"What are you doing so nervous about?" Looking at Wang Zhao's lips, she said.

Gently licked the dry lip corner, Wang Zhao raised his head, fixed looking at Xiang rong'er, whispered: "in fact, it's nothing, just feel that he just said that, a little inappropriate."

"Well, I think it's OK. After all, in a sense, I'm your guest, and you should serve me." Show eyebrow tiny pick, put down the chopsticks to rong'er, directly up, "OK, I'm full." With that, she left directly from the table.

Wang Zhao was staring at the dishes on the table that had hardly been moved. His dark eyes flashed slightly, and finally he bowed his head to eat.

He finished the meal as quickly as possible, packed it up, and came to the living room. Looking at Xiang ronger, who was lying lazily on the sofa, he gently put down the cup in his hand, "this is the tea I made for you. What do you want to do now?"

Hearing Wang Zhao's words, he held his head to rong'er, looked at him sideways, and pursed his lips slightly, "en I want to see a movie, or you can accompany me to the movie. "

"Well, what do you want to see? I'll find it for you! " Quickly agreed, Wang Zhao with the remote control, began to look for.

Xiang rong'er languidly reclined on the sofa, her eyes swept lightly on the TV screen, "all right, I don't like anything."

Holding the remote control hand slightly stiff, Wang Zhao side head looking at to rong'er, "then I'll turn over from the beginning, if you see want to see tell me."

"No, you can just find one." Shaking his head slightly, to rong'er, he picked up the pillow on the sofa and put his chin against it. His face was indifferent to the opening.

Since Xiang rong'er has already said so, Wang Zhao also knows that if he keeps asking her questions, he will certainly make her impatient. So he directly finds a literary film and orders to play it.

"Turn off the lights and pour me another glass of red wine." Xiang rong'er raised his eyelids and looked at Wang Zhao, saying faintly.

"Good." He nodded slightly, and then Wang Zhao got up directly. He took a goblet and poured two glasses of red wine. Then he turned off the light in the living room and sat down beside Xiang rong'er.

The living room, which was just bright, was suddenly dark, and the light from the TV hit Xiang rong'er's face.

Wang Zhao has been careful to use the rest of the corner of his eye to look at ronger, although her eyes are staring at the TV, but the eyes have been lax, can not help but take a deep breath.

As time went by, in addition to the sound from the TV, only Wang Zhao poured wine, and the cup on the tea table made a collision sound.

Wang Zhao looked down at the time on his eyes and wrists, and found that it was already eleven o'clock. His eyes flashed slightly. He turned his head and looked at Xiang rong'er, who was lazy on the sofa. He said in a low voice, "do you want to go tonight?"

"Do you want me to go?" Hearing Wang Zhao's words, she raised her eyebrows to rong'er with a charming smile.

Well

Wang Zhao really didn't know how to answer this question. He pursed his lips a little and then said, "if you don't leave, I'll go to prepare the toiletries for you now."

"No hurry. I'm not sleepy. Are you sleepy?" The narrow eye son half MI, to Rong Er light ask a way.