Shang Jing could clearly see her panic.

After all, she is still a simple little girl who can't hide her emotions.

Although he witnessed everything, since she didn't intend to let him know, he could pretend that he knew nothing.

"I'm just passing by." Shang Jing looked normal. "Do you want to go back? I'll take you there."

After he said this, Wei Ying's tense nerves finally relaxed and she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"No, I can walk back very close." The girl looked at him and showed an innocent smile, "Thank you, Mr. Shang."

Rejected again.

Shang Jing can now be sure that she is not distancing herself from him, but is trying to draw a clear line between them.

The two just stared at each other for a long time, and no one spoke.

Wei Ying's palms began to sweat.

She really wanted to go back to sleep now, but why didn't this man in front of her, who said he was just passing by, leave?

He is still here. Wouldn't it be impolite if I left first?

The two of them seemed to be playing a game that children play, a test of endurance where whoever speaks or moves first loses.

In the end, it was Wei Ying who gave in first and took the initiative to speak: "Mr. Shang, are you not leaving yet?"

She looked frank and sincere and said, "Then I'm leaving."

After saying this, he turned around and left without any reluctance.

Shang Jing felt that if he was a little more fragile, he might have been devastated by her reaction to him.

"Wei Ying."

He felt that the current situation was very bad, so he didn't plan to move forward step by step slowly.

Shang Jing grabbed the little girl's wrist. This was the first time he had physical contact with her regardless of her wishes: "Are you ready to stop meeting me?"

Wei Ying looked at the big hand on her wrist in a daze at first, then when she heard his words, she immediately shook her head: "No."

"Did I say something or do something that annoys you?"

Apart from the rash confession last time, Shang Jing believed that he had not done anything annoying since they met.

"I hope what I said last time didn't put too much pressure on you."

I think this is where the problem lies.

A tall and strong man in a suit and tie already gives people a strong sense of oppression, especially with the character of Shang Jing, a face-paralyzed boss with thunderous means and a net worth of hundreds of billions, he seems even more unattainable.

In his eyes, the world seems to be divided into only two categories: ants and valuable people.

It is really hard to imagine that such a person would bend his waist slightly, with a relaxed brow, and look at the girl in front of him who is more than a head shorter than him with a pleasant expression.

"I said I like you, did that bother you? Or did it scare you?"

"You don't have to respond to me. It's okay if you reject me, but we can still get along like before. I don't want you to avoid me or ignore me because of this."

Wei Ying opened her eyes slightly, with an incredible look on her face.

"Don't be so surprised." Shang Jing curled his lips as if he found her expression very interesting. "I am also an ordinary person. Of course, I can't guarantee that everyone will like me. It's normal to be rejected."

Although he was smiling, it looked a bit like a wry smile, and there was a sense of loss and self-mockery in his words.

Sure enough, Wei Ying felt extremely guilty the moment she heard this.

She lowered her head and said in a low voice: "Mr. Shang is a very good person. There will be many people who like you."

"If you are not among this group of people, it will be meaningless."

The self-torture tactic should work on most girls, especially when she still has you in her heart.

You can’t hide your love for someone. Wei Ying’s way of expressing her love for someone is to make lots of delicious food for him.

In the past, only Fu Yuan and Pei Chen had received this treatment.

Of course she liked Shang Jing, but he was too outstanding and too dazzling, and she was always used to degrading herself, so she couldn't help but retreat.

"Can I take you home now?" Shang Jing didn't give her too much time to feel guilty and found a very reasonable excuse, "It's too late. It's not safe for you to walk back alone."

After all, there had just been a horrific incident of murder in the street nearby.

Perhaps the self-torture tactic worked, Wei Ying did not refuse again.

Yan Yan and Fu Yuan went out for dinner and watched a newly released movie together.

It's a romantic comedy, about an hour and a half long.

Most of the people sitting around them were couples. When the movie started, it was pitch black and everyone was watching the movie very seriously.

It had been playing for about twenty minutes, and only Yan Yan and the other two were left watching.

The atmosphere around me inexplicably started to feel strange, damp, ambiguous, and filled with tangled smells.

It was a young couple kissing passionately behind me.

Oh, not only that, the man and woman several seats away were also hugging each other, and they probably kissed too.

The screen at this moment was showing the male and female protagonists flirting in the restaurant, and even up to now there had not been a single intimate scene.

Why did these people start?

Is the movie too boring?

"Don't look." A hand suddenly stretched out to block Fu Yuan's curious sight.

She was staring at the couple next to her kissing passionately, without any sign of embarrassment or shyness.

Being blindfolded suddenly, Fu Yuan raised her hands and pulled them away twice: "I can't see the movie screen."

"Are you sure you're watching a movie?" Yan Yan pointed out helplessly.

Fu Yuan was very confident after being exposed, and even turned the tables: "Oh, you didn't let me watch it, so you watched it secretly?"

Yan Yan really couldn't do anything with her, so he simply hugged her and pressed her into his arms, completely eliminating her thoughts of peeking at other people being intimate: "You, you only know how to bully me."

"You can bully me too." The girl in his arms hugged him and smiled coquettishly. Suddenly, she bit his chest through his clothes. "Do you want it?"

Perhaps it was because the light around was too dim, the girl's voice seemed particularly seductive in the ambiguous atmosphere, like a soul-sucking fairy.

She said, "I have a gift for you, too."

During the day, Yan Yan was secretly jealous because she specially prepared a birthday gift for Ms. Yan.

Yan Yan listened to her words with his ears tilted, and then the girl's lips came close to his ear, and she almost whispered these words into his ears.

"Today...I give myself to you."

Yan Yan's hand on her shoulder paused, and he didn't react for a moment.

But after all, he has a strong ability to comprehension, and after spending a long time with Fu Yuan, he can more or less keep up with her jumping thoughts.

What's more, the couple behind them were already impatient. In the dark, the ability to see is reduced, and other senses will be infinitely magnified.

He clearly heard an unknown sticky sound.

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