put wildness in his heart

Chapter 242 is a ruthless man
The boat sailed slowly away from the shore.

The lake is not big, Wen Miao bowed his head and gnawed a piece of bread, and the boat drove to the center of the lake. After stopping, the captain came out of the cabin below and greeted the tourists on the deck warmly. : "Okay, here we are, everyone can feed the fish now!"

Wen Miao: "?"

feed the fish?

What fish to feed? ? ?

Just as Wen Miao was wondering, he saw the fellow passengers took out the bread in their hands, opened the plastic bag, broke the bread, and sprinkled it on the lake little by little. Soon, a group of big and small red ones The white and gold fish came out of the lake scrambling to compete for fish food.

Wen Miao: "???"

Tell me again, what is this bread for?

Wen Miao pulled back her hat in a daze, and raised her head. Shen Jiayu happened to be looking at her, and then she fell into a deep silence looking at the empty bag of bread in her hand.

He didn't see Wen Miao eating bread just now.

Wen Miao was wearing a long-sleeved sweater with a big hat on the back collar. Because she hated the sun, and she didn't want to wear a parasol, she put the hat on her head.

The hat directly covered most of her entire face, and Shen Jiayu couldn't see what she was doing when she lowered her head.

For half a minute the air was silent.

After another half a minute, Shen Jiayu finally said, "Is it delicious?"

Facing the surprised or shocked eyes from all around, Wen Miao bit the bullet and nodded: "It's delicious, but a little..."

Shen Jiayu: "Huh?"

Wen Miao swallowed the last bite with difficulty, licked the corner of her lips, and added the rest of the words: "—Damn."

"..."

Can you not do it?

This is used to feed the fish, and it is easy to break into pieces when it is dry.

Until the time of returning to the boat and disembarking, the gazes that were focused on Wen Miao did not look back, as if their gazes were actually pierced on her back, Wen Miao even heard a few young ladies asking in shock and bewilderment: "How did you eat this bread?"

"It's so dry that it hurts my throat when I swallow it."

"It's really dry. When I broke the bread just now, my fingers were scratched twice."

"Looks like a ruthless man."

Wen Miao: "..."

Little did she know that the bread was for the fish.

At that time, the staff member who distributed the bread did not say what the purpose of the bread was. She naturally thought that it was for eating. Maybe the sailing time was too long, and people would pad their stomachs on the road.

Unexpectedly, the boat stopped before the meal was finished, and the captain even came to say: "It's time to feed!"

He was the first to say that, and it would be a blow to Wen Miao when he came to Wen Miao.

When the boat was full of people, it was the scene of a large social death.

In terms of the degree of death, probably only the time when he praised Shen Jiayu in front of Shen Jiayu before, his waist is thin, his legs are long, his butt is upturned, can be compared with it.

Wen Miao lowered her hat and got into the car expressionlessly.

Woo... She never wants to see the lake again.

Let's not talk about whether Hu saw it or not, anyway, she first became a monkey surrounded by people.

With an obvious smile in Shen Jiayu's black eyes, he leaned over to Wen Miao, and touched her throat with slightly cool fingertips. Wen Miao was still immersed in the scene of her death just now, and moved feebly Head, I don't want to talk to him: "Why?"

Shen Jiayu said lightly, "Check if your throat is hurt."

"..."

He definitely said that on purpose.

Knowing that she wanted to turn over this page as if nothing had happened, she still wanted to mention it.

Do you think this person is begging for beating on purpose?

Seeing that Wen Miao was silent, Shen Jiayu asked again slowly: "Does it hurt?"

"..."

No, bro, can we stop mentioning it?

Every time it was mentioned, Wen Miao felt that she was being picked out again, and repeatedly flogged the corpse.

The smile in Shen Jiayu's eyes deepened, and his breath became slightly narrowed: "Huh?"

Wen Miao was so angry that she couldn't help it anymore, pulled down the hat on her head, put one leg on the seat, and rushed towards Shen Jiayu with all her teeth and claws, pinching him with a little force with her fingers face: "You still say, still say!"

Shen Jiayu didn't resist, just licked the tips of his teeth lightly, and laughed lazily: "Domestic violence?"

The voice is three parts gentle and seven points diffuse.

It seemed to be more flirting than accusation.

Wen Miao also sensed that something was wrong, and immediately changed the phrase: "Let's talk about this again, you don't want to sleep in my bed tonight."

Hearing this, Shen Jiayu raised his eyebrows lightly, his eyes were ambiguous, and his breath was light and hoarse: "Then change it, can you sleep in my bed?"

"..."

Does this make any difference?

Wen Miao used a little more force in her hands, lightly grinding the tip of her teeth, and said threateningly: "No, if you don't shut up, I'll let you sleep on the balcony."

Seeing that the little girl was really going to turn into anger from embarrassment, Shen Jiayu suppressed the smile at the end of his eyes, and shut up very embarrassingly.

It's almost twelve o'clock, and it's time for lunch.

For some reason, Wen Miao felt that she was already full, maybe because she was angry with Shen Jia, or because she choked on the half piece of bread that was supposed to stay in the fish's stomach.

Anyway, I'm really full.

She didn't stay outside for lunch either. After leaving the scenic spot, Wen Miao said she wanted to go back.

"Stop eating?" Shen Jiayu asked.

Wen Miao originally wanted to say "don't eat" in a more rigid manner, but then she thought again, no, she is rigid, her stomach is not rigid, so when the words came to the tip of her tongue, she changed the phrase in time: "Go back and eat."

"Okay." Shen Jiayu had no objection.

Since she doesn't dislike him as an unpalatable cook, there is no other problem.

When I went back, I still walked the same way, and it still took more than an hour to drive. The journey was long, and Wen Miao leaned against the car window a little bored, talking with Shen Jiayu with half-opened eyes.

During this period, Shen Jiayu's cell phone kept ringing.

Ding dong ding dong, one after another, without stopping for several minutes, Wen Miao was finally agitated, she tilted her head and looked over, it was a WeChat group message.

Seeing the group name clearly, Wen Miao had a little impression of this group. She remembered that these seemed to be his friends in Lecheng.

The group leader is Chen Zhou.

Shen Jiayu only glanced at the phone when it rang at first, and didn't look at it anymore, without any intention of replying.

In the end, Wen Miao reminded him: "It seems that someone is attacking you in the group."

"Driving." Shen Jiayu didn't look at it, took the phone off the car mount, handed it to Wen Miao casually, and said casually, "Look who it is."

Wen Miao thought it was Chen Zhou at first, but found out it was not after clicking on the group message.

It's a strange face.

Wen Miao hadn't noticed it before, she rarely looked at Shen Jiayu's cell phone, even if she was playing with his cell phone, she didn't bother to look through any chat records.

(End of this chapter)