Fast Travel: Crazy Criticism of Beauty Always Conspiring against Me

After getting along with Song Ci for a long time, she naturally got close to her, "Ci, can I borrow money from you first? I didn't take it when I came out. Tell me the address when the time comes, and I will send it to you."

Song Ci looked at Lilia, who looked like a little mushroom, was playful and cute, and was quite different from the gentle little white flower in the past. She looked bold, but she was still respectful and courteous in her bones.

"I want to bring you to play together."

Lilia blurted out: "Next time I will take you too..."

She suddenly thought that she had all the courage to sneak out, and there was no chance of taking her to play.

His eyes suddenly felt a little lonely.

Song Ci reached out and touched her soft head, "Okay."

Lilia looked up and hesitated: "Maybe it will take a long time next time."

"It's ok."

During the daytime, there is a tall statue outside the wishing pool, and white doves fly slowly by. Some children step into the pool to play in the water, but no one picks up the coins inside.

Lilia sat beside, watching the children playing outside.

She is only 15 years old, but occasionally she gives people a deep and depressing feeling.

"I want to go to the open-air dance opposite."

The sky gradually darkened, and Lilia looked at the lively dance scene opposite, and the anticipation flickering in her eyes couldn't be concealed at all.

Song Ci felt that she was going back, but she looked at herself expectantly, sighed silently and followed.

Song Ci just sat on the chair next to him, holding the brandy poured by the bartender in his hand.

She looked at the wine in the glass and said to herself: One sip should be fine.

He touched his lips lightly and took an extra sip.

Except that the tip of her tongue was a bit spicy, she couldn't taste the original lingering floral and fruity fragrance at all, and with her body, everything tasted bland.

When he saw Lilia coming over, he put the cup down.

"Ci, can I invite you to be my dance partner?" Lilia lifted her skirt.

Song Ci took her hand gracefully, "It's a great honor."

After dancing to the song, Lilia was very happy, but Song Ci always felt blurred for some reason.

The heartbeat was normal, but my heart felt empty for no reason.

She looked up at today's night, and suddenly longed for someone who could hold her in his arms and cover all the darkness.

The color of the amber eyes gradually dimmed, and the soft lips moved.

Wilke walked for a long time and saw that outstanding young man in the crowd, he immediately stepped up.

"Song Ci, why are you here? Mister has been looking for you for a long time!" Wilke looked at her with a serious face, and put his palm on her shoulder to pull her away.

"I'm sorry, I asked her to go shopping with me."

Hearing that, Wilke focused on the little girl next to Song Ci.

She is a very beautiful little girl, she looks very small, she is delicate and cute.

She must be Song Ci's girlfriend...

Wilke frowned and suddenly wanted to teach Song Ci a lesson.

"Miss, I'm going to take Song Ci back first, and I might trouble you to go back by yourself."

Seeing that he was about to leave, Lilia stretched out her hand to grab him, Song Ci felt a little dizzy.

"Ci, I..."

But I still remember Lilia's agitation just now and she drank a lot of wine, she couldn't leave the girl here alone, "Take her with me."

Wilke hesitated.

The husband has been looking for her for so long, and even called the police. When he came out, he even saw the gloomy face of the husband.

It was the first time he had seen Wei Silu who looked so pervasive and cold.

The husband is definitely going to be angry, and now he wants to bring another girl back with him, wouldn't it make him even more angry.

Wilke hesitated for a moment but remained in a stalemate. In the end, he could only take a step back and bring everyone back.

When Song Ci got out of the car, he staggered and almost fell to the ground. Wilke helped him in time, and his brows were a little tight.

"what happened to you?"

Song Ci shook his head, "It's okay."

Seeing her standing up and taking two steps, Wilke let go of her hand. He did not forget that there was a drunken little girl in the car.

He rearranged a room but learned that the rooms were already full, and finally had no choice but to take the girl back to the extra guest room in his own room.

Song Ci knocked on the door.

"I'm back." No one answered.

I don't know what's going on, I have no strength and my legs are so weak, I knocked on the door, but no one answered.

The unprovoked paleness also had a series of strange thoughts.

She felt that Wei Silu must be angry.

Does he not want her if he doesn't open the door...

Feeling cold for the first time.

Song Ci's throat tightened, and for some reason, his nose was sharp.

She knocked on the door stubbornly and aggrieved.

Little did he realize that he was on the wrong floor.

A strange man who just went upstairs next to him saw the beautiful boy in the corridor, and he was depressed because of the failure of the negotiation at the dinner table. In addition, he was drunk, and the alcohol caused the trouble. He walked over and put his arms around him from behind.

To vent your anger.

"Are you alone?"

The man's hot, alcohol-smelling breath fell on his ears, not the familiar cold embrace mixed with the faint scent of mint.

The man was very hot, and the strong smell of alcohol made her feel physically uncomfortable and disgusted.

"let me go."

Song Ci pulled the man away with all his strength, and his body suddenly lost his strength and fell to the bottom of the wall.

The blurred eyes looked at this person swaying from side to side.

The man swallowed his saliva looking at Song Ci's appearance. This is so beautiful and fragrant. At first glance, he looks like a soft Ou. This kind of top quality is rare in a hundred years, and it sounds good to shout.

He stretched out his hand and grabbed her leg violently, pulling her over rudely, "Come back with me."

Song Ci felt uncomfortable, unable to use all her strength, and the smell of the man made her feel disgusted and instinctively resisted.

Fingers grabbed his arm, scratching a few bloodstains.

The one who let go violently shook his blood-stained arm, and cursed angrily: "Fuck, little bastard, I won't kill you later!"

The man stretched out his hand and roughly pulled Song Ci back, she resisted, raised his hand and slapped her on the face.

"Damn, you're playing bad luck with me?!"