Who wants to keep a distance from you [Entertainment]

Yu Weijiang drove Zhou Ming's car around the nearby commercial street for a few laps, and finally found a dessert shop that was still open.He went into the store to choose, although he didn't know which flavor of cake Shi Yin liked to eat, but he wanted to create a small surprise, and he didn't want to take the initiative to ask him, so he struggled to choose for a while.

Yu Weijiang asked the clerk which flavor of cake was sweeter, and it was better to bring more fruit. The clerk told him that the sweetness was about the same. If you like more fruit, you can choose the assorted fruit version.

Yu Weijiang felt that the cake mixed with a bunch of fruits was the most unpalatable, so he asked the clerk again: "Does it taste like raisins?"

The clerk shook his head: "No, sir."

Yu Weijiang finally chose a strawberry-flavored ice cream cake. The cake is small but delicate, enough for two or three people to enjoy. There are many strawberries dotted on it, and even the ice cream cream is pink.

Zhou Ming stood behind Yu Weijiang, waiting patiently for him. Seeing that he had a thousand choices, he finally picked a cake that he was satisfied with.

Zhou Ming's mood was a little delicate.

He definitely can't move Yu Weijiang, no matter how much he likes him, he can only covet him in his heart, unless Yu Weijiang also has that idea.

But the current situation made Zhou Ming have to suspect that Yu Weijiang was already in love.

He sneered disdainfully, secretly thinking that the other party is really a delicate princess who likes to eat this kind of sweet and greasy food.Thinking again, Yu Weijiang actually likes this kind of stuff.

Without saying a word, Yu Weijiang took the cake wrapped by the clerk and walked out of the cake shop.

Zhou Ming followed slowly.

"Have you fallen in love yet?" Zhou Min asked casually.

Yu Weijiang remained silent.

If you don't speak, you will acquiesce. Zhou Ming suddenly felt that he was not interested. He is really a tool person. He was a little annoyed, and said meanly: "The taste is so vulgar?"

Yu Weijiang turned around: "What?"

"Like this type?" Zhou Ming raised his brows slightly, and lowered his eyes to glance at the cake in Yu Weijiang's hand.

"What type." Yu Weijiang kept a cold face, but he did not lose his composure.

Yu Weijiang's character is shaped by the self-cultivation in his bones, he is like this, he rarely feels resentment, and he will not easily get angry with others, even if the other party has hurt him.

"Are you angry?" Zhou Min walked up to Yu Weijiang step by step.

"You think too highly of yourself."

"Don't say that, anyway, we still have a grievance, anyway, I'm still very interested in you."

Zhou Ming unbuttoned the second button of his shirt, picked up the collar with his fingers, turned his face sideways, and exposed a long and thin scar on the side of his neck for Yu Weijiang to see.

"Did you see it?" Zhou Ming pulled up his neckline, revealing a large area of ​​skin and protruding collarbone, "This is your masterpiece, Wei Jiang."

Zhou Ming looked at Yu Weijiang squarely, and let the collar of his shirt tilt to one side. He looked at Yu Weijiang with a hint of coquettishness in his eyes, and his tone of speech was not blaming, but rather ambiguous.

Zhou Min had a pure and innocent appearance, turning his back on customers, but it seemed that Yu Weijiang had done some shady things back then.

Recalling that time, Yu Weijiang still felt sick.

Zhu Tingyu and Shi Yin followed Yu Weijiang all the way, almost lost halfway, they searched around, and finally saw the black Maybach at the entrance of a cake shop.

They were forced to stop at a traffic light intersection.

"Mr. Zhu," Shi Yin said, "Did Yu Weijiang hurt that person back then?"

Zhu Tingyu turned his head and glanced at him: "How do you know?" This matter was suppressed by Yu Weijiang's father at the beginning, and it was kept secret. There should be very few people who know the inside story, let alone attract this outsider.

"I heard about it." Shi Yin said.

Zhu Tingyu hummed: "He was beaten, and he was sent to the hospital."

"So serious?" Shi Yin couldn't help frowning, imagining the scene in his mind involuntarily.

Zhu Tingyu told Shi Yin that the investor was Zhou Ming, who drugged Yu Weijiang during a dinner and took him to the hotel when he was unconscious.Zhu Tingyu didn't know the exact process, he only knew that after Yu Weijiang woke up, he kicked Zhou Min, causing him to vomit blood.

When the green light came on, Zhu Tingyu restarted the car and drove through the intersection.

