"Old four, old four?" Yan Shaoqing said a few words, but the people beside him didn't respond. When he looked up, he saw that Gong Zeli was in a daze.

I don't know what he's thinking. He's in a trance.

Yan Shaoqing speechless stretched out his hand and shook it in front of his eyes: "old four, come back, what are you thinking."

Miyazawa never recovered from this.

His eyes are still a little flimsy, with a little loss and confusion, and then he turns his head to look at Shen rou.

He can't remember a lot of things about the year when he was ten years old.

But only the sweet smell, but deeply embedded in his sense of smell, so many years later, he still remember.

He could not remember what perfume he wore that night.

But after so many years, Shen Rong never used that perfume again.

He also asked her that she did not love the fragrance, and that perfume was also stopped.

But on that day, he smelled the same perfume on Joe's body.

If the production is stopped, how can Joe still have that perfume?

He had a lot of questions in his mind.

Maybe he should ask Joe Mianmian.

I don't know if it's because Joe Mianmian makes him feel familiar. He finds that he doesn't seem to hate her as much as before.

But he still didn't like her.

"Nothing."

Gong Zeli takes his eyes away from Shen Rou and gets up and says, "I'll go to the bathroom and you can talk."

Then he turned and walked out of the box.

Yan Shaoqing watched him walk out of the box. After thinking about it, she stood up and said to Shen Rou with a smile: "Rourou, I'm in a hurry. I have to go to the bathroom. What do you want to eat and drink? It's your second brother's treat tonight. "

"By the way, there are some new young masters here. They are all very handsome. Would you like me to order some for you? "

His words, in exchange for Shen Rou's glare, and a throw toward him in the past pillow: "Yan Shaoqing, you want to die!"

Yan Shaoqing touched his nose and looked innocent: "OK, you don't want to forget it."

*

Out of the box.

Gong Zeli didn't go to the bathroom, but leaned against the wall on the corridor, inserted his hands into his trouser pockets, half squinted and looked up at the incandescent lamp on his head.

The light was dazzling, so he had to close his eyes. After a while, he slowly opened them again.

The door of the box was pushed open again.

Yan Shaoqing came out and saw him standing outside the door. First he was stunned, then he closed the door with his lips.

"Why, not to the bathroom?"

Miyazawa glanced at him with a faint voice: "it's too stuffy inside. Come out to breathe."

"Me too."

Yan Shaoqing also put one hand into the trousers pocket of his suit and stood side by side with him. After a moment's silence, she said, "what did Rourou tell you?"

Miyazawa from the pursed lower lip: "nothing."

"It's about the second brother?" He did not say, Yan Shaoqing himself can guess, "what on earth did she think, still refused to put it down? The second brother is married, and you can see with your own eyes how much he cares about his little sister-in-law. Fourth, if you go on like this, we will really become strangers. "

Yan Shaoqing is usually playful and not serious. At this moment, her face is so serious that she can't be more serious. "Rourou doesn't like little sister-in-law, I can understand. But what about you? What's your reason? "

"My sister-in-law has never offended you before. Why do you hate people?"