Just met you: This guy is a bit warm

Su Ruonan left the bar smoothly.

Song Shiye also followed Su Ruonan out of the bar.

Su Jiawang's begging for mercy was heard behind him, followed by a series of miserable screams.

When Su Ruonan heard her brother's shrill screams, she couldn't help but shudder, biting her lower lip tightly with her teeth, resisting the urge to go back and save him.

Song Shiye raised his lips, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and straightened the cuffs of his shirt which were originally without a wrinkle. His deep black pupils emitted a cold light.

What does this have to do with him? Su Jiawang just deserves it.

For a moment, neither of them spoke, and the faint scent of tea filled their noses.

Su Ruonan glanced at the tall man next to her, raised her head, and as she moved, a section of her fair and delicate neck skin was gradually exposed. Upon closer inspection, there were short yellow hairs.

Her moist, clear eyes quickly met Song Shiye's deep gaze, then she lowered her eyes again, and opened her red lips slightly: "Thank you for lending me your umbrella last night."

"You're welcome," Song Shiye said casually.

Looking at the person in front of him with his head lowered, Song Shiye's lips curled up slightly, and a barely perceptible smile flashed in his eyes.

His voice was as gentle as spring, and seemed to carry an irresistible charm: "What's wrong? You're burying your head so low. Do I look scary?"

"No... no, you look... you look very handsome." Su Ruonan was much more honest, a typical person whose mouth speaks faster than his brain.

After realizing what shocking words she had said, Su Ruonan's face turned red instantly, and even the back of her neck was stained pink.

Su Ruonan lowered her head subconsciously, her heart filled with shyness and uneasiness, but when she thought of the man's teasing just now, she raised her head and glanced around, her eyes not meeting Song Shiye's.

Her fingers were tightly twisted together and trembling slightly, as if trying to hide her inner nervousness. Her lips were slightly pursed and her eyes flickered.

At this moment, Su Ruonan just wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into and never come out again. She was very upset. How could she say such words so impulsively?

Su Ruonan took a deep breath, tried to calm herself down, and tried to find a suitable way to resolve the embarrassment. After all, saying the wrong thing is not terrible. The key is how to properly handle the subsequent situation.

"I don't mean anything else, don't get me wrong. I mean, you don't look scary."

"Well, I know you didn't mean anything else. You just complimented me on my handsomeness." The man's voice came with a smile.

When these words were spoken, Su Ruonan was stunned. All her nervousness and shyness were thrown behind her ears. She dared to look Song Shiye in the eye, her almond-shaped eyes full of disbelief.

I didn't expect him to be so narcissistic.

Looking at the dazed girl in front of him, Song Shiye raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and a faint smile quietly bloomed on his face. That smile was like the warm sunshine in spring, gently falling on Su Ruonan.

Su Ruonan was stunned for a moment, raised her head slightly, and stared at Song Shiye with unconcealed eyes.

It turns out that handsome guys also have such nice smiles. Now she can understand why Liu Jiajia smiles foolishly at the photos of handsome young idols in the office all day long.

"Buzz buzz buzz...buzz buzz buzz"

The phone in the bag vibrated against my skin through the thin fabric.

Su Ruonan came to her senses and felt embarrassed again.

Look at what stupid thing I have done again. How could I be seduced by male beauty? I couldn’t help but silently recite “Amitabha” in my heart.

I took out my cell phone and saw that it was a call from my best friend.

This call was really timely, saving her from the dire situation. She was almost embarrassed to death.

Su Ruonan took a few steps to the side, quickly pressed the answer button, and carefully raised the phone to her ear.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the man standing not far from him turn and leave.

Su Ruonan just glanced at him lightly and then focused her attention back on the call with her best friend.

"Nannan, you said you haven't contacted me for a few days. Tell me, do you have another dog?" The tearful female voice came clearly into Su Ruonan's ears through the receiver.

Su Ruonan: Oh, it’s still in the performance.

Su Ruonan will of course fully cooperate with the person who pampers her best friend.

"It's only been three days, how come it feels like ages in your mouth?"

"A day without seeing you feels like three autumns. Tell me, it's already nine autumns, isn't that long?"

"Okay, okay, okay. I'm wrong, okay? Miss, how about I treat you to milk tea to make amends, with some pearl coconut milk tea? Is that okay with you?"

"Okay, I'll accept it."

The two shared recent interesting stories.

Su Ruonan was so engrossed in her conversation with her best friend Chu Yanshu that they had been standing there chatting for more than ten minutes without realizing it.

After hanging up the phone, Su Ruonan noticed that the man who had just left had returned at some point, holding a white plastic bag with the name of the pharmacy printed on it.

Through the plastic bag, I could vaguely see that the bag contained what seemed to be a bottle of iodine and a bag of cotton swabs.

Su Ruonan looked at the other person suspiciously. Is he injured?

Su Ruonan's gaze unconsciously wandered from the man's delicate cheeks to his feet, and every inch of his exposed skin was baptized by her gaze.

The man felt a surge of heat from the direct gaze, but he appeared to be calm on the outside. Only his slightly tightly pursed lips betrayed his nervousness.

Su Ruonan was a little hesitant, wondering whether she should speak up and show her concern for the other person, but she was afraid that her words would make the other person dislike her.

After hesitating for a moment, Su Ruonan decided to express her concern for the person who had helped her.

Su Ruonan's eyes moved to the bag: "Are you injured?"

"For you"

"For me?" Su Ruonan looked at the thing handed to her in confusion. She was a little confused for a moment, frowning, and trying hard to search for the memory of her injury in her mind.

"Your feet" Song Shiye didn't say much, just gave a brief reminder.

Only then did Su Ruonan remember that her foot was cut by the glass fragments that fell on the ground in the bar.

Su Ruonan lowered her head and looked at her exposed ankle. It didn't hurt anymore, but a layer of blood scab had formed on the wound.

I didn't expect him to be so attentive.

"Thank you"

Su Ruonan stretched out her hands and carefully took the bag from Song Shiye's hand.

She squeezed the bag gently, feeling the weight of the items inside, and a surge of gratitude welled up in her heart.

Even strangers would not hesitate to lend a helping hand when they saw her in trouble. However, what she never expected was that her brother, who shared the same blood with her and should have been as close as a brother, would deliberately try to push her into the abyss for money.