The scheming beauty in Quick Travel is flirtatious and wild

Chapter 105 Uncontrollable
In the hospital, Su Luo's head was wrapped with a circle of gauze and she was lying on the hospital bed, sleeping.

Rong Jing pushed the door open and came in, walked quietly to the bed, carefully tucked the girl's quilt, and then sat down.

The skylight outside came in through the window of the ward, illuminating her face as pale as paper. The autumn air was dry. He dipped a cotton swab in pure water and wetted the dry corners of her lips little by little.

The liquid in the hanging bottle dripped bit by bit at a steady speed, and time seemed to slow down.

Rong Jing held the back of Su Luo's hand without the needle, lay down on the bedside, and fell asleep.

In a trance, there was noise in my ears.

When Rong Jing opened his eyes again, he was blinded by a strong light. He subconsciously pushed the glasses on his nose with his fingers, but only touched a piece of air.

Why isn't he wearing glasses?

There were more than 20 men and women lined up in front, and he was stepping on the yellow line, obviously waiting in the queue.

Holding two paper cards in his hand, Rong Jing couldn't help but frown when he looked at them carefully.

It was a concert ticket for a certain foreign band, and it was actually heavy metal rock, the kind he had always disdained to listen to.

His mind was in a mess, and Rong Jing could only vaguely remember that Xiaoluo was injured. He would definitely be scared if she didn't see her when she woke up. He had to rush back to the hospital to be with her.

After thinking this way, he finally had an idea. However, as soon as he took a step out, he was grabbed by the hem of his clothes.

As soon as he turned around, he met Su Luo's bright and clear eyes.

"Where are you going? You're almost entering the arena."

Su Luo just came back from the bathroom, took out the tissue in her bag and wiped her hands. She saw "Chu Song" looking at her blankly, as if she was stunned.

Su Luo was amused, she put her hands around his waist, looked up at his plain white face, and slowly moved closer.

However, just as the pink lips were about to touch her, the man quickly avoided her and only kissed her chin.

Su Luo was confused and saw that Chu Song's black eyes were still dark and deep, but there was a somewhat complicated undercurrent in his eyes.

Immediately, he looked at his hands as if he didn't recognize himself, with a look of horror on his face.

A few seconds later, he took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket, tentatively entered six zeros according to his own habit, and it was successfully unlocked.

What makes Su Luo strange is that although it is his own mobile phone, the movements of his hand are not skillful, as if he is operating something belonging to a stranger.

At this time, Rong Jing opened the address book and found that they were all unfamiliar numbers. He felt panicked. He quickly found the calendar and his pupils trembled for a moment.

The time is actually five years later? !

Rong Jing shook his head vigorously, trying to wake himself up. He patted his face hard, but he felt no pain at all.

The next second, the woman's soft little hand held him. Rong Jing froze, raised his eyelashes and looked over, then met Su Luo's worried gaze.

"What's wrong with you? Is there any discomfort?"

The familiar soft and waxy voice made Rong Jing's heart skip a beat. Only then did he notice that the woman in front of him had clear eyes and clear eyes. She was simply a mature version of Xiao Luo.

However, compared with Xiaoluo's youthful and clean appearance, her facial features are more delicate, with a hint of charm and tenderness between her eyebrows, like a blooming rose.

Rong Jing took a deep breath and wanted to explain the current situation to her. His voice rolled up in his throat, but he still couldn't make any sound.

He frowned and coughed hard, but still couldn't pronounce even half a syllable.

What shocked Rong Jing the most was that, except for his consciousness, his body was completely out of his control. The next second, he naturally took Su Luo's hand and intertwined their fingers.

The smooth touch of the woman's fingers made him feel a little dazed, followed by intense shame.

How could he hold Xiao Luo's hand so intimately?Intertwining fingers is the intimacy that belongs only to lovers.

Rong Jing was tangled in his heart, but the look on his face was normal. Although his eyes were a little strange, it was not obvious.

Therefore, Su Luo should take it for granted that Chu Song's stiffness was just because he was not used to being intimate in public.

A few minutes later, the gate began to let people in. Rong Jing passively let Su Luo hold her hand and followed her step by step into the venue.

In the originally not spacious space, countless people were rubbing shoulders, and Rong Jing's hand gradually changed from being held to actively pulling Su Luo forward.

After waiting for a few minutes, the simulated fireworks sticks around the stage lit up, lighting up the darkness in an instant.

The thunderous music came like a wave, easily detonating the nerves of the audience.

In the dimness, they held up colorful fluorescent sticks, stepped on the rhythm, swung their arms wildly, and shouted excitedly.

A few of them had even begun to twist their limbs, and Rong Jing was stunned to see the scene of the demons dancing wildly.

