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Chapter 135 Touched

Only then did Shen Jiayu ask with a slightly puzzled look: "It's okay to be happy when you see a handsome guy, but how can you be so happy when you see a girl?"

"You don't understand." Wen Miao glanced at the glutinous rice dumpling again, and said very satisfied, "I just like sweet girls, and the happiness brought by sweet girls is endless."

Shen Jiayu: "..."

Okay, it seems that he really doesn't understand.

Tongshan International Airport in Jiangzhou is located in the outer suburbs, some distance away from the urban area. When he came back from the airport, it was already close to noon, and Chen Zhou didn't stay in the bar too long, saying he wanted to have a meal first.

The restaurant was booked by Shen Jiayu.

Although Chen Zhou has been to Jiangzhou a few times, he is completely unfamiliar with this place. He listened to Shen Jiayu's arrangements. The four of them left the bar quickly, stopped two taxis at the intersection of West Street, and got into the car one after the other. .

It's the beginning of spring, and it's warm and cold. The temperature rises quickly during the day, but the wind blowing is still damp and cold, and the heater is still on in the car.

Wen Miao wasn't very afraid of the cold, but she was very afraid of the heat, so she took off her coat as soon as she got in the car.

Noticing her movements, Shen Jiayu glanced at her sideways, his eyes fell on the short skirt she was wearing, and then moved away quickly, and said in a calm voice: "It's so cold, you dress like this, it's easy to lose your temper." Arthritic."

"..." Wen Miao paused when she folded her clothes, then turned to look at him, as if she was speechless, "Can't you just hope for me to order something?"

Shen Jiayu raised the end of his eyes lightly: "Isn't I telling you this because I wish you well?"

Wen Miao: "Then should I say thank you?"

Shen Jiayu: "You're welcome."

Wen Miao: "..."

She hasn't said yet.

Just in time for a traffic light ahead, the surging vehicles stopped slowly along with it, and the taxi that Chen Zhou and the others were sitting in just stopped beside, through the window, Wen Miao happened to be able to see the glutinous rice dumpling A gentle and quiet profile.

Chen Zhou didn't know what he said, but Nuomi Duanzi nodded and smiled with his eyes bent.

Wen Miao looked at it for two seconds, then turned around and poked Shen Jiayu with her finger, and asked curiously, "Sister Yuzu and Lord Zhou...huh?"

She didn't say the following words outright, but it's not difficult for people to guess what she meant from the "Huh?"

One is a beautiful younger sister, and the other is handsome. The relationship between the two is so good. Standing together, they look very good together. It is really hard for people not to associate them with other places. female relationship."

Simple, father-daughter relationship.

Wen Miao thought about these words carefully, then nodded.

That's right, if there is something unusual between the two of them, it is easy for people to see, but the way of getting along between Chen Zhou and Nuomi Duanzi is almost the same as that of her and He Yin Qin Ke, there is no ambiguity at all.

Wen Miao understood, and even learned to infer other cases from one instance: "Oh, I understand, just like me and you."

"..."

Shen Jiayu paused when he tapped his phone, he squinted his eyes slightly, looked at her from the side, and repeated slowly: "Like you and me?"

"That's right." Wen Miao nodded innocently and harmlessly, "Didn't you mean a pure father-daughter relationship?"

"..."

"Am I wrong?"

"..."

For the first time in his life, Shen Jiayu knew what it was like to "lift a rock and shoot yourself in the foot".

He was silent for two seconds, then simply turned off the small game on the phone, straightened up, looked at Wen Miao with black eyes, and asked again without emotion: "Are you and I a pure father-daughter relationship?"

Seeing that he was always talking about this topic, Wen Miao gave him a strange look: "Didn't you say that? Do you still remember how you introduced me to Xu Meng and the others?"

Seeing that Shen Jiayu didn't speak, Wen Miao actively recalled for him: "You said this is my daughter."

"..."

"Just say, are these your original words?"

"..."

Shen Jiayu really wanted to say something at this time, this little girl's memory is really good, but the memory is useless in the right place, she doesn't remember the things that should be remembered, but remembers the things that should not be remembered clearly.

"Speak." Wen Miao elbowed Shen Jiayu before hearing Shen Jiayu's answer, and asked again, "Really?"

Shen Jiayu sighed: "Yes."

"Then why are you sighing?" Wen Miao looked at him like a child, and wanted to sigh along with him.

"Shen Jiayu, I found that you are really difficult to serve. You asked me to call your father, but if I didn't call you, you were not happy. If I did, you were still not happy. Do you want me to call you, or not?"

"..."

Is this a question of calling dad or not?
Shen Jiayu found that she couldn't understand the main point of his words.

"Can you show the child the way?" Wen Miao sighed, still completely missing the point, "I suddenly realized that I have a really good temper with you, and all my patience in my life has been spent on you. , if Hippo dares to do such a thing, I will—"

Wen Miao hadn't finished his sentence when a car came across in the driveway next to him. The driver turned sharply, followed by another slam on the brakes.

With a harsh "squeak", Wen Miao let out an "ah", and uncontrollably fell towards the back of the chair in front of her.

In the next second, someone pulled his wrist forcefully.

Wen Miao tilted her body and bumped her head against Shen Jiayu's collarbone. The "ah" in her mouth instantly turned into a much more tragic "hiss--". The skin on the collarbone was already thin, and Shen Jiayu was thin. Knocked to the bone, the pain was terribly painful.

Wen Miao was hit so badly that she always felt that she saw her great-grandfather who had passed away for many years at this moment.

She murmured: "Wow, there are so many small stars in front of me, so bright."

Shen Jiayu: "...?"

What little star?

The driver master had already stabilized the car, lowered the window very violently, poked his head out, and cursed in a fluent dialect: "My god, you are a fairy! You bastard grandson jumps so fast, hurry up!" To reincarnate?!"

The master who inserted the horizontal bar also poked his head out of the car window, and replied in Jiangzhou dialect: "Nong Gang?"

"Hey, are you talking about a hammer?"

"sprinkle?"

"..."

The language was not clear, and the two drivers talked with each other for a long time, and finally said in Mandarin at the same time, "It's bad luck", and then they turned their heads back at the same time and continued to drive on the road.

A war successfully turned into jade silk under the influence of their respective dialects.

Wen Miao was still counting the revolving doors of her life, Shen Jiayu pulled her up with a little force, and looked down at the end of her red eyes: "Why are your eyes red?"

Wen Miao rubbed her forehead and said sullenly: "I'm touched."

(End of this chapter)