The scheming beauty in Quick Travel is flirtatious and wild

Chapter 61 Earlobe
In the air, Chu Song's voice was clear and mellow, with a hint of confusion.

After Su Luo gradually adapted to the dimness, she finally caught his eyes in the darkness.

Once, those dark black eyes stared at her for a long time, pampering and indulgent, as gentle as the beach under the sun, shining with tiny rays of light.

But now, apart from a bit of confusion and confusion, there was no trace of tenderness in these eyes.

After dripping eye drops, her eyeballs no longer hurt, but her heart seemed to have rolled into a bush of thorns.

She looked at him, silent and silent, as if she was confirming something silently over and over again, and was torn apart by disappointment again and again, until her heart wrinkled and shrank into a ball, no longer pumping blood to her limbs.

The moonlight lay between the two of them, hazy and quiet.

After a long time, she finally recovered, long enough to finally remember the broken pride and self-esteem in the corner.

She suddenly lowered her long eyelashes and didn't even have the courage to look at him again. She wanted to laugh at herself, but she couldn't even maintain a forced smile.

After a while, her voice broke through the quiet atmosphere, as soft as bubbles, breaking at the touch of a touch.

"You don't remember at all, and you are not at all, but I am wishful thinking...

You don’t know anything, and I don’t want to say anything, because just accepting this fact has exhausted all my energy...

Even if I tell you, you won't believe it, because even I am starting to doubt it now. "

After a pause, she suddenly raised her long eyelashes, her eyes were gentle and dull, and her voice was tight:
"So, don't show that dazed look in your eyes again, don't give me preferential treatment, and make me mistakenly think..."

I mistakenly thought that I was special to you. I mistakenly thought that you still remember how special I am.

After saying that, she stood up suddenly, and her eyes turned dark.

In the darkness, she felt her heart tightening, and her calves rubbed against the sofa cushions as she moved forward step by step.

The fragrance of gardenia gradually faded away, and for some reason, Chu Song felt that his heart was like an hourglass, slowly becoming empty little by little.

Almost without thinking, he took a few strides to catch up with her and grabbed her wrist, his tentacles feeling cold.

"Don't leave, please make it clear."

He deliberately lowered his voice so as not to attract the attention of others.

Across a layer of black waterfall, the man's cool and cold fragrance mixed with the smell of red wine sprayed hotly behind her ears, causing tremors.

On her delicate white wrist, a big palm held her firmly, like a soldering iron.

She jerked her hand away so fast that it felt like she was being burned by his warmth.

The sound of chairs scraping against the floor came from the direction of the restaurant, and the rustling of people gradually became clearer.

Chu Song looked at the camera and pulled the person into the fire escape. The sensor light turned on.

He closed the door with his backhand, his movements gentle and slow. There was no one outside, and the quiet stairwell was filled with the sound of someone's heartbeat.

The next second, the sensor light went out and the surrounding area fell into darkness.

Her eyes seemed to fall into a black whirlpool, desperately searching for light, and the man's familiar aura pressed towards her.

He took a step toward her, his toes lightly bumping into hers. She retreated silently, and her heels hit the wall, unable to retreat.

"……what are you doing?"

Her voice was hasty and stagnant, and the composure she had just now completely disappeared.

The courage and determination we finally accumulated are like the mottled and naked Gobi desert after the tide recedes, sad and embarrassing.

In the darkness, he saw her tender earlobes, white and transparent, like a small piece of flawless nephrite.

That familiar glint of white seemed to have transcended time and remained stored in the depths of his memory.

When I saw her for the first time, some fragmentary pictures flooded into my mind unconsciously, both familiar and strange.

By some strange coincidence, he lowered his head and leaned in, took it in his mouth, and sucked it gently.

Feeling the slight trembling of the person beneath him, he chuckled:
"How can I sleep tonight if you don't explain me clearly?"

There was a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, which overlapped with the expression in her memory, causing her to be in a daze for a few seconds, and her eyes widened in disbelief:

"You, you like someone else, how could you do this to me?"

Seeing her pink cheeks puffing up, like a hamster that had its nuts taken away, Chu Song suddenly wanted to tease her.

