Fang Zichen looks at her earnest appearance also does not urge, quietly looks at her, in the eye takes the warm smile.
Now he suddenly felt that Luo Xiaoying was more and more agreeable.
How to say, there is a kind of silly feeling.
Especially the eyes, small swelling, look at you when the eye tail droop is very innocent.
Luo Xiaoying carefully helped him to choose, and then put it back in front of him, looking very clever, "choose well, you can eat."
Fang Zichen looked down at the bowl. As expected, there was no coriander.
"You're very careful." Fang Zichen unnatural mouth, picked up chopsticks to eat, this Ramen taste is good.
Luo Xiaoying pursed her lips and didn't speak. She ate quietly with her low eyes.
She always can't do what she should do well. On the contrary, she does some things that she shouldn't do very well.
When she comes out of the Ramen restaurant, the cold air at night is still strong. Fang Zichen takes a look at Luo Xiaoying. She only wears a Short Sleeve Plaid Dress, barefoot, and looks very cold. Unconsciously, she hugs her arms
Fang Zichen took off his coat and put it on her shoulder. He swallowed her puzzled eyes and said, "let's go home together."
Go home together These words together, as if how to listen to how ambiguous, Luo Xiaoying habitually lowered her head, cheek involuntarily red.
Fortunately, the light is not strong, and you can't see it at night.
Fang Zichen walked in front of him, and Luo Xiaoying followed him silently one step behind him.
Fang Zichen deliberately slows down, but Luo Xiaoying doesn't keep up. He looks back and knows that she doesn't want to step forward.
Frowning, Fang Zichen stopped and looked at her sideways, "Why are you so far away from me? Will I eat you? "
Luo Xiaoying looked at him and shook her head. "No, I I'm used to it
She's always like this.
There are no friends who follow behind others. As time goes by, it's like this.
Inferiority is not a day, but a long time accumulation, just like she does not like to see people, because that would be ugly to others.
Fang Zichen didn't know what to say about her, even some It hurts.
The Adam's apple rolled slightly. Fang Zichen reached over her shoulder and pulled her to her side. "Don't worry, I don't dislike you, and you don't need to belittle yourself. You look so It's lovely, really! "
Luo Xiaoying looks at him with a serious face. She is a little stunned. She doesn't seem to believe what he said.
In fact, she didn't know that Fang Zichen didn't like her?
That should be everywhere to avoid her right, why repeatedly help her, give her transformation?
Fang Zichen took her to the door, looked at the light inside and asked: "are your parents at home?"
Luo Xiaoying nodded and pushed aside the wind blown hair on her cheek.
Fang Zichen looked at Zheng for a moment, and immediately moved his eyes. "You go in, and I'll go home."
Luo Xiaoying watched him turn around, hesitated for a moment, still could not help saying: "hello."
"What for?" Fang Zichen stops and looks at her.
Luo Xiaoying nervously swallowed saliva. Her eyes flickered and she lowered her head. Her voice was very light. "You, why do you always help me?"
Why do you always help her?
Fang Zichen was also curious.
Low Mou thinks, square son Chen can't help but smile, looking at her eyes half joke half serious, "who let you meet me so miserable every time."