follow my heart

Chapter 50

Meng Buqing turned his eyes, landed on the takeaway paper bag next to him, changed the subject and asked, "Do you like this kind of fried food?"

"It's okay," Ji Wan peeled off the greased paper wrapping the burger, "It's convenient to eat."

"Well, it's convenient."

"..."

Meng Buqing didn't know what to say.

Originally, if Ji Wan liked it, she could do it at home.

"Do you want to tell me what happened just now?"

Ji Wan's tone was gentle and calm.Meng Buqing sat across from her, with her mobile phone in her pocket but not out to play, with her face downcast, thinking about how to answer this question.

She didn't want to lie to Ji Wan, and she didn't want to disturb her with her troubles.

After pondering over the simple summary silently, I opened my mouth: "I thought he was chasing a friend of mine, so I took the gift without asking clearly, and rushed to give it. It turned out to be a misunderstanding."

"Actually, the gift is for you."

Ji Wan figured out the situation.

She looked at Meng Buqing with lowered eyebrows, and her voice was tepid but decisive, "It's the boy's fault that people can misunderstand who the gift is for."

"..."

In a word.

Meng Buqing's irritability of getting things wrong was swept away in an instant.She looked up at Ji Wan, and asked in a low voice: "You think I'm right, are you on my side?"

"I think there is still room for deliberation in your words," Ji Wan said flatly, without any expression on her face, "but yes, I'm on your side."

Meng Buqing laughed immediately.

This smile pierced through the mixed boredom in her heart and surfaced on her face. She dimpled slightly and said, "Okay. What room for deliberation?"

"The reason for the mistake is that you really hope that the gift is for a friend?"

When Ji Wan bit the hamburger, a piece of salad dressing splashed out rubbed her lips, she didn't realize it yet.

Her aloof temperament was also set off by this little sauce.

Meng Buqing looked at her with vague eyes, and didn't intend to remind her. She said innocently: "Well, because that girl seems to like me, I just treat her as a friend, so I want to help deliver that boy's gift and give her a hint."

Who knew it was overturned.

The worst case scenario was that Song Wenyi had no interest in him at all and refused to accept this thing.

Then Meng Buqing can transfer money to Zhang Ming, buy the gift, and then give it to her in the name of a friend.The implied purpose can also be achieved.

As it turned out, Zhang Ming, a stinky straight man, was not good to give anything, but he chose to give him a ring.This kind of gift with a certain meaning is the hottest, and it is only suitable for couples.

She absolutely can't pay for this matter by herself now.

Thinking of this, Meng Buqing hurriedly sent a text message to Song Wenyi.

Tell her that there is a ring in the box, Zhang Ming made a mistake.

Song Wenyi replied quickly: [Auntie and I just got home, luckily we haven't opened it yet.Then I'll send it back to him directly, do you have his address? ]

Everyone's mailing address is in the group file, and Zhang Ming is also a local student.

Meng Buqing copied the address and sent it.

Let's just solve a problem.

She got up, went to get a drink from the refrigerator, and saw the rice wine she bought some time ago.A small glass bottle filled with an off-white liquid.

Meng Buqing came over with the wine and put it on the tea table: "Can you drink with me? You can replace the wine with Coke."

"Wait a minute," Ji Wan stared at the phone screen and typed to reply to the message, "I'm going to make a work call first, it may take half an hour."

She stood up.

Meng Buqing then stood up: "Okay, you are busy. I will... go take a shower first."

If you want to be a sensible person, when you hear that others are busy, you should clearly say that you don't bother me.

Ji Wan went upstairs to the study.

Meng Buqing could stare at her back as much as she wanted, and after a while, she came back to her senses.

Sigh lightly.

—

In the bathroom, the sweet scent of lemongrass from the shampoo wafts through, smelling clean and warm.The hot water takes away the dust and fatigue from the body.

While wiping her hair, Meng Buqing left the steamy bathroom.

As soon as she entered the living room, her eyes lit up.

The headlights are turned off, only the spotlights on the wall are illuminating, and the hanging curtains cut off the scenery outside the window, and even the hustle and bustle seem to be cut off.

Ji Wan was sitting on the sofa, holding a wine glass in her hand, she had already drank half of it.

The atmosphere is a bit graceful, I don't know if it is her illusion.

Meng Buqing sat over and asked with a smile, "Why do you drink too?"

"You said you wanted to drink," Ji Wan glanced at her, "I just wanted to open a can of Coke for you."

"..."

Ji Wan said very seriously: "Then I felt that I should respect you. I had to drink some wine by myself, and suppress the desire to control that told you to drink Coke."

After a few seconds of silence, Meng Buqing asked in a somewhat indescribable mood: "Why is Ms. Xiao's motherly love coming from you?"

She said, pouring herself a drink.

I want to laugh again.

Song Wenyi's crush failed, and Ms. Xiao accompanied her to drink, and her crush on Ji Wan failed, but Ji Wan personally accompanied her to drink.

Ji Wan reached out and tapped her dimples: "What are you laughing at?"

"I'm laughing, I'm drinking with you," Meng Buqing looked up at her and answered honestly, "I think I'm more successful than others."