He was a full head taller than her, and he bowed slightly to be able to look at her level. He stared at her with a pair of black eyes, narrowing:

"Even so, what can you do to me?"

In the darkness, she didn't have as good eyesight as him and couldn't see the smile in his eyes.Hearing what he said, she felt her heart sink to the bottom of the sea, and tears began to well up in her eyes again, but she stubbornly refused to fall.

Seeing her crying, he felt a little regretful, and as soon as he reached out to rub her cheek, she knocked her off.

The snap sound was particularly abrupt in the corridor.

By the time he realized it, Su Luo was already holding on to the stairs and pedaling down the stairs, like a bitten animal.

After a while, the big iron door on the first floor was slammed shut, and the sensor light came on again.

Chu Song stood there and looked around the corner, feeling a rare guilty conscience.

Outside the villa, Su Luo ran out angrily and ran far away before stopping. She bent her waist and put her palms on her knees, trying to calm her disordered breathing.

In late autumn, the night sky was lonely and distant, and the green plants in the yard were gradually withering, yellowing and decaying, just like her state of mind at this time.

She found a swing and sat down, her eyes blank, and she unconsciously recalled the man's intimacy just now.

It's really worthless.

He likes someone else, wake up.

She hinted this to herself, but she still couldn't help but blush and her heart beat. However, after a while, she fell into self-scorn again, over and over again, without noticing the sight of others.

At the same time, on the sofa in the hall, the remaining four people gathered together to chat after eating.

Xu Zhihan keenly noticed that Fu Qianbai, who was still in good condition just now, suddenly became a little absent-minded, and Gu Xiaozhou next to him was also looking out the window.

Through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, you can clearly see the scenery outside.

There was a swing full of flowers hanging under the big tree, and a glamorous woman was sitting on it, dangling.

Her long hair was flowing, her long legs were overlapped, the edge of her jeans moved down slightly, and a small section of her white lower waist was faintly visible.

The dim streetlight shone on her face, exuding fragility and tenderness, like a night elf.

A hint of jealousy flashed in Xu Zhihan's eyes. Her legs were not good-looking and she had never dared to wear such tight jeans.

The next second, she seemed to have discovered Su Luo, and pretended to be amazed:
"Wow, Luo Luo is so beautiful when viewed from this angle. Sure enough, the ancients do not deceive me when looking at beauties under the lamp."

The implication is that the beauty in your eyes is due to light and angle.

When Yun Duoduo saw it was Su Laohou, her big grape eyes sparkled:

"Let's go out and sit too."

After saying that, she took the lead in picking up a lazy sofa and rushed out, heading straight for Su Luo, followed by several men.

Su Luo was startled by Yun Duoduo who rushed up to hug her. The suffocation in her chest also dissipated a lot. She asked with a smile:
"Why are you all here?"

When she caught a glimpse of Chu Song at the back, she calmly looked away.

"How can you be so beautiful and attract bees and butterflies here in the middle of the night?"

Yun Duoduo wrapped his arms around her neck and pushed her slowly from behind, feeling a little puzzled.

Although they had only known each other for a day, she was inexplicably kind to Su Luo, as if she had been a good friend in her previous life.

Ape dung, ape dung, it’s so wonderful.

Seeing that the two of them were so close, Xu Zhihan felt sourness in her heart. She didn't show it on her face and smiled softly:
"Yes, Luoluo is so beautiful. Can you teach me how to put on makeup? It's not like I don't know anything and can only appear without makeup. It's so miserable."

After saying that, she lowered her eyes rather melancholy, hiding the emotions in her eyes.

Staring at the makeup on her face, Su Luo felt funny, but she didn't expose it.

However, Yun Duoduo was very nervous and blurted out without thinking:

"Didn't you borrow my double eyelid glue this afternoon? You also complained that the base of the eyelid was too low and applied a lot of shadow."

The air became quiet, and everyone looked at her nose.

Sure enough, we can see that there are two faint shadows on both sides of the back of Xu Zhihan's somewhat collapsed nose, but the coloring technique is natural.

If it weren't for Yun Duoduo's reminder, it would be really hard to find.

Xu Zhihan: "..."

　（づ￣3￣）づYunduoduo, what did your sister-in-law Liangjing say?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)