This kind of injury is to the extent of getting into trouble, Shi Yin felt a little scared: "Is there anything wrong with him?"

"Who are you asking?"

"Yu Weijiang."

"It's okay. Just that kick didn't kill people. That dog thing went to the hospital because it bumped into a vase and scratched its neck." Zhu Tingyu drove slowly towards the bakery.

Zhou Ming and Yu Weijiang stood in the night, Zhou Ming stretched out a hand, and slowly lifted it to the front of Yu Weijiang's body, where his abdomen was.

"Do you remember?" Zhou Ming's middle finger touched Yu Weijiang's clothes, "At that time, you kicked me—"

The moment Zhou Ming's palm was about to press on Yu Weijiang's abdomen, before Yu Weijiang had time to back off, Zhou Ming was suddenly pushed aside forcefully.

"Stay away from him!" Shi Yin pushed Zhou Ming violently, and with a rough movement, he even took advantage of the situation to block in front of Yu Weijiang.

Shi Yin was short of breath, he ran over after getting out of the car, Zhu Tingyu was still sitting in the car.

The summer night was still very hot, Shi Yin stood in front of Yu Weijiang, and the back of his head was close to the tip of Yu Weijiang's nose. Yu Weijiang could smell the scent of shampoo from his hair, as well as a faint smell of sweat.

Shi Yin's hair at the sideburns was wet with sweat, and the hair grew to the neck, and the tips of the hair were softly attached to the back of the neck, visually it looked very hot.

Zhou Ming was fascinated by Shi Yin's appearance for a while, but unexpectedly, the other party looked at him with hostile eyes, and his voice sounded familiar.

Shi Yin——Zhou Min remembered the name he saw on Yu Weijiang's phone just now.

It turns out that she is not a woman, and Yu Weijiang not only has good taste, but also has a very high vision.

Zhou Ming looked at Shi Yin unexpectedly, "What are you doing?"

"What are you doing?" Shi Yin asked back, and said coldly, "Don't f*cking things."

"Why are you here?" Yu Weijiang asked Shi Yin.

Shi Yin didn't dare to turn his head away, his momentum weakened a bit, and with his back turned to Yu Wei, Jiang's voice was like a mosquito: "I'll pick you up."

"Followed me?"

Shi Yin struggled for a moment, then nodded honestly.There was a faint red color on the back of his neck, and the tips of his hair were slightly wet. A bead of sweat rolled down the tips of his hair and flowed into his neckline.

Yu Weijiang thought that Shiyin should be very hot, and maybe he was also nervous.

Thinking that the cake in Yu Weijiang's hands might have been bought for the handsome guy in front of him, Zhou Ming sneered at Shi: "I never thought Mr. Yu would have such an ill-bred friend."

Shi Yin smiled slightly: "That's right, I'm not as educated as you, and I just tore my clothes in front of outsiders."

Zhou Ming frowned, looked down at the ripped collar, he pulled the collar back with a cold face, and buttoned it.

"Shi Yin!" Zhu Tingyu yelled while sitting in the car.

Yu Weijiang followed the sound and looked: "Why is he here?"

Shi Yin turned around, looked up at Yu Weijiang, quickly lowered her eyes, and said, "Are you busy now?"

"No."

Shi Yin frowned, thinking that there is nothing wrong with you, what are you doing with this pervert.

"Then let's go back."

Yu Weijiang hummed.

Shi Yin had already prepared a hundred words of insulting Zhou Ming, but he didn't bother him much, and there was no way to scold him.

When leaving, Shi Yin turned his head frequently, and then saw Zhou Ming leaning on the car door, watching them leave.

Shi Yin was rarely irritable: "Look, what's interesting." He was so hot that he raised his hand to brush the hair stuck to the back of his neck.

Shi Yin's face turned red, Yu Weijiang took out the knife and fork from the cake box, untied the small nude rubber band wrapped around the package, slowed down his pace, and gradually fell behind Shi Yin.

"Shi Yin." Yu Weijiang called Shi Yin to stop.

Shi Yin stopped and turned his head, seeing Yu Weijiang approaching, he quickly turned his head back.

Yu Weijiang walked behind him, lifted his hair on the nape of his neck, gathered it into a bundle, wrapped it with a thin nude rubber band, and tied it casually.

Yu Weijiang turned his head to Shiyin's side, lifted a lock of hair from Shiyin's temple, and pinned it behind his ear, with natural and casual movements.

"Isn't it hot?" Yu Weijiang asked.

Shi Yin got hotter, and honestly said: "It's hot."