Reborn I don't need a heroine

It was still the familiar school gate, and it was still Han Yixuan who arrived first.

Wang Heng watched the stock market close at some point at home, and watched the stock in his hand pull out another daily limit, and then he came by car. As soon as he got out of the car, he saw the delicate and aloof girl.

Compared to yesterday's innocence, today's Han Yixuan has obviously put on makeup. Taking a closer look, the eyeliner and eye shadow add a bit of glamor to the girl. And the haughty expression on her slightly raised face gave her a sense of pride like a flower of a high mountain.

"Student Wang, do you have any plans for today?"

Wang Heng observed it for a while, touched the device in his coat pocket which was slightly larger than a mobile phone, and said with a smile, "Come with me, let's go to the western restaurant."

Han Yixuan: "Isn't it a bit early for dinner now?"

Wang Heng: "French cuisine, it takes a long time to wait for the food to be served. Let's walk over now, order food, and when it's served, you must be hungry."

Han Yixuan thought for a while, and asked with some doubts: "Is there any French cuisine here?"

Wang Heng: "I checked, and there is only one restaurant in this city that specializes in French cuisine and has good reviews."

Han Yixuan: "Is it a bit expensive?"

Wang Heng smiled and said: "It's not expensive, how can it be worthy of you?"

Although she knew that he had something to do today, Han Yixuan couldn't help being stunned when she heard such words.

Her heartbeat was speeding up, but the girl still forced herself to be calm, and said with a deadpan expression: "Thank you for the compliment, then I will trouble you to lead the way."

"Then come with me."

Having said that, Wang Heng grabbed her hand very naturally, and led her to walk in one direction.

The gesture of holding hands is interlocking fingers.

After walking not far, Han Yixuan finally couldn't help asking: "You hold my hand, why... are you so proficient?"

Wang Heng turned his head to stare at her, and smiled slightly: "Because in my mind, I have fantasized about this scene many times."

So when the voice fell, Han Yixuan was completely stunned, her whole body almost turned into a statue——the gentle tone, the words full of love, made the girl's heart explode.

You must know that this is not the kind of earthy love story that is embarrassing and headache, it sounds extremely sincere, and it still has a hint of reserve. It's more perfect than a dream!

Wang Heng pulled her again and asked, "Why don't you leave?"

Han Yixuan lowered her face, not letting him see how red her face was at the moment, and said dully: "I, I can't walk..."

Wang Heng: "Then I will carry you?"

"That's okay too?" Han Yixuan subconsciously wanted to agree, but she quickly realized it and said hastily, "Forget it, the distance is too far, and you're too tired to memorize it."

Wang Heng smiled and said, "You won't be very tired, anyway, you are so light."

Han Yixuan was quiet for a while.

She took a deep breath and asked, "How much sugar did you eat today? Why are you talking so sweetly?"

Wang Heng: "Because I have something very important to tell you today."

The so-called very important thing is undoubtedly to confess again. Of course Han Yixuan knew this.

And it was precisely because she had prepared a recording pen in advance and hid it in the pocket of the windbreaker that she dared not let Wang Heng carry it. Otherwise, it would be bad if something hard hit Wang Heng's back and made him feel something was wrong.

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That French restaurant is really high-end. The dining environment alone doesn't look like it can be stopped within two hundred yuan. And the waiting time after ordering is even longer.

Fortunately, for Han Yixuan, this time will not be boring, because in front of her is Wang Heng's gentle smile. Before she took a sip of the red wine, she felt a little drunk. I don't know how much of the high-cold image I packed up when I went out...

After more than an hour, when the main plate was finally on the table, Wang Heng suddenly picked up the goblet containing dried red wine and asked, "How is today's dinner?"

Han Yixuan put down the knife and fork reservedly, and replied with a smile: "Thank you, it's very good, it may be the best Western food I've ever eaten."

Wang Heng smiled, and asked again: "Then do you want to eat better ones in the future?"

Han Yixuan: "Better?"

Wang Heng: "After all, this is a small place, and the catering industry is not developed enough. Back in Rongdu, there are more delicacies waiting for you."

Han Yixuan shook her head slightly: "I'm not Pei Ningle, I'm not as rich as her and I'm not as fond of food as she is."

"Is it……"

Wang Heng took a sip of the wine in his glass and fell silent.

And Han Yixuan has already begun to secretly regret - what happened today, you can't play abnormally when you get dizzy with joy! At this time, why did you mention Pei Ningle's name?

But Han Yixuan still couldn't help wondering, if she mentioned other girls' names, would Wang Heng still behave so perfectly?

Then the next moment, she knew the answer.

Wang Heng smiled and said: "If you can be my girlfriend, you can eat this kind of food as you like in the future."

Han Yixuan froze for a moment, suppressed her pounding heart, curled her lips: "I'm not a foodie, so I wouldn't sell myself out just for a few bites!"

Wang Heng pointed to his own face: "Then say eat, look at me. Do you want to eat me?"

"Eat..." Han Yixuan propped up the table with both hands, and managed to calm down, "I'm not an ogre, why eat you?"

Obviously, this line of defense is already crumbling.

Wang Heng smiled confidently, put down his glass, and cleared his throat.

Then he stared at the girl, and solemnly said in a low and slightly magnetic voice: "Then if I say, I like you, will you be willing to be my girlfriend?"

Han Yixuan blinked her eyes, her eyes were already flustered, and she didn't dare to look at him again.

In order to hide her emotions, she picked up the wine glass, took a sip, and asked, "Then do you like me?"

Wang Heng: "I like it."

Han Yixuan held the goblet tightly.

Wang Heng: "I think about you every day, yesterday, today, and tomorrow."

The girl's little hand trembled, and a few drops of dry red spilled out.

Wang Heng: "I like you, so can you be my girlfriend?"

Han Yixuan didn't hold it steady, and accidentally spilled all the wine in the glass on the table—fortunately, the wine wouldn't be full, so she only stained a piece of the tablecloth red, and didn't stain her clothes.

Even so, she also knew that she was embarrassing in front of the person she liked at this moment.

So, Han Yixuan scolded herself secretly—she had expected this guy to say similar things a long time ago, why couldn't she calm down? The mud can't support the wall!

And Wang Heng was still asking: "Miss Han Yixuan, what's your answer?"

The girl put down the wine glass, put her hands on her lap, took several deep breaths, and managed to stabilize herself a bit.

Raising her head and meeting the guy's hateful eyes with a slight smile, she said, "Since you are so sincere, then well... I agree."

Han Yixuan wanted to speak more proudly, but her trembling voice betrayed her.

The girl's makeup was still exquisite, but she had the flower-like temperament of the kaolin, but there was nothing left, instead, she looked like a ripe little apple waiting to be picked.

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