Girls hate being called fat or ugly the most. Shen Di glanced at him, "Do you think I'm fat?"
"No, just right."
For the first time, Wen Zhiyuan felt particularly helpless when facing Shen Di. This girl had been too well protected, with a pure and simple heart, free of stray thoughts.
That won't do; he has to lead her astray.
After she finished her medicine and changed clothes, Wen Zhiyuan somehow managed to bring a Land Rover around.
Shen Di was playing on the computer in the bedroom, refusing to come downstairs.
Wen Zhiyuan knocked on the door, "Shen Di, come out."
He was calling her by name; they were the same age, though her birthday was a few months earlier than his.
"I have to practice my piece today, not going out with you," Shen Di said.
"If you don't come out, I'll keep knocking on the door." Wen Zhiyuan was a man of his word.
Shen Di was annoyed and yanked the door open, "Wen Zhiyuan, enough is enough! I don't want to go hiking!"
