My dear you

He sat well, stood up to give people a kind of condescending feeling, ye Bingling suddenly felt that the air in the room was not enough.

"Sit down, please." Li Jinghao graciously invited Ye Bingling.

Is he here for her? Ye Bingling sat quietly opposite Li Jinghao.

Seeing her sit down, Li Jinghao also restored his original sitting posture.

"Last time, Miss Ye was frightened. I'm sorry. I hope Miss Ye won't blame her."

"Ah, no, no... it seems that Mr. Li drank a lot of wine that night. I didn't mean to. And you gave me such a beautiful necklace. Thank you."

"It's not a gift. I broke Miss Ye's necklace. It's natural to pay for a new one." He looked at the menu in his hand, slowed for a few seconds, thin lips slightly opened, "why don't I invite Miss ye to dinner today to show my apology?"

It's a good thing to have a handsome guy to treat her to dinner, and his current performance... Isn't it interesting to her?

Although Ye Bingling had promised, she still wanted to have some reserve. She cut her sideburns and said softly, "well, I still have to work now. Maybe it's not convenient..."

"Don't worry about that. I've already said hello to your supervisor."

He came prepared.

"Well... I'd rather be respectful than obedient." Ye Bingling nodded and agreed.

During the meal, Li Jinghao asked some questions. Fortunately, Bai Xiaoyu gave her a general idea, and she was able to answer them.

In fact, she is also hesitant to confess that the girl who was in the spring on the left bank that night was not her. But if you think about it carefully, I'm afraid it's not appropriate to change her words since she has already said it. Moreover, Bai Xiaoyu himself is still worried about what happened that day, so he should not want to know the truth. It's better to let the man misunderstand her.

After the whole meal, Li Jinghao's polite and gentlemanly performance left an excellent impression on Ye Bingling. Therefore, when the man proposed to send her home after the meal, ye Bingling agreed without hesitation.

The car stopped downstairs. Before going upstairs, ye Bingling asked, "don't you go up and sit down?"

Li Jinghao replied in two words, "No." But he put forward a request that surprised Ye Bingling.

"Miss ye, may I give you a hug?" When he said this, he was very natural. He didn't have any expression fluctuation. It seemed that he was just seeking her advice. It was like asking me if I could borrow your pen again.

Because the dress she is wearing today is exactly the white dress he saw that day. It's the figure vaguely, but he didn't see her face clearly. Now somehow, he felt the impulse to feel her. He saw that ye Bingling didn't respond in time.

"If you mind, take it as if I didn't mention it." He didn't want to be forced. He never offered to hold anyone. He seldom wanted to.

"But... Yes."

Although the first time we met, the man asked to hold her, which made her a little surprised, but what does it matter? The man was too dazzling. When he saw his handwriting, ye Bingling had a good impression on him, and it was lucky that he could get his favor.

With her promise, Li Jinghao stepped forward, reached out his arm and gently held her in his arms. He closed his eyes quietly, as if looking for something

Ye Bingling felt her heart beat several times faster, and her breath was full of the smell of his body. It was fresh and elegant, and unusual. She could not help but want to put her hand on his waist.

But as soon as he raised his hand, the man released his arm and said faintly, "thank you, Miss Ye."

Ye Bingling is a little absent-minded. He leaves suddenly, which makes her still have some ideas.

A familiar voice came from behind, "you..."