I Just Want to Freeload on Your Luck - Chapter 45

Mingxi realized that he was gnawing on a green apple, and he was sour without knowing it. He was a little embarrassed and unnatural, so he quickly changed the subject: “Wait, I will find the room card. ”

She opened the door, raised her hand and inserted the room card into the wall.

The lights were turned on and the air conditioner buzzed.

Fu Yangxi followed in, bending over and placing a large box of gifts on the floor by the wall.

Realizing that he had actually entered Zhao Mingxi’s hotel room, there must be a lot of clothes on the girl’s bed, Fu Yangxi’s ears were reddish, and he did not dare to look up.

He stiffly returned to the door, big and tall, his head about to hit the upper frame of the door. Completely block the light outside the corridor.

“What the **** did you give?” When Mingxi came back and took off his coat, he couldn’t help squatting over to open the present.

Fu Yangxi’s heart jumped, and she rushed over to hold the gift box: “Little mask, you are too impatient, can’t wait for someone to leave before taking it apart? I’m still here—”

Before they finished speaking, both of them realized that the distance between them was a bit too close.

Both felt the temperature of the opponent’s skin, coming through the clothes and a thin layer of air.

“…”

Zhao Mingxi squatted there, in a small ball, Fu Yangxi bends down from the top of her head to hold the box, if her posture is lower, her chin can touch the top of her hair.

How does it feel when your chin touches the top of a girl’s hair? It should be gentle, like knocking on silk.

Fu Yangxi lowered her eyes and looked at her. From his perspective, she could see her pretty and white nose tip, her thin sweater falling on her back, outlining the girl’s slender spine, her black hair hanging down, With a little scent of shampoo.

Yes, cute.

Fu Yangxi’s throat moved, and her heart seemed to be swept by her long hair, numb and itchy.

And Mingxi’s fingers when opening the box curled up into the shape of a lid. She stared at the outline of Fu Yangxi’s shadow in front of her, feeling the hormonal breath of the boy behind her and his hot body.

The zipper of his black down jacket was unzipped, and the dry scent seemed to penetrate the tip of her nose, wrapping her from head to toe with warmth.

Mingxi was a little dizzy and stiff as well.

If she hadn’t noticed that she liked him before, she could still be open and honest, and she would be open and honest in everything close to him.

However, once I noticed it, every minute of every second of contact is like a little mouse stealing lamp oil, making a guilty conscience.

——She is so stiff and weird, will he find that she likes him?

Mingxi’s heart jumped to his throat.

She leaned aside quickly and got out of him as he leaned over.

Mingxi’s movements were a bit funny, he staggered and almost fell, and was held by Fu Yangxi.

However, in the atmosphere where the air was filled with stiff and hot factors, the two of them couldn’t take care of that much.

Fu Yangxi quickly released the hand holding her wrist bone, the roots of her ears were red, and she turned to look away, not knowing where to put her eyes, and finally landed on the ceiling: “The ceiling, the color is good.”

Mingxi: “…”

Fu Yangxi stumbled and said: “Then, then I, go first.”

——Just leave like this?

Looking down at Mouxi: “…Hmm.”

Fu Yangxi said he was leaving, but looking at Zhao Mingxi, his feet didn’t move at all.

Mingxi licked his dry lips, looked up at him, his eyes fell on the shadow of his handsome eyebrow, and did not hurry.

The air quieted down awkwardly.

…

The two suddenly spoke at the same time.

Mingxi: “Are you free tomorrow?”

Fu Yangxi: “Will you eat together tomorrow?”

Mingxi: “You speak first.”

Fu Yangxi: “You speak first.”

Mingxi: “…”

Fu Yangxi: “…”

What I said was caught off guard, and the air suddenly became more embarrassing.

The two hurriedly turned their heads to the left and the other, their expressions rising into two red tomatoes.

