The scheming beauty in Quick Travel is flirtatious and wild

Chapter 92 Hot Springs
A gust of wind blew by, picking up a few golden leaves on the tree crown, spinning in circles in the air, and slowly falling into the spring water.

As Chu Song listened to her chanting softly, he felt that some fragmented pictures began to flash in his mind again, as if they were blocked by layers of gauze, and the memories that had been sealed for a long time gradually became clear.

He squinted his eyes, trying to capture the erratic feeling harder, but was interrupted by Su Luo's voice:
"It doesn't mean anything, I just suddenly want to sing."

Su Luoyang gave a soft smile and lowered her eyes to cover her eyes.

Seeing her expression reflected in the waves, Chu Song's heart tightened. He raised his hand and gently brushed away a few strands of hair stuck to the woman's cheeks. His voice was low and slow:

"If you don't want to laugh, don't force it."

After a pause, he gently poked the unobvious dimple at the corner of her lips.

"I just want you to be happy."

Under the starry sky, the man with black hair and eyes stood quietly in the pool and looked back at her. His eyes were calm, but inexplicably reassuring.

And a little... seductive.

Su Luo quickly turned her head and wiped away her tears with the back of her hand. When she turned back, her eyes were still red, but there was a sincere smile on the corner of her mouth, and she murmured a little embarrassedly:

"Why are you so sensational? Really."

Seeing that her mood was like the bright moon that parted the clouds, Chu Song also laughed. The two of them drank wine, watched the stars, and talked about the world. He was surprised that her knowledge and vision were not like those flowers in the ivory tower that had not yet been exposed to society.

There was mist in the air, mixed with the aroma of soju. The two of them stood side by side and looked up at the vast stars above their heads. For a long time, Chu Song's deep magnetic voice came:

"Fall down."

"Ok?"

"What were you looking for before?"

Su Luo's heart moved. After a while, she turned around and put the wine glass on the small table beside the hot spring. She slowly approached him in the water. She glanced up and down at the man's strong but clean skin. She sighed softly and shook her head. Shaking his head:

"It doesn't matter anymore."

Chu Song lifted her chin and forced her to look at him. His voice was softer and bewitching:
"But I want to know, tell me, okay?"

Those black eyes were so clear, like a black hole that could easily suck people in. Su Luo's heartbeat skipped a beat when he looked at it, and she unconsciously murmured:
"Chu Song, do you believe in past and present lives?"

Chu Song was startled, but shook his head honestly, and then he caught the flash of loneliness in the woman's shallow eyes, fleeting, but extremely clear.

"But I believe, I believe that in countless reincarnations, when flowers bloom and fall, there is always someone waiting for me, somewhere in a corner, waiting for me to fall in love with him."

Seeing that he was confused, Su Luo smiled softly, put her arms around his neck, and stared at him lovingly, the syllables in her throat almost inaudible:

"That person will have a mark that is unique to him, and he will be my true destiny."

She looked at him, her eyes clear and determined, but her tone was calm, as if she was expecting a response from him, but it seemed like there was none.

After a long while, Chu Song frowned, thought about it, and asked tentatively:
"What shape? Length? Specific location? I'll ask my colleagues to get a tattoo when I get back."

Su Luo laughed loudly, and gradually, she couldn't stop laughing as if she couldn't control it. After a long time, she gradually stopped laughing until she burst into tears:
"Why don't you go to a tattoo parlor?"

Chu Song shook his head with a serious face:
"The cosmetology department has a semi-permanent technology. If you don't like the pattern after a few years and want to break up with me, I can replace it again."

Su Luo raised her eyebrows: "You mean, I can't say we broke up yet?"

Hearing this, Chu Song narrowed his eyes, wrapped her slender waist from behind, and held his arms tightly until she was almost out of breath, then he leaned close to her ear, with a hoarse voice:
"I have your mark on my body, who wants me anymore?"

Along with his hot breath, the man's dense kisses fell down her neck. His black pupils were filled with rich ink, and Su Luo was made limp and without any strength.

