I, the villainous female lead, wear many hats

Chapter 108 The Romantic Man

The moonlight was like a misty tulle, and she felt that a sonata should be played at this time.

It's a pity that she has never been exposed to this kind of artistic music, so she doesn't know which sonata best suits the atmosphere at this time and her state of mind.

The man in front of you is very handsome, wearing narrow-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose. When he looks at you through the glasses, he always has an indescribable affection and taste.

Not to mention that he was gently touching her ankle at this moment, how could she resist it?
She trembled her eyelashes, their arcs were like panicked butterflies.

She was suddenly in a trance.

She doesn't seem to be the vicious female partner in Shengying's school anymore.

She felt that she had entered the dating scene of "Love in My Heart" from another dimension, and the man she was dating was him.

The summer night is quiet, and the surrounding scenes seem to have been carefully designed by people. The wet gravel road, the sticky temperature, the dim street lamps, and a few fireflies drifting by from time to time in the woods late at night. The indescribable atmosphere is as if Naturally suitable for creating romance.

And beside her, there happens to be a romantic man, no need for him to deliberately create, every detail of him will make you feel the romance of high EQ.

His hands are a little cold.

Jiang Chacha couldn't help it, her ankle couldn't help shrinking back.

The man said gently, "Teacher, don't move."

Hearing his imperative tone, Jiang Chacha was stunned, and really didn't move.

His cool hands covered her ankles again.

It was obvious that his fingers only gently touched her skin, but she felt that her ankles were completely covered by his big hands.

With a movement of his long fingers, he pinched her split shoelace.

Jiang Chacha looked down at him.

After entering the game, she discovered that people with long legs, good-looking faces, good-looking hands, and excellent background and grades actually exist.

His knuckles are slightly bent, and every movement of his hands seems to be a famous painting that is pleasing to the eye.

The laces are black.

The original shoe buckle is considered scrap and can no longer be used.

With a light hook of his fingers, he tied the black tie around her ankle and gently tied it in a knot.

His movements are light.

She has a feeling of being carefully cared for in her heart.

He touched the bow tie with his fingers, and smiled warmly, "Okay."

"Thank you, thank you." Jiang Chacha responded quickly.

Wen Huai continued to laugh.

He lowered his eyes and looked at his work.

He tied the lace of the high-heeled shoe into a beautiful knot, and the black lace was wrapped around the skin, making the slender ankle even more white.

The slender and white ankles give people a sense of fragility, making people want to protect and possess.

Wen Huaizhi's smile remained unchanged, and then he stood up gracefully.

Under his gaze, although Jiang Chacha was feeling uncomfortable, she still had to bite the bullet and walked a few steps on the gravel road.

The shoelaces were knotted and wrapped around her ankles, and they were very unstable, and the high heels would be loose.Jiang Chacha is like a person who has just learned to walk, walking extremely slowly, which is very strange.

The feet are a bit out of the heel.

Jiang Chacha gritted her teeth, she couldn't let her go out barefoot, could she?
She still tried to walk a few steps.

But as she imagined, the fragile shoelaces finally couldn't bear the heavy pressure, and the bow that Wen Huaizhi tied her broke apart again.

She couldn't afford the heel of her shoe, and when she was walking, that foot was tripped by the high heel.

The body leaned forward quickly.

Amitabha……

She yelled for help in her heart.

Then she closed her eyes resignedly, planning to kiss the ground.

Suddenly, a thin and powerful arm appeared beside her on time, tightly grasped her arm, and controlled her body.

Jiang Chacha grabbed the shirt material on his arm with her hand.

Seeing her stabilize her body in embarrassment, Wen Huaizhi's eyes under the glasses were slightly smiling.

"It's dangerous, teacher."

He pulled her, and she leaned against him.

The distance between the two was suddenly shortened a lot.

Like two parallel threads, they were suddenly forcibly pulled together by an external force.

Being too close, Jiang Chacha could smell the washing powder on him whenever he breathed.

She blushed and breathed heavily.

Suddenly, I felt that the high temperature of the summer night was becoming more and more unbearable.

Wen Huaizhi didn't notice her strangeness, he squatted down gracefully, looked at the funny shoelaces hanging down around her ankles, and said in a gentle tone, "What a pity."

He got up and looked at her helplessly, "Teacher can only walk with one foot bare."

After the words fell, the expression of the woman in front of him attracted his attention.

For some reason, she didn't dare to look directly at him, but turned her face sideways.The smooth long black hair slightly blocked her side face, as if she was uncomfortable being watched by him, she stretched out her hand and pinned the long hair around her face behind her ears, revealing the fine white skin under the long hair just now, and On her creamy cheeks, there was a layer of faint, ambiguous pink.

Her soft fingers were still touching her reddish ears, just looking at them, she felt that her ears were soft and warm.

Actions, unique style, can touch the softest part of people's heart.

It's like a small electric current, but it's not irritating, but it's crispy and numb, moistening things silently.

Her eyes were erratic at this time, wet and indescribably pure.

Seeing this scene, Wen Huaizhi suddenly felt that the air after the rain became more viscous, and the temperature in summer nights was still high, and the humid and hot air adhered to his lungs, making it a little harder to breathe.

The lens refracts the light, hiding the color of the eyes underneath.

Although the breathing became heavier, it was well hidden by him.

Jiang Chacha's hand that had been clenched just now suddenly loosened.Feeling less nervous, he turned his head and asked unnaturally, "What did you just say?"

Wen Huaizhi's face remained normal, he smiled, "I said the teacher might be walking out barefoot."

She was silent.

It has just rained, and the ground is wet. If she walks barefoot, her feet will definitely get dirty.

Her bare foot was already stuck on the gravel road, the ground was very damp, and her soles seemed to be slightly stained with water.

Wen Huaizhi seemed to see her entanglement, and thoughtfully offered her another solution, "If the teacher wants me to help, it's okay."

She looked at her puzzled, with an expression on her face that seemed to say "how can this help".

He laughed and waited for a few seconds.

Only then did the warm and thin lips part.

"Classic movie plot."

Ginger tea:...

She understood in seconds.

(End of this chapter)