Fu Yangxi stared at the door frame beside him, trying hard to study whether the door frame was made of composite material or steel plate. He put his hands in his pockets and tried to prop up the edges, pretending to be cold and nonchalant: “Isn’t tomorrow Sunday? I happen to be a little bit near here. Things, if you’re fine, you can have lunch together.”

Said Fu Yangxi and found an excuse: “Hurt, don’t think too much about the little mask. Master, I just happened to be around here, and I think I haven’t invited my tablemates to dinner. I’m also very generous to my previous tablemates. Yes, I will invite you to dinner.”

Mingxi felt that he had lost his mind. Obviously I feel that there is a loophole in Fu Yangxi’s words-where did he have a tablemate before, so he invited his former tablemate to dinner? But he just blushed and couldn’t take care of that much.

She quickly agreed, “Hmm.”

Fu Yangxi saw that Mingxi hadn’t said a word for a long time, and thought she was going to refuse, and she was planning to move out Ke Chengwen or who: “Or call He Yang and Ke Chengwen–”

As a result, before finishing speaking, Zhao Mingxi agreed.

She agreed? !

Eat alone! She agreed.

Knowing that for so long, the two of them have not eaten alone or did anything together. Ke Chengwen and others have always been light bulbs. This is the first time.

The corner of Fu Yangxi’s mouth was about to rise to the sky, and he quickly glanced at Zhao Mingxi.

Mingxi stretched a happy smile and looked at him.

Fu Yangxi twisted the beginning as quickly as she was electrocuted, and returned to her cold look: “Um, let’s do it, we will contact you tomorrow.”

Mingxi wanted to eat alone and rounding off would be considered a date, so he quickly agreed without hesitation: “Okay!”

Fu Yangxi looked at her in surprise.

What did the little mask promise to do so cheerfully? !

Fu Yangxi’s head became hot, almost thinking that Zhao Mingxi liked him again.

But after absorbing the experience of being passionate last time, he no longer dared to think about it so easily.

Anyway, as long as she didn’t like Shen Liyao, it was progress-Fu Yangxi was already satisfied enough in her heart.

Fu Yangxi: “Then I’m leaving.”

Fu Yangxi also felt a little stupid to say this. She said twice in just ten minutes that she was going to leave, but she still stayed here and didn’t move. This is not Sima Zhao’s heart.

He was shy on his face, stepped back two steps, walked out the door, then waved to Zhao Mingxi: “Don’t send it.”

Mingxi’s sentence “I will send you down” immediately swallowed back into his throat, as if yes, Fu Yangxi, a 1.8-meter-eight male, would it be possible that he would encounter danger when he went downstairs? Send him down by himself, as if his mind was too obvious.

So Mingxi held back his shyness, pulled the door frame, nodded, and said softly: “See you tomorrow.”

“See you tomorrow.” Fu Yangxi waved to Zhao Mingxi as if dipped in candy. He didn’t forget to throw away the cake on the ground, picked up the cake roughly and disgustingly, and stared at her two steps back.

As a result, he retreated to the stairway diagonally across from him. He stepped into the air, his tall body flashed, and he almost fell.

“Fu——”

Mingxi was shocked, and Fu Yangxi stood up straight back again with amazing balance.

“…”

Fu Yangxi only felt ashamed. She gave Zhao Mingxi a blushing face, then turned around and trot downstairs.

Mingxi stood by the door for a while, calmed down his fast beating heart, rubbed his face that was stiff but at the same time grinning sour, before closing the door and returning to the room.

The first thing she does is to quickly open the present.

She didn’t care about other people’s gifts. She squatted in the corner and opened Fu Yangxi’s big box first. The big box opened, but inside were small boxes, which were not small—the large ones were as big as a basketball, and the small ones were as delicate as a palm.

The boxes are not all the same, they are all tied with bows, and the technique is similar to that when Fu Yangxi tied her shoes.

Did he tie it himself?

Mingxi guessed this and couldn’t help licking his lips again.

