I, the villainous female lead, wear many hats

"Don't get so close..."

In front of her eyes were the delicate lips and jaw of a man.

Jiang Chacha felt that if he got any closer, he would almost kiss her face.

It's really like rubbing hands together.

So she didn't dare to move and tensed her body.

Because she had just filled the vacant seat, and Wen Huaizhi approached quietly, and sat in her original seat.

But now that the subway is at the station, the subway doors are open, and there are people getting on and off the train. When Jiang Chacha finished saying this, a person on the train just happened to fill the empty seat beside them.

This person's body is a bit big, Wen Huaizhi wanted to stay away from her deliberately, and keep a small distance away, but it was impossible at all.

Wen Huaizhi had an expression of "Look, I'm helpless too" on his noble face.

Ginger Chacha smiled, okay, okay.

Back to the topic just now.

"What perfume? I don't have the habit of wearing perfume."

"The teacher has sprayed perfume before."

"But..." Jiang Chacha bit her lip, hesitated to speak, and finally said, "I didn't wear perfume today..."

She raised her arms and smelled her body, but couldn't smell anything.

Hearing her words, Wen Huaizhi smiled and said nothing, the color in his eyes deepened.

She is much shorter than him. At this time, she lowered her head and sniffed the movement of her arms. From his perspective, she could see her slightly drooping thick eyelashes. Down below, there was a delicate collarbone, slightly revealing the snow-white shoulders under the sunscreen shirt. The long black hair was hanging down gracefully on his chest.

The air-conditioning in the subway car was blowing on the person's body from above, making the skin cool, but at this moment, Wen Huaizhi felt his throat dry and hot, as if several ants were gnawing inside.

The perfume she used to wear smelled a bit like rotten roses. It had a strong sweet fragrance, and it was a bit greasy after smelling it for a long time. People with sensitive noses would not like this inferior perfume smell.

Unlike last time, the fragrance on her body is very high-end.It gives people the feeling that it is really secreted from the cold and beautiful muscles and bones of people. The slightly sweet and faint fragrance makes people want to smell it again after smelling it.

But she also said that she didn't wear perfume today.

Could it be the smell of her shampoo?
Wen Huaizhi really wanted to gently hold a strand of her hair and sniff it carefully, eager to know where the scent came from, but he knew that he was too offensive.

So the impulse was suppressed by reason.

He smiled lightly on his elegant lips, but didn't speak.

When I walked out of the subway station, I found that it was raining, and the rain was not light, unlike what the weather forecast said.

It seems that the weather forecast can be wrong sometimes.

Wen Huaizhi took her to a Japanese grocery store.

This is a Kappo restaurant with a minimalist style. When she walked in, she saw a bar counter and a dining table. Only then did she realize that it was an open restaurant. They sat directly in front of the kitchen, and the chef cooked it on the spot. Dishes and dishes are served directly at close range.

You can also interact with the chef, who will personally explain each dish.

It's very advanced, and it's the first time I've seen her, a native dog.

When I came in, I saw all kinds of social celebrities sitting at the bar and eating. Two or three people were talking in a low voice, and there were low and restrained laughter from time to time, and the atmosphere of wealth and low-key lingered invisibly.

It's quite b-like.

Jiang Chacha was thinking about how she should behave so that she would not make mistakes and appear petty.

Just as Jiang Chacha was about to take a seat, she saw Huai Zhi stretch out her hand in a gentlemanly manner and pulled out a chair for her. She was startled, and after saying "thank you" in a low voice, she sat down.

Although I have been to high-end restaurants several times, Jiang Chacha still feels very uncomfortable when she comes to such a strange place again.

Because in her bones, she still felt that this was not the place she should stay.

She's not really a vicious supporting actress, how can she have the money to enter such a high-end restaurant?
Wen Huaizhi sat next to her.

When I feel uneasy, I always subconsciously go to the familiar people around me.

She looked at him, and saw that he had taken off his uniform jacket, and the cuffs of his shirt were slightly rolled up, exposing a part of his wrist.At this moment, he put one hand on the table, and he was not sitting quite upright. His posture was lazy. It was obviously a casual movement, but it revealed a sense of dignity and relaxation from the bottom of his bones.

