter 165

This sentence stunned Xia Beiqing.

He blinked, silent for a moment, still stubborn answer: "like what?"

Shen Zhiyu knew that he was hard mouthed and laughed silently: "if you can, you'd better like girls. It's very tiring to like boys."

Xia Beiqing puzzled: "like is like, how tired?"

Shen Zhiyu put his arm on the table and looked up at the boy: "then I ask you, can you really accept the strange eyes of the public? Do you dare to hold my hand in the street? Dare to introduce to others, I am your lover? You can't get through the one in your family. "

Xia Bei tilted his hand and said, "what is this, if I dare?"

"Well, even if you dare, it's not suitable between us."

Xia Bei tilted his brows and was already very irritable. He repeatedly asked, "why not? What's wrong? "

Shen Zhiyu didn't answer and asked, "how old are you?"

“18。”

"Do you know how old I am?"

Xia Beiqing shook his head. Someone mentioned it before, but he didn't pay attention to it.

Shen Zhiyu stirred up a gentle smile: "I'm 28, classmate Xia. We're ten years behind each other. You're still young. You have plenty of time to amuse yourself. If you have interest, you can talk about it. If you don't have interest, you can divide it. But I'm not the same. I can't afford to play any more. What I'm looking for is someone who can spend my life hand in hand. Do you understand? "

"I don't understand." Xia Bei leaned over to Shen Zhiyu, holding his face in both hands, and smiling: "I only know that Mr. Shen said that he was rejecting me, mentioning sexual orientation and age, but he didn't say that he didn't like me. Can I think that you like me?"

“……”

Shen Zhiyu choked.

He said so much, all in vain.

Xia Beiqing stretched out his hand and held Shen Zhiyu's chin. He stared at him with burning eyes. He looked determined: "Mr. Shen, don't think I will give up like this. Wait. You will promise me sooner or later."

Then he stood up straight.

When he got to the door, he stopped, tilted his head and blinked his left eye at Shen Zhiyu: "see you tomorrow, Mr. Shen."

Then he left the office.

It's night, Ruan family.

At dinner, I suddenly mentioned that the Qinhuai opera troupe was coming to Beijing for a tour this week. Their pillars were full of flowers. They were famous for their delicate tone and flexible posture.

Mr. Ye likes to listen to opera, and he is good friends with leader Liu of Qinhuai troupe. Naturally, he will go to the show this time.

Ye meipan looked at Xiang Yunci and reminded him, "don't run around at the weekend. Let's go together."

Cloud words poured a saliva, didn't answer.

Ye meipan is used to it.

At the weekend, a group of people came to Liyuan by car.

Liu arranged the front seat, the attendant made the superior Longjing before the rain, and the snacks were put on the table.

People came in one after another at the door, and soon there was no room for them, all for the flower.

Yun CI leaned on the chair, twisted a few snacks and stuffed his mouth. Before he saw the play, he filled his stomach first.

Hold your head, a little sleepy.

At this time, the gongs and drums were sounded, and the actors came to the stage. First, they played a beautiful flower gun, and the audience applauded like thunder.

Then, the crowd scattered and Hua Yinong came on the stage.

She was dressed in heavy make-up. She was dressed as a Huadan. She was really amazing. She looked down and raised her eyes. All her actions and actions were full of amorous feelings.