Meng Jixi took a deep breath-

"The specific process you know."

"For example, what website did you know on and what platform did you use?"

"You won't know each other for no reason, right?"

...

"besides……"

"Although it's a bit presumptuous, can I ask why you came to Li Wei today?"

Meng Jixi observed the change in the expression of the man with hair dyed, "You said too, you are just netizens."

"I've never met in reality before."

"Why did you suddenly want to meet?"

"Can you please tell me?"

...

This is really too hot.

But after staying outside for a while, under the shade of the tree, the man with hair dyed felt sweaty in his palms.

He slightly closed his hands, and a sticky feeling made him frown uncomfortable.

He wiped his hands on his clothes.

Seeing Meng Jixi noticed his actions.

The man with hair dyed smiled unnaturally, reached out and wiped his forehead with a little cramped manner, and the sweat dripped onto the ground, "This is so hot."

"So should we talk to a cooler place?"

Meng Jixi asked considerately, "I remember there is a cafe at the intersection outside this community."

“We can go there.”

The man with hair dyed eyes lit up, "Okay, OK."

They are not the only ones when you go to the cafe.

The situation is now like he is surrounded by police.

With the inner torture and the external heat, he was almost as if he was tortured.

Too painful.

“It’s really hot.”

I was a little worried that my happiness was too obvious. The man with hair dyed hurriedly pulled the corners of his mouth, "Aren't you hot?"

"You guys are afraid of sunburn if you don't heat up?"

"It would be bad if you have such white skin tanned..."

Chi Xiuke, who was suddenly named, pursed her lips.

As a girl, she is indeed afraid of being tanned, but now that the man with hair dyed says this, she feels like she is being used as an excuse by the other party?

I always feel that I'm not so happy.

Just as she was about to refute, Meng Jixi had already interrupted the chatter of the man with dyed hair.

"Let's go."

"Let's hurry up."

"After all, I still have a lot of questions to ask you."

Meng Jixi smiled at the man with hair dyed.

The man with hair dyed was trembling all over.

The smile on his face was even worse than crying.

Very, many questions?

...

Several people chose a remote location to sit down.

The printed curtain pulled down blocked the dazzling sunlight outside the window.

After the waiter left, the man with dyed hair, who had been relaxed, became nervous again.

Only then did he realize.

Why didn’t he refuse when he came to the cafe?

Still so happy...

In such a quiet environment in the cafe, it is not much different from the ones under the trees before.

Why didn't he say he went to the food stall?

Even if you can't go to the food stall, it's good to go to the fast food restaurant.

How lively it is.

The man with hair dyed regretted it in his heart.

...

"This gentleman...sir..."

"ah?"

The man dyed his hair suddenly came back to his senses.

Meng Jixi raised his eyebrows slightly, "Sir, we don't know your name yet."

"Name?"

The man with hair dyed was shocked, "It's just a question."

"It doesn't matter if you know your name or not?"

“It’s not a problem, it’s a lot.”

Meng Jixi corrected the man, "Also, it's inconvenient to call him if you don't know the name."

“Besides…”

Meng Jixi seemed to be smiling, "Have you ever seen the policeman not asking the other party's name when recording his confession?"

“This is the procedure that should be.”

Man with hair dye:...

......

"Just one name-"

Meng Jixi showed a little suspicion on her face, "Is there anything I can't say?"

“Oh~”

Meng Jixi suddenly realized, "Do you still don't believe in my identity?"

"That's easy."

"Let's go, let's go to the police station."

"It turns out to be a confession-"

"Wait a moment!"

The man with hair dyed shouted hurriedly, "I don't believe in your identity!"

"I don't-"

"Shh~"

Meng Jixi signaled someone to whisper.

"If you say so loudly, we really only have the police station to go."

The man dyed his hair also realized that he was too excited.

He looked around.

It just happened to meet the sight of the cafe waiter looking at here.

He grinned, his face slightly embarrassed.

Generally speaking, the louder sound will be louder, and he is not afraid.

Who dares to say anything to him?

He is a customer.
To be continued...