Trajectory 2: entangled curves

Half an hour later, she appeared in front of him again, already dressed like a white-collar worker in the workplace.

The makeup on her face was so vague that Mi Bei couldn't help but take a closer look. She wanted to see the difference between makeup and no makeup.

His opinion made Zhuge Qinuo feel uneasy. Was the powder floating? Or was it too much makeup? Or what?

"What's wrong? Am I haggard?"

Despite her age, she didn't want the handsome boy to see her in a particularly bad way.

"No, no, no." Mi Bei waved his hands nervously.

Seeing Mi Bei looking a little reserved, she felt relieved. She calmly put her bag on the side of the sofa and sat down on the sofa diagonally opposite Mi Bei, knees together, legs slightly sideways, body straight: "Uh, why are you here?"

The image of a lady still needs to be maintained.

Mi Bei's nervousness was visibly evident. She realized that the question was a bit cold, and quickly changed her tone to a relaxed one: "I mean, it's a bit early for you to be a guest!"

She tilted her face slightly, and looked at him with a pair of mischievous and smiling eyes, which formed a sharp contrast with her serious sitting posture.

Mi Bei was even more panicked when she looked at him: "Uh, yesterday you said you were going to Shanghai on a business trip today, and I just wanted to go too, so I came to take a ride."

"Hitchhiking?" Zhuge Qinuo's raised voice was accompanied by a questioning look.

Mi Bei knew that his excuse was too much to be true. He thought she would ask more questions, so his mind was working fast and nervously, preparing for her questions.

However, the fact is that none of the problems he thought of came. The next second, he saw her smile: "What are you waiting for? Let's go. Hurry up."

Mibe: “Okay.”

Hitchhiking? No one would believe that. Mi Bei didn't have a car, and it would take him a long time to get here by high-speed rail. Even if he thought of a faster, more direct and convenient way to get here by taxi, it would take at least an hour to get here. It was only a little after 8 o'clock now, and if he wanted to get here, he would have to get up at least at 6 o'clock.

It's really hard to hitchhike.

The little boy in front of me must have his own ideas, but what bad intentions could he have?

So for Zhuge, whether it was really for a "free ride" as he said was not important at all, and there was no need to dig into it.

"I'll drive and provide labor to pay for the gas." Mi Bei tried to make himself look relaxed.

"Oh? I thought you were going to treat me to a midnight snack to pay for the gas? Wasn't labor free before?" Zhuge Qinuo opened her eyes wide and expressed her doubt. Not only did she completely catch Mi Bei's joke, but when she threw it back, she also made him shudder again.

"Why do you always look at me with such pure eyes, it makes me~" Mi Bei muttered in his heart.

Yes, seeing it early in the morning made him feel amorous.

Knowing some of her complicated past experiences and having seen her mature way of dealing with things, coupled with this clean face and these clear eyes, he was wondering what kind of soul lived in this body. He couldn't see through it, let alone understand it.

At such a close distance, I could smell the faint fragrance from her body. Monks also have seven emotions and six desires, and holy monks are bound to be tempted by worldly desires.

What should he do? He is not a monk, let alone a holy monk.

He clenched his palms and said stupidly, "The price of labor has increased."

This made her cover her mouth and smile.

Arriving at the basement, the two walked towards the driver's seat and the co-pilot's seat respectively, very naturally without any sign of abnormality.

Mi Bei looked at Zhuge Qinuo and smiled brightly: "Let's go."

So bright that it made her shy.

She appeared calm on the outside, but her mind was filled with activity: "WC! Is this a peacock spreading its tail? It's so handsome. How come it looks so good when it smiles?" This smile was so beautiful that words like brilliant, bright, the spring breeze in the afternoon, and the warm sun in winter were not enough to describe it. She was so short of words that only uncivilized words could express her inner feelings.

She hummed in response, the sound so sweet that it startled herself.

The three-hour drive was relatively easy and comfortable for Mibei and Zhuge Qinuo.

On the way, Zhuge Qinuo helped Mi Bei book a room in the hotel where she was, and they agreed that they could have a midnight snack together after finishing their respective things.

Unlike before, this time Mi Bei had no intention of refusing and had no objection to her various arrangements. Of all the times he drove, this time was the easiest. He was a diligent driver; she would serve him well when needed, such as passing him water; they chatted about random things along the way, and would go to the small supermarket to buy things together when they rested at the service area; they would tacitly divide the work, one would go to queue up for gas, and the other would go to buy coffee.