On the stage, the band members wore exaggerated makeup and avant-garde clothes, which made Rong Jing frown.

In the first half, they sang seriously. Although Rong Jing couldn't understand, he still listened seriously with an attitude of respecting art.

However, as they sang, they suddenly ran around the stage with their instruments in hand, turning on the self-entertainment mode. As a result, the music that was not tuneful became even more irregular.

What puzzled Rong Jing was that the people in the audience became even more excited. They were all screaming like their throats were broken.

Having lived for 30 years, he has never been to such a place, and he did not know that young people in their early twenties still have this kind of leisure time.

His ears were filled with music and shouts, and his retinas were illuminated by dazzling lights. Rong Jing's mind was empty, and he analyzed it from the perspective of physics for a long time. In the end, it could only be attributed to him entering a dream.

The body belongs to others, and the consciousness belongs to oneself, and this "other person" seems to be very close to Xiaoluo, so he should be...

...boyfriends and girlfriends.

Thinking of this, Rong Jing felt inexplicably sour. He turned his attention to the person next to him, and his heart began to beat uncontrollably.

In the chaotic and restless atmosphere, those shallow eyes were still clear. She imitated others to wave her arms and laughed wantonly. Her face was filled with vitality and vitality that he had never seen before.

Intense and bright.

In Rongjing's impression, Xiaoluo is delicate, like a fragile sapling in the cold wind, arousing pity and needing his protection and guidance,

However, now her face is rosy, without the slightly sickly paleness. The wind from nowhere blows her black hair, and her whole body is like a butterfly about to flutter its wings, stretching out and about to leave her. For protection, fly to the sky.

For no reason, Rong Jing opened her arms and separated her from the crowd that she had accidentally touched.

He tilted his head to stare at her, his eyes filled with unbearable doting.

Realizing the action of raising his hand, Rong Jing sighed secretly. He could no longer tell whether it was out of his own will or an order from the body itself.

It seemed that this time, he just thought about it and did it.

Sensing his gaze, Su Luo looked over and saw the man opened his mouth and seemed to say something, but the surrounding noise was so loud that she couldn't hear it at all.

Su Luo put her ear closer, hoping to hear his voice. As she got closer, Rong Jing smelled the faint fragrance of gardenia, which was completely different from the perfume smell of the girls around her.Before he could come to his senses, his vocal cords began to lose control again, he raised his voice and shouted:

"Are you thirsty? I'll buy water."

Su Luo shook her head, only then did she notice that after an hour of pushing and shoving by the crowd, the man's originally clean and tidy shirt was already crumpled, his tie was loose, and he was in a mess.

However, she was well protected by him. Somehow, she suddenly had the illusion that she was being cared for by her old father.

Su Luo grabbed the clothes on both sides of the man's waist, stood on tiptoes, and responded loudly:

"Let's go out!"

Rong Ding nodded, protected her and squeezed out against the crowd, opened the door, and the huge sound effects in the venue suddenly came out, and then suddenly tightened.

If a man has self-awareness in his arms, he will hug the girl's slender waist from time to time, rub her hair, and hold her little hands, as if he has skin dependence.

Regarding this, Rong Jing felt complicated.

On the one hand, he comforted himself that this "forcedness" was only temporary. It was a feeling that belonged to others and would return to the original state when he woke up from the dream.

On the other hand, he despises himself, usually he thinks he is noble, but now, what is the secret joy in his heart?

That was the child he watched grow up. Even though this was her five years later, even though she was in a dream now, he couldn't have such thoughts.

He has a bottom line.

Rong Jing was immersed in his own thoughts. The next second, he was pulled closer to the fire escape by the girl.

Su Luo curled her lips, and her eyes even brought Silili to her. He was pushed gently by her, and his lower back hit the door handle, but Rong Jing didn't feel any pain at all because he had no time to care.

In the dimness, the fragrance of gardenia became more intense. The girl's soft lips pressed against her. They felt soft and then numb. A dense electric current rushed straight up from the contact point to her hair, making Rong Jing sweat on his forehead.

His eyes widened, and he felt that the whole world had become quiet. His heart contracted to a point in an instant, and his breathing stopped.

At some point, his hand uncontrollably climbed up the girl's back and rubbed it gently.

Perhaps the touch under his palm was too beautiful, or the atmosphere was too charming, which made Rong Jing's brain feel dizzy. Gradually, he began to actively cater to her, robbing the girl of her scarce oxygen.

The surrounding temperature rose, and he took the initiative to press against the big iron door. His rationality was getting weaker and weaker, and he could only follow his instincts.

There was a bang in the air, and Rong Jing suddenly woke up.

Staring at the big palm in the girl's clothes and her slightly swollen lips, Rong Jing felt his heart fell into the frying pan, he really wanted to slap himself immediately.