"……What does it mean."

Ji Wan couldn't help but bend her lower lip.

"Ji Wan, you don't look like someone who is so short of money that he really has no place to live," Meng Buqing asked, "Why did you move here and live with me?"

The corners of Ji Wan's lips twitched, "Do you just call your elders by their first names?"

"Can't you call me by your name?" Meng Buqing asked with a soft smile while thinking about who you are as an elder, "What's your nickname, Wanwan, Awan?"

Ji Wan was silent for a moment, then said, "Just call me Ji Wan."

Meng Buqing turned her face slightly, and held back her laughter.

She raised her hand to raise her glass and drank a few sips of wine.The sweet and light wine taste mixed with this rice fragrance is very easy to drink.

He asked again: "So why, please tell me quickly."

It's a long story.

Ji Wan lowered her eyes and took a sip of her wine, her eyes fell on the darkness not far away, and she said with a helpless smile, "It's nothing interesting, I'll tell you next time."

"..."

Meng Buqing glanced at her speechlessly, paused, and guessed to himself: "You don't think my father owes you so much money, even if the rent is not enough, you still want to live here, and you can get some money back a little?"

Ji Wan shook her head first, but then paused, as if she felt the need to think about it.

Then he shook his head firmly, pursed his lips and said with a smile: "If it is for this purpose, what you get back will not be worth the lost interest."

Meng Buqing became even more curious when he heard the words: "Then what is your purpose, our family has no treasure that can repay the debt."

Ji Wan closed her eyes for a moment, and didn't look at her, but the corners of her lips moved as if she was smiling.

"Yes, there are more than one. Only you, the little one, turn a blind eye to it. Your vision is too poor."

Meng Buqing was speechless by her words, thinking about it.

Whatever it is baby.If Ji Wan can be attracted, she will not suffer anyway.

—

Soon, a few cups of rice wine were finished, and it was not known whether it was because she drank too quickly, or because her capacity for alcohol became worse.Meng Buqing was a little dizzy, and raised his hand to touch his face, which was hot.

On the other hand, Ji Wan on the opposite side had a normal expression, as if she had never touched a glass after drinking so much wine.

The difference in alcohol consumption is obvious.

"You can't drink, go back to your room and sleep." Seeing this, Ji Wan curled her lower lip.

Meng Buqing felt that her smile was mocking, and said angrily, "You look down on me."

"How do you say that?"

Ji Wan asked casually, reaching out to take her wine glass away first.

"You... you still accept my cup," Meng Buqing couldn't help pouted, her long eyelashes flickering, and stared at her, "You are so brave."

Ji Wan looked away, her gesture seemed to be asking for a kiss.

She said calmly and indifferently: "Go to sleep, or I will leave you alone."

"Okay, then you take care of me." Meng Buqing compromised for a second, then looked at her motionless and asked, "What are you going to do with me? Do you want to hug me to bed?"

The innocent tone was full of teasing.

"..."

Ji Wan raised her hand and touched the center of her brows, the corners of her lips twitched faintly, she didn't know whether it was anger or a smile.

Standing up, she said, "Go and brush your teeth first, and I'll pour you a glass of water and put it on the bedside table. If you wake up thirsty in the middle of the night, drink it yourself."

Meng Buqing's eyes rolled, and he said bluntly, "I want to eat fruit first, and there are small tomatoes in the refrigerator."

"Row."

Ji Wan went to the kitchen with a good temper to help her wash the tomatoes.Eat with her, follow her, watch her brush her teeth and wash her face, and hand her a tissue to wipe her hands.

He poured another half a glass of water, sent it to the room, and helped her carefully tuck the corner of the quilt before leaving.

During this time, she has become much more skilled in caring for others.

Finally, turned around to leave.

But Meng Buqing held her by the sleeve, shook his head, and refused to let her go.

"Anything else?"

Ji Wan squatted beside the bed and helped her tug at the neckline of her messy pajamas, her fingers did not touch the skin between her neck.

The restrained movements are gentle and careful.

Meng Buqing's eyes flashed, and he grabbed Ji Wan's slender wrist with his palm down, and rubbed it vaguely.Looking at her expression from under the long eyelashes, he said softly: "Otherwise, you can stay and sleep with me for one night."

With a vague nasal voice, it sounds quite logical and sweet, "Please, Teacher Ji."

"No." Ji Wan broke free from her hand lightly but firmly, and helped her tuck the quilt back, "Go to bed early."

Meng Buqing suppressed the grievance in his heart.

Looking straight at her, he suddenly asked softly, "Do you like me or not? If you don't, why do you take such good care of me?"

"..."

"Speak up," Meng Buqing urged softly, "You're not really good at taking care of people."

Ji Wan didn't say a word.Staring at her, there seemed to be some resentment in his eyes, and after a while he asked in a calm voice:

"How do you want me to like you?"

Under her gaze that seemed to contain anger, Meng Buqing's heart beat very fast, inexplicably fast.Almost suspected that he was the one who had messed with her.For no reason makes people more courageous.

Her voice was soft and firm: "I like you the same way I like you."

The girl's eyes flickered, and the expression of pretending to be innocent was obviously hot without concealing it.