Racing Queen: The president is not too cold

Yan Hui concentrates on savoring the food, unaware that she has become a child playing with water in the eyes of others.

Food can always make people feel better. Yan Hui's current mood can be described as "beautiful". The whole day's fatigue and hard work seem to be healed by this delicious food.

It wasn't until the last piece of steak was in his stomach that Yan Hui put down the knife and fork, and there was even regret in his eyes: the food is delicious, but the portion is too small.

As she was thinking about this, a steak that was exactly the same as the one she had eaten appeared in her hand, with a slender hand on the edge of the plate.

She looked up, and Ling Yue had appeared by her side at some point.

"I see that you like steak very much. If you don't mind, I haven't touched it yet." Ling Yue stood in front of her, with his head half down, his profile against the candlelight, like a statue with excellent lines. sculpture.

Yan Hui remembered the dream she had when she was a girl:
In the dream, she was walking by the Aegean Sea, wandering among the white corridors, and suddenly saw a sculpture by a fountain.

Every line of that sculpture seemed to be carved out according to her mind, making her eyes stick to it and she couldn't move it away. She was bewitched and couldn't help but want to reach out and touch it, but as soon as she touched the sculpture , it turned into dust and disappeared...

For this dream, Yan Hui even flew to the Aegean seaside, but she found the fountain, but not the sculpture.

All along, Yan Hui has been regretting, and can only hide this dream in her heart.But today, she suddenly felt that this dream was about to come true.

From the angle Ling Yue stood in front of her, he reached a subtle resemblance to that sculpture, as if the one in her dream had come to life and stood in front of her.

This time, if he reaches out and touches it, he probably won't turn into dust...

Yan Hui's hand reached out to Ling Yue uncontrollably...

"Crack!" There was a crisp sound, and it turned out that Yan Hui had touched the fork to the ground in a trance.

Before she could bend down, Ling Yue had already bent down to pick up the fork, and even handed Yan Hui a spare fork.

After such a movement, Yan Hui's outstretched hand was thrown into emptiness. Fortunately, she was able to take the fork by the way, and it was not too embarrassing.

"Thank you." Yan Hui thanked subconsciously, and then very naturally, without thinking, he cut off a piece of steak Ling Yue handed over and ate it.

Seeing Yan Hui's natural look, Ling Yue's eyes flashed with joy. It is undeniable that he likes the way Yan Hui naturally accepts his things.

Whether it's that piece of Tang celadon, or today's steak.

Yan Hui's mind is now full of "dreams come true", how can she notice the origin of the food in front of her, even if it is ginger, which she hates the most, she probably can bite off a big piece.

After swallowing the last piece of steak without taste, Yan Hui's eyes drifted to Ling Yue uncontrollably.

Before connecting the two, Yan Hui was never so unable to control her gaze, but once the connection was established in her heart, the more she looked, the more she looked...

It is really unclear whether Ling Yue looks more and more like that sculpture, or the sculpture in Yan Hui's heart looks more and more like Ling Yue.

Ling Yue had already given up eating a long time ago, and as he sipped the half glass of red wine slowly, there was only one bottom left.

Yan Hui looked at the almost untouched red wine in her glass, feeling a little embarrassed unconsciously.

She took the initiative to raise her glass: "Today, thank you for agreeing to stop interfering with my racing."

Although she did ride secretly when Ling Yue didn't allow it before, the feeling of being allowed to be upright and upright is still very different, far better than the feeling of being sneaky and frightened before.

Ling Yue paused, he didn't expect Yan Hui to mention this suddenly, he didn't know what to say for a while, Ling Yue drank the wine in his glass, "Even if I control you, can't I control you?"

Ling Yue's unsalty words gave Yan Hui a soft slap, Yan Hui smiled awkwardly, and suddenly had a subtle feeling of being taught by Yan's father when she was a child.

"However," Ling Yue's tone changed: "Since you really like it, it's useless for anyone to stop it. Rather than quarreling because of this, it's better to let you be happy."

There is another reason that Ling Yue didn't mention.

He also loved the speed and passion, but because of practical reasons, he could not continue his hobby.However, Yan Hui is different from him after all. Since she has the opportunity to do what she loves, why should he tie her down with a rope?
Restraint will only invite resistance, and proper relaxation is the best way.Moreover, let Yan Hui realize his dream by the way!

The reason, is it really that simple?Yan Hui couldn't believe it.

The previous Ling Yue was just like a stubborn old man, but today the old man suddenly became reasonable, and it was sad that Yan Hui would find it strange.

"Anyway, thank you for your consent." Unable to figure out why, Yan Hui simply raised his glass: "This glass is toast to you!"

After all, Yan Hui drank the red wine that he wanted to sip slowly in one gulp.And after drinking it, he proudly lit the bottom of the cup to indicate that there was not a single drop left.

Yan Hui doesn't know much about red wine, otherwise she would know how expensive a glass of wine she drank today - the only [-] bottles of golden vintage red wine left in the world, the value of each bottle can be exchanged for a mid-range family car.

Ling Yue couldn't help laughing when he thought about his own red wine and seeing Yan Hui chewing peonies.

However, Yan Hui on the opposite side was still holding a glass, looking at him with a face full of credit, like a child waiting for praise.

"I accept your thanks." Ling Yue said, "But—"

Yan Hui's heart tightened, and she listened intently to what Ling Yue was about to say.

"However, in the future, don't just go to the competition and try your best, you have to remember—"

Before Ling Yue finished speaking, Yan Hui quickly continued: "I want to remember my identity!"

This time, it was the time when Yan Hui talked about "identity" the least disgusting.

The joy in her heart was almost overflowing. The smile on her face was so bright and dazzling that it made the candlelight beside her dim a bit.

What Ling Yue wanted was for her to show such a smile in front of him. He almost greedily captured every detail, wanting to record this smile completely and keep it in his heart.

"Yan Hui," Ling Yue called out suddenly.

"I'm here." Yan Hui responded briskly.

"It's getting dark, let's go see the stars together."