The scheming beauty in Quick Travel is flirtatious and wild

Chapter 89 Confused

Chu Song was almost laughed out of anger. No matter how good-tempered he was, being questioned by the girl he admired made the man lose his face.

He didn't pick up her words anymore, just flicked her forehead, then turned and went downstairs.

The door slammed shut.

Su Luo fell on the mattress and kicked it several times, her cheeks bulging. The next second, she sat up suddenly, took off her bath towel, and stood naked in front of the full-length mirror, looking at herself.

The person in the mirror has wide open and closed curves, graceful and exquisite, fair and firm skin, which makes people unable to take their eyes away.

Is he short-sighted?

At one or two o'clock in the middle of the night, everyone who had planned to stay up all night came back. The Longtian and Longjing brothers and sisters went home temporarily, so only Yun Duoduo and Xu Zhihan went up to the third floor together.

As soon as she entered the room, Xu Zhihan almost tripped over. The light was dark and all she could see was a big white leg on the ground, which scared her so much that she almost screamed.

Yun Duoduo quickly turned on the light and saw Su Luo slumped by the bed in her pajamas, holding a bottle of red wine in her hand. There was no glass, so she blew directly into the bottle.

"Why did you drink yourself if you didn't come to us? God, how much did you drink!"

Looking to the side, Yun Duoduo discovered that there was an empty wine bottle lying on the ground. She threw her bag on the sofa, knelt down, reached out and took the hot towel handed over by Xu Zhihan, and wiped Su Luo's red face. face.

Seeing that there was still makeup on her face, Xu Zhihan frowned and used makeup remover wipes to remove it for her, while turning her head and saying:

"Duoduo, make a cup of honey water."

Yun Duoduo nodded and went downstairs.

Xu Zhihan dragged Su Luo onto the bed. Just as she was about to straighten up, she was hugged by the other party. Then the woman's head was buried in her chest and she made a muffled sound:

"Zhihan, has Fu Ganbai ever kissed you?"

Xu Zhihan blushed, pushed her uncomfortably, and whispered:

"You were drunk and started talking nonsense."

Su Luo raised her head, squinted her eyes and grinned foolishly, but the next second, her smile collapsed, her whole body was flushed because of the alcohol, her eyes were shining, and she looked at her with grievance:

"Am I particularly unattractive?"

Xu Zhihan was startled. They had been getting along day and night for almost a month. This was the first time that she saw such an unconfident look on Su Luo's face, mixed with confusion, melancholy, and a trace of... reluctance?
Xu Zhihan felt soft, held her hand on the quilt, and smiled softly:
"Why are you so unattractive? I don't know how many men want to throw you down immediately."

Su Luo held her hand back, her hazy drunkenness gradually subsided, her eyes became clear, but her head was still a little sluggish, and some words blurted out:

"But why didn't Chu Song throw me down, I counterattacked...but he avoided it."

There was a clang outside the door, and the tray in Yun Duoduo's hand fell to the ground. The glass was broken. She didn't care to clean it up. She quickly closed the door and locked it, staring at Su Luo, her big grape eyes turned into bells.

"Quick, quick, quick, cause and effect, we want details, details!"

Seeing that both of them were staring at her intently, Su Luo realized what she had said. She had no choice but to hold her forehead, but she still told everything, leaving the two of them dumbfounded.

Yun Duoduo covered her mouth with her hands, looking shocked:
"Oh Mo, what kind of devil's concentration is this? You're sitting on his lap, and he can still hold it? The key is that we've seen your battle suit before. There's a large hollow on the back. How can a man put his hands on it? Can't you dig in? Isn't he good at it?"

Xu Zhihan put her hand on her chin and started brainstorming:
"Is it possible that the hints are too heavy, and that there is no sense of detachment? After all, men with richer connotations pay more attention to spiritual attraction."

Su Luo was startled, this was a new idea.