She held her neck high and leaned back on his shoulder like a white swan, half-closing her eyes and breathing in small breaths.

The steam from the spring water stained her cheeks with a thin layer of powder, and she felt like her whole body was on fire. It took her a long time before she found her voice:

"do not……"

She pushed him gently with her little hand, and then she met his dark gaze, and her heart skipped a beat.

Chu Song's whole body was tense as if he had fallen into a sea of ​​fire, his blood and the hot spring water were boiling. He closed his eyes and pressed his forehead against hers. When he opened his eyes again, his eyes were still a little red, and he watched eagerly. Su Luo.

His eyes were wet, like a big dog's, obviously suppressed.

Seeing this, Su Luo looked away guiltily, and panicked in her heart. Seeing that there was fruit candy in the tray next to her, she reached out for one and peeled it off and stuffed it into her mouth, trying to distract herself.

The rich peach smell diffused in her breath little by little, but it couldn't relieve her tension. She could clearly feel the man's real sight, as if he wanted to see through her.

"I want candy too."

In the hot air, Chu Song's hoarse voice sounded.

When she realized that the hand was getting more and more excessive, she stood up from the hot spring, stretched out her hand and pushed him away. The movement was a bit large, and water splashed everywhere.

"The scheduled movie is about to start."

After saying that, she no longer dared to stay in the water, hurriedly put on a bath towel and ran away, leaving behind a slender and hasty figure of the man in the darkness.

The fragrance of gardenia lingered in the air for a long time. Chu Song took a deep breath and sank into the bottom of the pool. After a while, he broke out of the water, wiped his eyes with a towel, turned over, jumped ashore, put on a bathrobe and followed. Go in.

In the room, the projector started running, and a blue light was projected on the three-meter-long and wide screen. She had changed into disposable pink pajamas, holding the remote control in her hand and pressing it carefully.

Seeing her sullen face and serious look, Chu Song couldn't help but laugh. He reached out to take the remote control, sat down on the lazy sofa behind her, and adjusted the channel in a few clicks.

Under the constantly changing lights, he sat there with his long arms and legs, nestling with her in the five-six-square-meter audio-visual room. He was not uncomfortable at all, but instead compressed the space, making Su Luo next to him a little cramped.

A classic comedy was shown on the screen. After watching it for a while, Su Luo gradually became immersed in it and was made to laugh by the protagonists.

From Chu Song's point of view, half of her face is hidden in the darkness, and half of her face is exposed to the light. With the movement of her lips, her eyebrows and eyes are curved, and her white teeth are shining.

The woman stared at the curtain with her shallow eyes, unblinking, concentrating on it, reaching for the potato chips next to her without moving her eyes away.

The corner of Chu Song's lips curled up, and when she was about to touch her fingertips, he pushed the bag of potato chips to the side without making a sound.

Then, the little hand turned in another direction and began to grope tentatively. When the distance was a few centimeters away, he wanted to repeat the old trick with evil intentions. In the next second, he bumped into her looking eyes.

She was so amused that she laughed just now, and her eyes were still moist now. She suddenly glared at him, took back the potato chips and turned around again, with an indescribable coquettishness.

"childish."

Chu Song's eyes dimmed, and he slowly leaned forward from the relaxed state of half-reclining. An arm gently placed on the back of the sofa behind her, and he twisted a small piece of black hair with his fingers to play with it.

After a while, seeing that she didn't notice, Chu Song leaned forward again, almost touching her hair and sniffing gently. The fragrance of gardenia in his nose became stronger, which made the blood in his body start to flow again. disturbed.

"Does it look good?"

Chu Song's hoarse voice rang in her ears. Su Luo turned her head and faced his handsome face from close range. It could be said that there was no visual impact.The little heart began to beat uncontrollably, and the two looked at each other, the man's face getting closer and closer.

Su Luo swallowed, stuffed the potato chip bag in her hand into his arms, then took a pillow from the side and hugged it in her arms, then turned her head again:

"Keep watching."