To him, coming to this high-end restaurant is like drinking water and eating.

Seeing him so indifferent, Jiang Chacha didn't know why, and her restless heart gradually settled down.

The chef came up quickly, and when he saw Wen Huaizhi, he called out "Master Wen".

Jiang Chacha sat restrained, her hands tightly holding the bag on her lap.

While watching them talk, she slowly complained in her heart that she deserves to be the male protagonist in the second game of mind, powerful and powerful, and everyone knows his identity wherever he goes.

She decided that when she was in the office of the student union, she would follow his example and call him Young Master Wen in a strange way.

Jiang Chacha's abacus was crackling.

The waiter who led them in quickly smiled and said: "Master Wen, we know you have made an appointment at noon, so we hurriedly let Master Lin come back, knowing that you are most used to Master Lin's craftsmanship, I hope you can enjoy your meal."

Wen Huaizhi still squinted his eyes and smiled, he nodded slightly, and said softly: "I'm sorry."

"Actually, it doesn't need to be so troublesome, but I'll trouble Master Lin to make a trip."

The waiter continued to laugh: "Because it's Young Master Wen, it should be. The boss said it was thanks to Mr. Wen for what happened last time, so let us treat you well."

Jiang Chacha looked puzzled, why couldn't she understand what they were talking about? ?

[You don't care about the rich people's affairs. 】

"...Don't get involved with my business."

Jiang Chacha looked depressed, and really didn't want to quarrel with this dog system.

The most annoying thing about the system is that it can hear what is on her mind.This is not good at all, I feel that I have no privacy at all!
"You better give me peace of mind!"

After warning the system, Jiang Chacha brought her mind back to reality.

Wen Huaizhi listened, and continued to laugh without raising his eyelids.Then he raised his noble hand, the waiter understood and left with a smile.

The chef starts cooking.

The way of cutting things is very high-level and detailed, and the knife skills are amazing.

Jiang Chacha observed for a while, looked left and right, couldn't make up her mind, finally looked at Wen Huaizhi, came to his ear, and asked in a low voice: "Is there no menu?"

They haven't ordered food yet, so how come the chef cooks it himself?
There was a gentle smile in Wen Huaizhi's eyes, and his chin moved closer, and he spoke in a low voice like her, "The chef here is on the spot, and the dishes are determined according to today's mood and the current ingredients. The dishes are also different, if the teacher has any dishes you want to eat, you can also tell the master."

He explained it very carefully, and he didn't feel contemptuous or arrogant because she didn't understand these things. He was quite patient and took care of her mood.

Even so, Jiang Chacha blushed, she lowered her head, her face was hot, and her voice seemed familiar, "So that's the case, I don't know..."

"I've never been to a place like this..."

The girl's sensitive and delicate mind seems to be easily guessed.

It was nothing more than the information gap and class gap brought about by the family environment. When she came to this kind of place where she shouldn't come, she felt inferior, and her mind became uncontrollably sensitive.

Wen Huaizhi lowered his eyelids and looked at her tenderly.

"It's okay, I will bring the teacher here often in the future."

Other than that, he didn't say anything, didn't mention it anymore, and gently skipped the topic.

Jiang Chacha continued to pretend to be an innocent woman.She has her own ideas, of course she won't feel inferior because of these, she can also become generous.

However, wouldn't such a character design be more in line with her status as an ordinary female college student?Being more realistic can also reduce the possibility of losing the vest.

The indoor lighting is warm, and only the lights above the bar and dining table are the brightest, and the rest of the place is darker, with an indescribable sense of luxury.

The coat that Wen Huaizhi took off was hung on the hanger. He lowered his eyes and wore narrow-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose. The warm yellow light fell on him. Looking at people affectionately, he is gentle and abstinent, and the fragrance on the shirt is also very good, making people want to bury their heads and smell his neckline.

He always gives people a kind of jade-like warmth.

They start to enjoy the food.

When the chef is cooking, he occasionally interacts with them. They respond with a smile, and the atmosphere is very good.