So, the next morning, while having breakfast, Chu Song found a cup of wolfberry bone soup in front of him, and the others only had dry sandwiches on the table.

As soon as he raised his head, he met the lingering gaze of Su Luo Xiaoyi across from him. She put one hand on her chin and scooped up a spoonful of white porridge with the other hand and brought it to her lips. Her pink lips gradually wrapped around the silver spoon, and her mouth was extremely slow when she sipped the spoon. , foam stained the corner of the mouth.

She looked at him with straight eyes.

Then, she stretched out an onion-white index finger, dipped her fingertip in some tomato sauce on the small plate, and then stuck it into her mouth.

The finger disappeared into the woman's lips little by little, and then slowly pulled out. The screen seemed to be adjusted to 0.5 times speed, creating a strong visual impact.

Chu Song's breath caught in his throat and he quickly looked away.

However, at this moment, a little foot under the table was slowly rubbing against his ankle and slowly crawling up his trouser leg. Chu Song's hand holding the spoon shook, and he almost didn't get choked.

Seeing that everyone else was eating quietly and paying no attention to them, he slowly let out a breath, but he was still panicking. So he picked up the soup bowl, raised his head, and drank the bone soup in one gulp. It feels comfortable and ironed instantly.

When she came to the door, Su Luo looked around and tugged on his tie with a little force. His upper body tilted forward unconsciously, and his cheeks suddenly felt warm. The little woman's soft kiss brought with it the aroma of food.

"Doctor Chu, please work hard today!"

Chu Song's heart moved, and before he could open his mouth, Su Luo had already stuffed him with a lunch box, glanced sideways at him with a blushing face, then turned around and ran away.

The fragrance of gardenia lingers in the air, which makes people greedy.

During the lunch break, when Dr. Chu opened the bag containing the lunch box, the female assistant nurse sensitively noticed that he curled the corners of his lips.

From her point of view, all she could see was that Dr. Chu was holding a card with two lines of beautiful words written on it. The specific content could not be seen clearly, but the red lip print at the end was extremely clear.

The little nurse felt sour and hurriedly went out to share the gossip with her little sisters.

When Chu Song opened the lunch box, he was stunned.

There are four compartments in the lunch box, which are fried pork liver, garlic oysters, cumin mutton, leek and eggs, and a bowl of black sesame and black bean rice at the bottom.

While waiting in line to heat up the meal at the microwave, a male doctor in his early forties glanced at the dishes and smiled knowingly:
"My brothers and sisters understand very well."

Nourishes yin and strengthens yang, it is a great tonic.

Before leaving, the male doctor patted him on the shoulder, gave him a knowing look, and laughed in a low voice:
"Don't be embarrassed. You are not yet thirty. This is when your vitality is at its peak. It is normal to take more supplements."

Chu Song shook his head helplessly.

The lunch was sumptuous, and the afternoon's work went smoothly. By the time all the work was finished, it was already seven o'clock.

He took the elevator down to the parking lot, started the car, and drove towards the cabin he loved.

The black off-road vehicle sped along the highway, got off the ramp 10 minutes later, and slowly drove into the villa area.

Under the big tree, the car smoothly reversed into the garage and stopped firmly in the white line. Chu Song loosened his collar, turned off the engine, took a long step, and got out of the car.

The car door slammed shut, and he turned around and stood there blankly.

At the beginning of the night, in the dim and ambiguous light, Su Luo was wearing a red pleated dress and a pair of black high heels more than ten centimeters, standing on the path he must pass, bowing slightly to pick up the keys on the ground.

Facing his direction, she slowly lowered her waist, and the wide neckline instantly revealed the scenery inside.

For a moment, a strong gust of wind suddenly hit the originally still air, and the hem of her skirt suddenly lifted up. She let out a sweet cry, and her little hands quickly moved down. The arc of her lower body was particularly stretched. She seemed to be shy and turned to Chu Song's. A glance in the direction.