"Hmm? What's the flavor?" Mi Bei drank the coffee that Zhuge Qinuo handed to him. The taste was somewhat familiar, the same as the one Deng Qing gave him last time on the crew.

"I don't know what you like to drink, it's the same as what I bought. Hazelnut latte. Very fragrant, not too bitter, and not too sweet. Is it not delicious? Or you just don't like it? I..." she explained.

Mi Bei quickly replied: "No, no, it's delicious, I like it. We usually drink more black coffee and gourmet food to reduce swelling."

As he was talking, he realized that it was she who bought coffee for them last time. Yes, how could it be Deng Qing? If it was him, he would definitely not buy this kind of coffee with sugar and milk. As for why she bought it, it must be because she thought that we slept late the night before and had to get up early the next day. As for who she bought it for? He was not sure.

Zhuge Qinuo: "Oh, I'll know next time."

"No, that's not what I meant." Mi Bei was afraid that she would misunderstand him and say that she bought the wrong thing, so he explained, "I usually worry about this and that and don't have the chance to drink it. It's good to drink it like this."

Today, Mi Bei was too soft-hearted. The way they get along with each other seemed to be slowly changing.

With Zhuge Qinuo's sensitivity, she would naturally catch something. The inexplicable attraction between opposite sexes seemed to be producing a chemical reaction between them.

Not taking the initiative, not sublimating, not seeking results, this is her attitude.

She told herself that she should learn to enjoy the normal need of making friends as a single man or woman. Besides, everyone loves beauty, so what's wrong with making friends with a handsome guy? Sometimes, there is no need to worry too much.

This happy journey, which lasted nearly four hours, seemed to end a little too quickly for both of them.

To Shanghai.

Zhuge Qinuo was going to have a business negotiation today, and the workplace was in a building near the hotel.

"I'll leave the car keys with you. I'm nearby, so it's very convenient." After the car stopped in the basement of the hotel, she said to Mi Bei.

"No need! I..." Mi Bei refused reflexively.

"Are you here for something?" Zhuge Qinuo said as he got out of the car to get his luggage.

Mibe: “Yes!”

"The car has just arrived. Are you looking for convenience?" She had already taken out their luggage.

"Yes!" Mi Bei stepped forward and she handed over Mi Bei's portion.

“It’s just there anyway.” I took out the car keys and gave them to him.

Although Mi Bei knew that he had no business coming to Shanghai, perhaps because he was too guilty to cover it up, he did not refuse: "Thank you!"

"Are we going to move the rooms together?" Mi Bei asked.

"Ah?" Zhuge Qinuo suddenly slipped.

She let out a cry, covering up her response to Mibei's question.

Before Mi Bei could step forward, there was no hero saving the beauty, as she had already stabilized her body.

"I think it's better for us to separate to avoid suspicion. You are an idol! Do you want to have a scandal with me?" Zhuge Qinuo said half-jokingly.

"What idol? Stop making fun of me. If you want to spread rumors, just do it now..." Mi Bei swallowed the rest of the words subconsciously.

"When we go down to check in, we'll go separately. I'll go first and tell you which floor I'm on. When you go to check in, try not to be on the same floor." Zhuge Qinuo saw that Mi Bei was a little shy, so he stopped teasing him and gave instructions seriously.

Mibei: "I know! Just in case."

They each checked into a room.

Mi Bei threw her bag to the ground, lay on the bed, and enjoyed a moment of silence.

After just a few seconds, he couldn't stand the silence anymore and took out his phone to send a WeChat message to Zhuge Qinuo: "Where are you going? Can I take you there? My business is not that urgent."

After Zhuge Qinuo returned to her room, she immediately found a makeup store in the hotel and continued her makeup. Today, she needed a little more aura and the blessing of makeup. But she didn't have this kind of makeup ability.

After more than an hour, I reapplied foundation, eyeliner, mascara, blush, and contouring, and I looked more capable. As expected, being professional is different.

Zhuge Qinuo was already downstairs in the hotel when he saw the WeChat message on his phone.

"It's okay, no need. I can do it myself. The place we're going to is very close to the hotel."

"I forgot to take care of your lunch, remember to eat."

"Just do as you please, just don't hit anyone, I won't worry about anything else."

Zhuge Qinuo’s final reply was a naughty expression.

She had not lied, nor had she exaggerated at all. The place where she was going to negotiate was really right next door to the hotel, as close as it could be, just across the street from each other.