Quick Transmigration: Straight Man Fails Again

Ouyang Xue's face was a little ugly. She opened her mouth. Just as she was about to say something more, her eyes opened slightly, and her expression showed a little panic and inconceivable.

She looked so guilty, so nervous that she didn't know what to do. Her eyes were no longer fixed on the youth, but inclined slightly and looked in a certain direction.

Lin Jinan seems to have a sense to turn his head, straight into a pair of eyes.

Song Huaiju walked slowly and sat down next to the youth. He nodded to the woman and held the young man's hand.

Lin Jinan said in a low voice, surprised in tone, "how did you come?"

The man clasped his hand, raised a light smile to come, "home did not see people, call you, you do not answer."

His tone, with a little grievance, flustered, because no one could be found.

So I used some means to find out the location of this cafe.

"Huaiju, I..." Ouyang Xue looks at the two people who are close to each other, and his heart is sour.

"I just want to see him and know what kind of person you like," she explained

With that, he moved his eyes to the young man's face, imploring Him not to sue her in front of the man.

Song Huaiju just took a look at Ouyang Xue, and his eyes followed the youth around him.

Indulgent, indulgent, affectionate and unrestrained

His eyes were full of him, so he couldn't move his eyes.

Lin Jinan sighs in her heart. Ouyang Xue is also a poor person. She has loved song Huaiju for so many years, but she has never been responded to.

If not for him, Ouyang Xue, year after year, day after day, will one day move song Huaiju.

"Miss Ouyang is very polite. She invited me to have coffee, and she didn't mean to make trouble for me." Lin Jinan laughed and scratched the man's palm.

"Well." Song Huaiju answered and sipped his warm coffee with the cup he had used.

After drinking, the light evaluation of a, "very sweet."

The coffee was bitter, and Lin added a negligible amount of sugar to it.

The sweet is the youth himself, not the coffee.

The interaction between the two is punishment and suffering for Ouyang Xue.

Her heart aches and pains, but she doesn't want to go.

Song Huaiju is a person with moderate cleanliness. He will never touch some personal belongings used by outsiders.

At present, he and the youth used the same cup, but he didn't feel dirty. The mouth of the cup was stained with young people's saliva, and he didn't care, but pasted it with dignity.

Obviously, this is not the first time he has done such a thing.

It turns out that song Huaiju is not ignorant of love, and he is not naturally cold. All his love was given to one person.

Song Huaiju is more charming than ever before.

Ouyang Xue is completely dead hearted. She is not looked at by men.

Even if she insists on it, it's no use. It's impossible for her to like this kind of thing.

Once a person like song Huaiju falls in love with a person, it will be a lifelong thing. He will die and fall in love with only one until he is old.

"I wish you all happiness." After thinking about it, Ouyang Xue's tone became more sincere. She took her bag and was about to leave.

She wanted to find a place to cry freely for a time in memory of her unfulfilled love.