To The Lovely You

Ke Jingheng picked up a glass of cocktail on the long table and took a sip, with a hint of mystery and pride in his beautiful eyes: "This... No comment, that is the secret of the two of us. All I can say is, meimei Very pleased with my performance.”

   In fact, he really has no comment - because, he doesn't have any! ! !

   But the more he doesn’t say it, the more reverie it becomes. Especially the last sentence he said left countless room for imagination.

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  In another corner of the yard, is a Mediterranean-style pavilion surrounded by a layer of white gauze, swaying gently with the night wind. In the pavilion, there are several long rattan chairs with antique throw pillows on them.

  This place is far from the center of the party, and there are basically no people, only the music of the subwoofer can be vaguely heard from a distance.

  Amy took Luo Xiaomei's hand enthusiastically, pressed her on the rattan chair, and took the initiative to bring her fruit, pastries and a glass of juice.

"meimei, I know you have a plane tomorrow, so I brought you a glass of juice." She handed the glass of juice to her, "this is a mixed drink made of avocado, kiwi, orange juice and strawberry, drink it It can be beautiful!"

  Luo Xiaoberry looked at the juice, took it calmly but didn't drink it. Although she likes strawberries, she hates kiwis and is allergic to kiwis. It's just because Amy is so enthusiastic, she can't say anything.

Amy saw that she just put it on the table and didn't drink, a hint of disappointment flashed in her blue eyes, and then she smiled again: "meimei, why don't you drink? Do you not like it? Do you want me to get you another drink? of?"

   "No, no..." Luo Xiaomei waved her hand quickly, "I just...I want to eat something else, such as barbecue or something."

   She made an excuse and stood up to get it, but was held down by Amy: "I'll help you get it! You are the protagonists of the party today!"

   As she said that, she had already stood up and walked out, turned back and smiled at Luo Xiaomei, her eyes fell on the glass of juice in front of Luo Xiaomei.

  Luo Xiaomei watched her graceful figure disappear in the night, immediately took the glass of juice on Amy's seat and drank it. Then, she put the cup in front of her on Amy's seat.

  The color of the two juices looks similar, except that Amy's one is pure orange juice, and the one of Luo Xiaoberry's is a little green in yellow because of the addition of kiwi and avocado. Under the dim moonlight, if there is no comparison reference, this subtle difference will not be found.

   She did this because she didn't want Amy to feel that she didn't understand etiquette and to live up to the juice she worked so hard to get her. In order to give her enough face, she ate more than half of the plate of cakes and fruits.

  While she was enjoying her meal, Amy had come back with a plate of roast meat. She sat down opposite Luo Xiaomei with a smile, and handed her a small fork: "This is a very famous German sausage, meimei, you can try it."

  Luo Xiaoberry was naturally interested when he saw the food, and wielded a knife and fork to wipe out the plate of German sausages.

  Amy sat there elegantly and sexy, eating pastries and fruits in small bites, occasionally taking a sip of the juice in front of her.

   Her eyes swept across the empty glass in front of Luo Xiaomei, and her coquettish red lips evoked a meaningful arc.