What made him collapse the most was that while he was feeling guilty, he still vaguely missed the touch, whether it was on his lips or fingertips.

He is simply sanctimonious and contrary to human ethics. He wears human skin but does things like animals.

While Rong Jingtian and the others were fighting, Su Luo shook her head. Just now, she accidentally bumped into the iron door, her vision went dark, and then gradually became clearer.

The corridor was dark, and the familiar cold fragrance of the man made her inexplicably reassured. The memory in her mind still lingered on Rong Jing's installation of the swivel chair.

She went up to try to sit, bumped into a shelf, a vase fell down, and then...here it is now.

Su Luo rubbed the back of her head and was about to ask when the sensor light suddenly turned on.

The dim yellow light poured down from the man's head. She looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar face, her expression was blank, and she forgot to breathe.

The sudden light brought Rong Jing back to reality. He found that the girl's eyes suddenly had a layer of mist, and she was looking at him unblinkingly, her shallow eyes full of disbelief.

It was obvious that they had been together just now, but he could see in her eyes that it felt like a world away, and a strong...

…lost and found?
Rong Jing's throat rolled up. He wanted to say something but couldn't. The next second.Su Luo had already rushed over.

The sensor light went out, and the girl's voice was hoarse, mixed with crying:

"I thought I would never see you again... I'm sorry, I'm sorry... I shouldn't have gone back to pick up some veil... Then nothing would happen to you... Wuwuwu... I'm sorry..."

She hugged his shoulders tightly, sobbing, and the shirt on his shoulders was wet with tears, silent and rapid.

Rong Jing couldn't understand her words, and he also found that his arms began to wrap around her uncontrollably again. Fortunately, this time he just patted her back to comfort her.

Su Luo cried for a while before she calmed down. When the two went out, she realized that she had returned to the day they last dated.

She didn't have the energy to think about logic, and she didn't have time to think about whether this was a dream or five years later. She just wanted to spend this day with him.

According to the previous date schedule, the two of them went to the place where the photo shoot was taking place. After Su Luo brought the prop headdress to her head, she was about to put it on the man, but found that something was wrong with him.

"Chu Song" sat upright with a rather solemn expression. He looked at the colorful background with disgust, changed it to a simple one with a bright red background, and canceled all the special effects.

Then, he turned around and looked over, without saying a word, just staring at her hair. Su Luo's scalp was numb when he looked at her. She suddenly shivered, feeling like she was being scrutinized by her elders.

After a moment, she smiled, took off the hair ornaments on her head, shrank her neck, and whispered:
"Why didn't I realize that you are quite scary with a straight face..."

At this time, only the two people's heads were left on the screen. Rong Jing straightened the girl's messy hair and buttoned all the buttons on his shirt one by one. He seemed to be satisfied.

The flash flashed, and the two froze for an instant.

After a while, the photo stickers were developed. In the photo, the two people had serious expressions. One was in a white skirt, the other was in a white shirt, and the bright red background looked a bit like a wedding photo.

Staring at "Chu Song's" serious expression in the photo, Su Luo suddenly felt that it seemed familiar, but before she could think about it, the man had already opened the glass door and went out.

The next location is the DIY handicraft shop. There is still no one in the shop. The proprietress is wearing an apron to show them the tools. The two apprentices are cleaning the table and muttering something in a low voice. The scene is exactly the same as last time.

This time, Su Luo was very patient and focused on the movements of her hands, while Rong Jing was still making jewelry without self-control.

He looked at "his" dexterous hands, performing complex steps one after another, and felt a little sour in his heart.

In order to distract his attention, he raised his eyes to look at the finished photo on the wall. After a moment, he shook his head in disapproval:
"Since you should be creative if you do it yourself, why did you carve a big tree?"

Seeing Su Luo looking over, Rong Jing pointed at another one and said unforgivingly:
"There are also those who carve flowers and plants, but they are too careless."

He chuckled, turned his head, and met the girl's complicated eyes.

Recalling his words and deeds along the way, Su Luo's eyes moved, and she made a bold guess in her heart.

An hour later, the two left the handmade silver jewelry store and went to the restaurant.

After waiting in line, they were led to their seats by the waiter. Su Luo looked at the menu and suddenly curled her lips:
"Hello, I'd like two French fries, fried ice cream, fried tenderloin, and fried short ribs."

Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of the man's face gradually darkening. Su Luo's heart moved and she continued to add:

"I also want two cups of milk tea with ice."

As soon as he finished speaking, "Chu Song" across from him frowned and said seriously:
"Eat less fried food and avoid preservatives."

　Do you guys understand the logic of this chapter?I'm a little worried that everyone will be confused.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)