The sick young master went to dance again

When Song Yuxing asked Lu Si why he appeared here, Lu Si was rarely embarrassed. He would never admit that he found it because Song Yuxing hadn't sent him a message for several days.

Of course, he wouldn't ask the other party why he didn't look for him. This is too shameless, and it's not Mr. Lu's style of doing things.

It seemed like he cared.

Mr. Lu looked up at the sky, and said nonchalantly, "Find a place to sit."

Song Yuxing: "Okay."

Lu Si had lived in Beicheng University for four years, so he was obviously more familiar with every part of the school than Song Yuxing, a freshman.

There is a high-end coffee shop not far away, and it takes about ten minutes to walk there. It is very quiet. Lu Si used to go there to study, especially when the final exam was approaching.

The two walked side by side on the school road, and their shadows were elongated by the street lights.

From time to time, students passing by looked at them. After all, the two of them looked very outstanding.

One is wearing an expensive suit and leather shoes, and looks like a social elite, while the other is wearing an ordinary T-shirt and jeans, and ordinary white sneakers, a young and immature male college student, no matter how you look at it, it matches well.

Song Yuxing quietly moved closer to Lu Si, and the corner of his mouth raised a happy arc, "Look, our shadows are touching each other."

Lu Si followed his gaze, and their shadows elongated by the street lamps were indeed close together, appearing very intimate.

"Brother, I thought you would ignore me."

Lu Si looked sideways at the speaker. The young man's eyebrows were lowered, his slender and thick eyelashes trembled slightly, his side face looked extraordinarily soft under the moonlight, and his fair skin seemed to be coated with a layer of delicate and smooth glaze.

A strange emotion flashed in the man's eyes that were getting darker under the night.

He pursed his thin lips and said nothing.

Song Yuxing lowered his head and said in a low voice; "I...I dare not send you a message, lest you find me annoying."

"Brother, you must think I'm annoying, that's why you don't want to talk to me, and send you messages for every little thing."

"I've been controlling myself for the past few days, but I really miss you and want to find you..." Song Yuxing secretly pinched his arm, and immediately frowned in pain, his eyes filled with hazy water Fog's gentle tone was a little bit aggrieved, which made me feel pity.

Lu Si had imagined many situations before. Song Yuxing wanted to play hard to get, or encountered something, and was bullied again. He even thought of the broken mobile phone and no money to buy a new one.

Now that he heard the answer from the client, it unexpectedly made him feel happy.

However, this emotion didn't last long, his face gradually became dark, and he didn't say a word.

Song Yuxing, who was next to him, waited for a long time but did not get an answer from Lu Si. He sneaked a glance at the man. The line of the man's face was tense, and he looked in a bad mood.

how?Did he say the wrong thing again?

It's hard to guess a man's mind.

Song Yuxing couldn't figure it out, so he had no choice but to follow silently and followed the man step by step.

This silence lasted until the two walked into the coffee shop.

Lu Si chose a corner by the window to sit down, and Song Yuxing sat opposite him cautiously.

The waiter came over, "What would you like to drink?"

Lu Si: "A glass of iced latte."

Song Yuxing flipped through the menu, with a bit of embarrassment on her pretty face, "Just give me a glass of ice water, thank you."

Drinks here are not cheap.

Lu Si added to the waiter without changing his face: "His can be the same as mine, and I want another tiramisu."

"Strawberry," he added again.

The waiter found it strange, but it was obvious that he should listen to this handsome gentleman with extraordinary clothes and temperament, "Okay, sir, please wait a moment, both of you."

After the waiter left, Song Yuxing carefully looked at the man opposite with a bad face, "Brother, why didn't you speak just now, are you angry?"

Lu Si: "No." After a pause, he asked quietly again: "Why did those people bully you just now, is it really like what they said?"

Song Yuxing hummed, with a bitter smile, "I don't know why, the female students in the class like to talk to me, Liu Fei, that is, the boy just now, he doesn't like me, saying I'm a little boy, a bitch , always targeting me..."

"If I hadn't met you just now, I really don't know what to do, I can't beat them."

Lu Si finally understood, those men were jealous of Xiao Pengci's good looks, popular with girls, Sour Lemon, and deliberately troubled him.

This guy with small arms and legs, how can he fight with others, I guess someone can beat him to tears with a single punch.

"Brother, although I am white, I am not a bitch, really!" The young man said seriously with his clear and beautiful eyes.

Although Song Yuxing's facial features are exquisite and beautiful, they definitely have nothing to do with sissies. He has a very comfortable appearance, handsome but not feminine, and there is still a bit of youthful youthfulness on his face. After a few years With the youthfulness gone, it will be more attractive.