It's also very quiet here. When everyone talks, it's soft and low, as if the automatic noise reduction has passed.

Jiang Chacha ate a piece of tuna sashimi, then took a sip of sake, and then looked sideways out of the window, her face suddenly became sad.

There is a large floor-to-ceiling window next to it, usually this point is for guests to enjoy the night view of the city's luxurious life.

But now...

The rain was unbelievably heavy, so heavy that only dense and thick rain falls could be seen, and the rest could not be seen clearly. The rain fell on the window frantically, as if it had become a frosted glass.

Jiang Chacha's delicate eyebrows frowned.

No, are you sure this is the moderate to heavy rain that the weather forecast said? ? ?

It's raining...

It is also possible to say that it is a heavy rainstorm.

It's okay, it should stop.

Jiang Chacha couldn't eat anymore, she hesitated to speak, and finally looked at Wen Huaizhi beside her.

Wen Huaizhi was eating. When he was eating sashimi, he chewed slowly, every frame was as elegant as a painting.He eats slowly, but he doesn't look feminine at all. Instead, it makes people want to calm down, as if watching him eat is also a small pleasure.

He chewed it gracefully, and finally swallowed it, then Fox Eye looked at her with a smile, "What's the matter, teacher?"

Jiang Chacha came back to her senses, she pointed at the extremely violent rain outside the window, "Look at this rain..."

Wen Huaizhi raised his eyes and looked, he was very calm, he was just like this, not surprised at all, as if everything was within his expectation.

He wiped his hands with a handkerchief, making sure every finger was clean, and said, "It's okay, the rain should stop."

Hearing his words, Jiang Chacha believed it, and her frowning brows relaxed a little.

But two 10 minutes later.

Her whole body was not well, and her face was black.

Just now, her mobile phone pushed a weather message to her, and the provincial and municipal emergency management department also sent her a message, reminding her to close the doors and windows in the next time and not to go out.

It turned out that the typhoon did not follow the predicted direction. The impact on their city was very small, but they never thought that the typhoon would go wrong and run directly towards their city.

The city was expected to face the typhoon head-on, with winds so strong it could nearly blow animals away and traffic would be hampered at all.

And looking at the heavy rain, it is estimated that... the typhoon is about to arrive.

This broken game is intentional, right? !

Jiang Chacha's complexion turned even darker. She would never have imagined that she would be so unlucky.

Wen Huaizhi was still sitting there, eating salmon gracefully, he continued to chew slowly, and finally saw the notification from his mobile phone.

He looked at her and said regretfully, "Teacher, it seems we can't go back."

Jiang Chacha was silent, and smiled dryly, "Haha, yes."

Haha, I'm so happy.

There is no way, they will wait in this Japanese grocery store first to see if the rain might decrease, but the possibility is not high...

The last dessert, Jiang Chacha, was not in the mood to eat it. Although it was really high-end, every dish was so small that she couldn't even eat enough, but she didn't dare to say it.

After eating the Japanese food, because of Wen Huaizhi's status, a waiter came over and wanted to take them to a private room to rest.

I'm afraid I won't be able to go back tonight.

Walking in the corridor, Jiang Chacha stepped on high heels, holding a bag in her arms, lowering her head, absent-minded.

And Wen Huaizhi was standing beside her. He was strolling in the courtyard with one hand in his pocket, and the other hand was holding his mobile phone while watching. His stiff suit pants were hanging loosely on his leather shoes. No matter how old this man was, Looking at the details, the temperament is gentle and ascetic.

He looked at the phone, and his long legs stopped suddenly.

"teacher."

Hearing him call her, Jiang Chacha turned her head.

Also stopped.

The man was wearing his coat on his arm. He walked in front of her, stood still, and wanted to talk to her, but because he was too tall, he had to bend slightly to come to her ear.

In the humid and hot typhoon day, his voice was cooler than the wind blowing outside, like mint candy, instantly waking up the heavy head.

He seemed to be asking for her opinion, "Teacher, there is a hotel right next to it, shall we go?"

His eyes smiled at her.

The writing is slow, because the sense of atmosphere needs to be worn down slowly before it can be written. I hope you all have a good time watching it!