She counted, there were a total of eighteen small boxes in the big box.

Staring at it for several seconds, Mingxi chose one of the silk blue boxes and took it out. Just holding it in his hand, Mingxi already felt like a hot potato, his heart pounding. She was about to take it apart, but she felt that there was no sense of ritual squatting here to take it apart, so she threw on the bed joyfully holding the present.

She untied the blue velvet silk ribbon on the box and smelled the faint fragrance inside.

Is it perfume——? Mingxi thought curiously.

Then open.

It was discovered that it was a very delicate rattle used to amuse children.

The scent is the woody sandalwood scent of rattle.

“…”

Mingxi:? ? ?

What kind of gift is this for a straight man, and what is it to give her a rattle? She is eighteen, not three!

The expression on Mingxi’s face was a bit vague for an instant.

But then she found that the wooden bottom of the rattle seemed to be inscribed.

It is a few English words.

-Streamtwoyearsold.

Mingxi didn’t understand the meaning for a while, and subconsciously thought it was a trademark.

She went back to open the other small boxes in the big box, and found that there were many other things inside, including a golden watch with engraved feathers, a pen, a hairpin for children, and a transparent emerald bottle. Perfume.

Fu Yangxi may not be good at picking perfume. It is not a girly perfume, but exudes a faint cold and delicate fragrance, like a cello from the air after the rain. The name of the perfume is exactly a perfume called “Cello Girl”.

The bottom of the perfume is engraved with several other English words.

-Streameighteenyearsold.

Between the electric light and flint, Mingxi was like a Tianling cover being lifted and hit instantly. She suddenly understood what Fu Yangxi had given.

From the age of one to eighteen, he made up his birthday gifts every year.

…

Mingxi was holding the box, and some subtle emotions were indescribably smudged on the tip of her heart. She was sour and itchy. In the quiet room, she could clearly hear her heartbeat.

Time after time.

heavily.

It was like raindrops crackling down.

——Why would he give such a thoughtful gift.

He would never like it too–

Mingxi’s current mood is like an ant crawling to the tip of her heart, scratching the tip of her heart and itching, but the ant only scratched there, but refused to fall.

She didn’t dare to make such an arbitrary judgment.

But even so, Mingxi knew that this was the most cared-for and happiest birthday since he was so big.

She licked her lips and rolled on the bed holding the perfume box, but her cheeks were still hot. She embarrassedly buried her face in the soft pillow and rolled for a while. Then she took another deep breath, but the restlessness in her heart still did not calm down.

Want to send a message.

want to chat.

Mingxi thought so in his heart.

Anyway, it’s already early twelve o’clock, and there is no way to learn. It’s better to ask him if he is home, and then just say a few words without saying.

Mingxi glanced at the set of exercises spread out on the table next to him, thinking so guiltyly, while snatching the phone.

There was tangled typing in her head.

And while she didn’t know what to post, she was typing all the time.

The information was sent over there.

–go to sleep quickly.

Mingxi was taken aback and felt extremely ashamed. Could it be that he was caught while typing? The key is how could Fu Yangxi know that she was typing? Unless he keeps staring at the phone!

Ahhhhh, Mingxi covered his face, didn’t dare to look at the phone anymore, turned off the phone in a hurry, and plunged his head into the pillow.

It’s too hot.

The heartbeat is beating too fast.

Here.

Fu Yangxi, who had been holding his mobile phone, fell off the sofa, and quickly got up.

There was no one nearby, and the corners of his mouth rose to the sky unscrupulously.

He just sat on the ground with momentum, staring at the phone, and waited for Zhao Mingxi to send it back – what did she want to say just now, typing?

…

As a result, the little mask did not send a message this night.

Fu Yangxi: “…”

The next day, Fu Yangxi, who had become panda eyes, went to the bar to pour water in a vain step, and turned on the phone top-heavy to start searching:

——”Hurry up and go to bed”, are these four words too straight to make girls unhappy? ?