Lu Si couldn't help chuckling. He rested his chin with one hand, and looked at the person sitting opposite him in a leisurely manner. There was a bit of playfulness and joking in his magnetic voice, "It's not a sissy, it's a white chicken."

Song Yuxing; "..."

"Guests, here are the coffee and tiramisu you ordered."

The waiter came over with a tray and placed two glasses of iced latte in front of the two of them, with the tiramisu in the middle.

"Please enjoy."

"Thank you."

Lu Si pushed the tiramisu, which looked very appetizing, to Song Yuxing.

"For me?" The young man asked uncertainly with a pleasant smile on his face.

Lu Si hummed, "I don't like sweets."

Song Yuxing: "Then how do you know that I love sweets?"

Lu Si didn't answer and asked instead: "Why? Don't you like it?"

"I like it, thank you, brother, then I will be impolite!"

Lu Si hummed indifferently and reservedly.

It's probably because... Song Yuxing looks like someone who loves sweets.

Song Yuxing lowered his head and ate the dessert. The tiramisu tasted good, with a good texture, sweet but not greasy, and it was covered with fresh strawberries.

Tsk... Lu Si really likes strawberries.

Song Yuxing actually doesn’t know how to appreciate food. There is no difference between desserts that cost a few dollars and dozens of dollars. He was not able to eat such expensive things before. He can eat a box lunch that costs a few dollars. With relish, probably because wild boars can't eat fine bran, it should be delicious anyway.

"Brother, can I still send you WeChat in the future?"

Lu Si lowered his eyes and took a sip of coffee, "That's your freedom."

Song Yuxing smiled awkwardly, and muttered softly, "I'm afraid you'll block me because you think I'm too annoying."

Lu Si: "No."

"real?!"

"Ah."

"Thank you brother! I know you are very busy at work, so it doesn't matter if you don't reply to me."

Lu Si put down the coffee in his hand, clasped his hands on the table, and looked at the person opposite who was eating dessert with some complicated eyes.

He seems to be easily satisfied, just eating a cake, his eyes become bright.

"Song Yuxing, do you really like me that much?"

Hearing this, Song Yuxing almost choked on the cake, "Ahem..."

He looked blankly at the man who was asking the question, but the man still had a calm expression on his face.

He pretended to be reserved and nodded, and nodded very shyly, not even daring to lift his head.

Otherwise, the playful smile in his eyes would not be able to hide. Who gave Lu Si confidence? !

Mr. Lu didn't notice anything, he only saw the shy and timid look of the young man, and his heart moved slightly.

He took out a paper towel, leaned forward, and gently wiped off a little cream remaining at the corner of Song Yuxing's mouth. The young man's lips were beautiful, light-colored, and they looked moist and shiny after eating the cake. They looked soft and good dear look.

I really didn't expect that Lu Si would wipe his mouth for him. This kind of intimate gesture, Lu Si's attitude towards him before was really not good.

Song Yuxing raised her eyes and looked at the man in surprise.

As he raised his head, Lu Si's fingertips inevitably touched his face. The skin on the young man's face was as tender as tofu, watery, and very pleasant to the touch. The man's slender fingers curled slightly Curling, he coughed lightly, and withdrew his hand as if nothing had happened.

"Maybe, we can try."

"Ah?" Song Yuxing was completely confused.

Lu Si rarely had the patience to repeat: "We can try to be together."

He looked at Song Yuxing leisurely, and his narrow eyes revealed a somewhat noble and arrogant smile, like a gift.

Hearing these words, this kid should be very happy.

After all, he liked himself so much, and finally got what he wanted.

Song Yuxing is really stupid, is that all?That's it?That's it?

He just retreated and let Lu Si hang out for a few days.

"What? Stupid?" Lu Si seemed very satisfied with the young man's reaction, so happy that he couldn't react, like a little fool, he kindly reminded: "Don't worry, it's true, you're not dreaming."

The corner of Song Yuxing's mouth twitched invisibly, "???"

After being silent for two seconds, he recovered from his sluggish state. He really didn't know how to express his emotions at this time, so he could only pinch his thigh desperately, and his eyes turned red instantly.

He stood up abruptly, his amber eyes wide open, and he looked at Lu Si incredulously, his voice trembling in a slightly exaggerated way, "Really...really? Brother, you really promised me dating?"

Lu Si was silent for two seconds, then nodded.

"It's true...it's true!" The surprise came too suddenly, and the young man in sight was so happy that his shoulders were shaking.

But he was only happy for a moment, then he suddenly lowered his head in frustration, clutching the hem of his clothes tightly with both hands, at a loss, "How can a person like me be worthy of you, brother..."

Lu Si didn't agree with what he said, and hated seeing him look so inferior and cowardly.

"Song Yuxing, don't underestimate yourself."