His eyes were thick and sticky.

Only then did he notice her flaming red lips and the pair of exaggerated false eyelashes, which were flickering. Chu Song frowned, a little worried that she might lose her eyes again.

Next to it, in the shadow of the big tree, Yun Duoduo and Xu Zhihan squatted next to the blower, whispering.

Xu Zhihan asked uncertainly:

"Is this move okay? Why do I feel like Chu Song didn't react at all?"

Yun Duoduo nodded confidently:

"No man can escape Marilyn Monroe. He must be holding on, this big slut." However, after a while, they discovered that before Su Luo could get through half of their rehearsal, Chu Song was already He walked over, took off his coat and put it on her, and then threw her on his shoulders.

Su Luo's calf kicked twice symbolically, and then stopped, lying quietly on the man's shoulder like a quail.

Until the two people's backs disappeared at the end of the road, the clouds suddenly became starry-eyed, and they couldn't help but sigh:
"Chu Song usually looks thin and tall, but he is so domineering!"

Xu Zhihan murmured softly: "Is there any?...Fu Qianbai often does this."

After a while, Yun Duoduo turned his head stiffly and waved to the dog on the roadside:
"Come on, Ah Huang, there is dog food here."

Xu Zhihan: "..."

In the evening, after everyone finished dinner, when Chu Song walked into the laundry room downstairs with a basin of dirty clothes, Su Luo was already there.

She put on a calf-length black suspender skirt and sat on a wooden chair, her long legs crossed elegantly.

Yun Duoduo bribed Gu Xiaozhou and learned that he would come down to wash clothes in the evening. Su Luo waited secretly for a long time, and finally the person came.

Then, Chu Song saw her stand up, turn the chair around, cross her long legs, and sit astride the wooden chair in a riding posture.

The slender fingers slowly lifted the hem of the skirt little by little, and the piping lace moved up inch by inch, sliding to the waist and stacked.

From Chu Song's perspective, all he could see was the woman's bare feet, her toes stretched tightly on the ground, her knees at a ninety-degree angle, her arms lazily resting on the back of the chair, with a stick between her index and middle fingers. cigarette.

In the dimness, the sparks from the cigarette butt flickered on and off, and wisps of green smoke floated out.

"What's wrong with learning this?"

Chu Song frowned, walked over, grabbed it, pressed it against the glass and crushed it, his eyes dark.

From the way she held the cigarette, he knew she didn't know how to smoke. Her current behavior was like a child secretly imitating an adult's behavior, which made people laugh and cry.

Su Luo's expression froze, and the rhythm was interrupted before she could take out the underwear in her pocket.

What kind of brain circuit is this man?

The Temptation Plan hits the road again.

Early the next morning, Chu Song went out for a morning jog as usual and met Su Luo by chance.

The woman was wearing a tight-fitting sportswear, and her long legs were stretched on a big tree. Her arms were stretched out, and her fingertips reached the instep, showing an incredibly soft angle. Her neck was slender and graceful like a white swan.

At the right time, she pretended to look back casually, with a hint of tenderness in her eyes:
"Morning."

"morning."

Then, the man ran directly past her.

Just as Su Luo was hesitating whether she should catch up, a drizzle of rain suddenly started falling from the sky. She looked at the umbrella at her feet and suddenly kicked it under the big tree until it disappeared.

So, when Chu Song ran around, he saw that the ball head that the little girl was wearing just now had been loosened.

The cell phone under the tree was still playing elegant light music. She closed her eyes, opened her arms, and stood on the lawn, spinning slowly in circles, hoping that the man would appreciate her graceful dance at this time.

However, before she could do anything, a coat with cold fragrance had already come off her head. Chu Song grabbed her wrist and ran back to the house. He went upstairs to get the hair dryer and sat down. Dry her hair on the couch.

On Sunday morning, the lobby of the villa was quiet except for the buzzing sound of the hair dryer.

