Shen Zhiyu looked blandly at the figure in front of him, stretching his lazy bones. The snow colored Hanfu had a special charm. There was no cumbersome or publicized embroidery decoration on the Hanfu. It was white and clean, like the bright moon. It should have looked elegant, but it was dressed by this man with a youthful charm.
"May I help you?" Ranbai handed them the menu. She was polite. After all, she was a professional waiter.
Roommate:?
Shen Zhiyu leaned back against the back of the chair, his long legs overlapped, and his sitting posture was a little lazy and cold. He glanced at the menu at will, and then gave it back to dye white. His fingers were thin and long, and his joints were white and beautiful.
"Introduce yourself."
I can't hear any emotion from the tone. It's like seeing a stranger. If you don't see the good menu, you want me to say how to have a meal and have an exam. All right, spoil it.
She cleared her throat, stood at the mahogany table, introduced them to the special dishes of our store, and showed them the picture very considerately. When she bent over, she lowered her waist slightly, and the broad sleeves of Han clothes hung down. She patiently asked, "the above is probably the characteristics of our store. What do you want to order?"
Shen knew that he didn't look at the picture very much and was not interested. He pulled off his tie. In the hazy light, his white fingers buckled on the black tie to show a cold color. The buttons of his shirt were meticulously buckled to the top, neat and abstinent. Due to his actions, he could not see the edge of his collarbone. His neck was white as if he had brushed a layer of cold light glaze and shed light and shadow.
concise and comprehensive.
"You look good and order what you like."
Ranbai didn't speak for a moment.
The action of handing over the menu was a little close. Shen Zhiyu could smell a taste similar to puffed food on ranbai. He looked up at her, his eyes were cool and light, "huh?" There was a deep end.
Will you die if you show more?
She doesn't need money.
This shirt is more or less in the way.
Ranbai reluctantly regained his consciousness, hard to remove his eyes that fell on the man's collar, but still frivolously slipped over those slender hands and said with a smile: "I like too much. I'm afraid I'll eat you bankrupt."
You look good.
But I can't help serving you.
"It doesn't matter. Brother Shen is rich." Banda Wen looked at the scene thoughtfully with his chin propped up. He always felt something was wrong. Shen knew something was wrong. He took time to pick his eyebrow and said to ranbai.
"Really?" Asked ran Bai.
Shen Zhiyu interrupted what ranbai had to say. There was no taboo and said, "go ahead and take it home if you can't finish eating."
Just fuck you?
Take me home?
This is not impossible.
Dyed white and hooked lips, the voice line was lazy, tired and loose: "brother Shen is so rich."
Those four words came out of her mouth, like winding around the tip of her tongue, guessed and announced in her mouth after repeated grinding, with unclear silk.
"Call second brother." He is neither salty nor indifferent.
Ran Bai stood up straight and looked down at the man's cold side face under the light. It was exquisite like a mural. His skin was white to luminous, and the lines extended all the way to his neck.
What kind of reserve.
I got you earlier.
"Oh." Ran Bai said, "Shen Zhiyu."
Just! no Shout!
He brazenly called his full name. Shen Zhi looked at her and hissed: "it's not big or small."
Bender's reaction was not so calm, almost stunned: "do you know?"
He hasn't heard that there are four young masters in the Shen family!
Shen Mingxuan, he's seen it too. It won't last forever!!
Is it difficult for Shen Mingxuan to have a facelift?!
"Love brother?" To sum up, band couldn't help blurting out when he heard it. His eyes were full of you. You can play.
No wonder band Wen thinks so. Isn't it the most normal thing under this premise for a creature like Shen Zhiyu, who is not close to women to metamorphosis, to live and become a mother of indifference and like homosexuality? To this end, Banda Wen is often worried about his reputation and integrity. He is the first straight man in the universe.
"Shen Zhiyu! How old is he!" Banda smelled and looked at the people around him. His expression said you were a beast and his tone said you were scum. Together, you were fucking crazy.
“……”
Ranbai smiled, her peach blossom eyes full of ridicule and banter, and looked at Shen Zhiyu: "brother Qing? That's good."
"She is my sister." Shen Zhiyu's eyes were so cold that he could almost kill people.
Bande's brain circuit finally reacted and realized something. He remembered that the Shen family had an adopted daughter recently. For a moment, he didn't know what to say.
How to say, it's social death.
It's not a big problem.
old fault.
Ranbai saved Banda Wen's death scene. After all, what he said can please her: "do you have any taboos?"
Banda felt relieved and couldn't help but keep his mouth shut: "no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
"So easy to feed? That's good. I look at it." Dyed white followed suit.
So Shen Zhiyu's sentence "no parsley, onion, ginger and garlic, no pepper, no barbecue and frying, no duck and goose, no high fat, high sugar, high salt, etc." got stuck in his throat.
When ranbai saw that Shen Zhiyu didn't speak, he shouted again, "brother?"
Two seconds later, Shen Zhiyu nodded faintly.
Banda Wen couldn't help looking at Shen Zhiyu and smiled more and more incomprehensible.
Shen knows something's wrong.
Something's wrong.
Ranbai went to serve the dishes. There were not many guests at this point. In short, she looked back at the two people by the window. She didn't know what they were talking about. In short, she didn't pay attention to it, so she rushed to her roommate and stretched out her hand: "where's my potato chips!"
“……”
Without a big word, the roommate said fiercely, "there's no food!"
The boy narrowed his peach blossom eyes, and his eyes were bright and moist, like the peach blossom rain that was about to fall. It was silent and quiet. It was a kind of grievance and pity.
Lying trough, lying trough, violation, this!
The roommate trembled and took out the potato chips. Before you could say the word "give it to you", several waitresses in Chinese clothes rushed over and stuffed all the hidden snacks into dye's arms.
"I have here, I have here!"
"What flavor of potato chips do you want, original barbecue tomatoes..."
"Do you want all the candy?"
"Try this. It's very delicious."
Ranbai, who was full of snacks, laughed in a low voice. After his voice was lowered, he was hoarse and pleasant. He showed some unspeakable magnetism. In short, he was a good voice that could fascinate the little girl: "thank you, sisters."
Roommate: "
Dye Bai opened another bag of potato chips, ate them all, and served the two guests slowly.
This time, Shen Zhiyu could clearly smell the smell of ranbai. He was silent for a long time and suddenly said, "there is a kind of --"
"Huh?" Dye white side eyes to see him.
"A taste between puffed food and sugar."
"So?"