When his hair was half dry, Chu Song pulled out the thread, and a small bottle was stuffed in his hand. When he looked closely, it turned out to be a bottle of nail polish.

Dark blue with dots of bright diamonds, mysterious and gorgeous.

"My hands are not convenient, please help me apply it."

As she spoke, she raised her gauze-wrapped hand, and her white jade feet stretched out.

Fragments of sunlight shone in, shining on her smooth and slender insteps. The tips of each toe were pink, and even the fingernails were full and well-behaved.

Seeing his straight eyes, Su Luo was secretly happy. However, before she could feel proud, the bottle of nail polish was thrown into the trash can.

In the next 10 minutes, Dr. Chu began to teach. With a serious look on his face, he talked about the harmful ingredients of nail polish and the diseases caused by long-term use. He even became more and more enthusiastic as he talked, and he also criticized other female cosmetics.

As a result, Su Luo's initial gaze gradually turned to surprise, boredom, helplessness, and finally felt nothing at all.

In the girls' dormitory, when Yun Duoduo and Xu Zhihan got up, they found Su Luo sitting there with a numb expression on her face, looking lifeless and unsuccessful.

Yun Duoduo stretched his waist and yawned:

"If it doesn't work, let's use the trump card?"

Su Luo's eyes darkened.

In the middle of the night, there was a knock on the door of the boys' dormitory.

Gu Xiaozhou got up and went to open the door, and saw Yun Duoduo was so anxious that she almost cried.

"What's wrong? Don't cry. Don't cry. Please speak slowly."

Gu Xiaozhou panicked instantly and turned around to shout to everyone. Yun Duoduo secretly glanced at Chu Song coming over from the corner of his eye, his voice sobbing:

"Su Luo her, she..."

Before he could finish speaking, a whirlwind rushed upstairs.

Seeing that Chu Song had gone up, Yun Duoduo immediately put away her tears and said calmly to the people standing at the door:

"Su Luo is fine, okay, don't stand there stupidly, go back and go back to sleep."

As she said that, she yawned and went upstairs. When she came to the door on the third floor, she took a few more eye drops before pushing the door open and entering.

At this time, Su Luo was curled up in the quilt, holding her stomach, with cold sweat on her head, and her little face was wrinkled, as if she was in severe pain.

Chu Song stretched out his hand and touched her forehead. It was cold and startled. He quickly wrapped her in a quilt and got out of bed.

Xu Zhihan kicked the ice pack on the ground to the bottom of the bed, suddenly covered her stomach, and ran into the bathroom with an ouch.

Without enough time to wait for her, Chu Song directly carried Su Luo into the car and drove to the hospital.

The night was very dark, the heavy rain was getting heavier, there was thunder and lightning, and an off-road vehicle roared past on the highway.

Seeing that she was in pain, Chu Song felt extremely distressed. He controlled the steering wheel with one hand and rubbed her hair with the other, comforting her:
"There is a rest area in front. I'm going to buy a bottle of hot milk. Wait for me."

The rain was heavy, and when Chu Song came back with something in his arms, his whole body had been beaten.

He hid in the car with some embarrassment and slammed the door. Before he could say anything urgently, Su Luo had already rushed forward and sat astride his lap. She held his cheeks that were wet by the rain with both hands and kissed him hard with her little mouth. Putting her lips on his, she didn't even care.

The familiar cold fragrance of his body, mixed with the smell of storm water, filled the small carriage.

Chu Song was stunned for a few seconds, then suddenly realized what he was doing, his brows immediately knitted together, and he became a little angry in a rare way:
"You pretended?"

However, before he could speak harshly, Su Luo had already adjusted the angle of the back of the driver's seat, and she began to randomly pick off his shirt with a fierce tone:

"Yeah, if you don't accept it, just scream. I've tolerated you for a long time. Even if you scream and break your throat today, I will do it to you!"

　Man, look at you for forcing me
　　
　
(End of this chapter)