In the dimness, he stared at the pillow held tightly in the woman's arms, and suddenly felt a little aggrieved. He did not notice the woman's red ears.

In the small and closed space, the woman's fragrance was so pervasive that Chu Song looked at the curtain for a while, but still couldn't get into it.

So, while she was laughing heartily, he secretly reached for the remote control, retaliated by finding a tense point in the plot, and suddenly pressed the power button.

The surroundings fell into darkness for a moment. Su Luo let out an ouch and turned around to ask:
"Did you touch the remote control?"

"No."

It was dark all around, and Chu Song's voice was very calm. Su Luo didn't doubt that he was there. She just thought that there was a sudden power outage, so she got up and went downstairs to call the store.

However, as soon as she stood up, the man seemed to want to stand up too. Both of them were unsteady on their feet and stumbled and fell to the side.

The woman screamed in surprise, and when she was about to land, she was suddenly pulled by the man. Her nose hit his strong chest, and the delicious cold fragrance covered the sky and covered the earth.

In the darkness, she couldn't see his eyes, but her sense of touch and hearing were magnified inch by inch. She could feel his burning hot breath, and the sound of forbearance and shortness of breath, sprayed behind her ears, making her tremble all over.

"Luoluo..."

"……Um?"

The soft tone made her feel ashamed, let alone the man beneath her. Su Luo shifted uncomfortably.

In the darkness, I heard him snorting, wrapping his big hands around her waist.

Her face was burning so much that she cleared her throat, her voice soft and thin:

"I can't do it today, I... I'm here."

In the clothes, the man's hand froze. It took a long time before he raised his head buried in her neck and hummed with desire and dissatisfaction, as if... coquettishly?
Su Luo: "..."

When he finally got off her body, Su Luo's pink pajamas had been rubbed and wrinkled, and her fair little face had long turned red into a tomato. She struggled to stand up and pushed open the sliding door.

The light from outside came in. In the darkness, Chu Song stared at her with his eyes. The wolf-shaped, deep darkness seemed to be glowing with green light. She only had time to say good night before running back to her single room. .

In the darkness, she didn't light a lamp, so she lay on the bed and covered her head with a quilt. After a while, she suddenly sat up, got out of bed and poured a glass of water.

After drinking, she didn't feel much cooler. She reached out and opened the window, and the night breeze came in through the cracks in the window. After a while, she closed the window, went to bed again, lay down, and closed her eyes, but she couldn't fall asleep tossing and turning.

After a while, she picked up the phone on the pillow, her finger stopped on the man's profile picture, hesitated for a few seconds, and then clicked into the dialog box.

【have you slept? 】

【No. 】

After less than ten seconds, the other party called back, so fast that Su Luo even wondered if he was waiting for her.

Then, Su Luo found that the top of the dialog box kept showing that the other party was typing. After waiting for a minute, only a few words came back:
[My air conditioner is broken. 】

In the darkness, the light from the mobile phone hit her face, making her eyes extremely bright. She stared at this sentence and pondered for a long time before typing out one line:
[Then do you want to come over and sleep? 】

【want. 】

This time, the other party replied in seconds.

After a while, there was a knock on the door. Chu Song's figure was reflected on the frosted door, and only an outline could be seen.

Su Luo straightened her messy hair and shouted softly:
"Come in."

Chu Song opened the door as soon as he pushed it open. He frowned and walked over with a dissatisfied tone:
"Why don't you lock the door when you sleep?"

Su Luo choked. She would definitely not tell him that she couldn't wait to leave the door open for him, and then ran back to the bed to wait for him.

The quilt was lifted, and the man came in with a cold breath. Su Luo moved inside, trying to make room for him.

"Need not."

As he said that, he squeezed in and was close to her.

In the darkness, under the blanket, the two of them stared at the ceiling motionless, neither of them speaking.

After an unknown amount of time, a man's voice sounded:

"The temperature is low in the mountains, and it's not warm in your house either."

"Ah."

Then, she felt the man's long and powerful arms enveloping her in his arms. She naturally found a comfortable angle and was about to close her eyes. Then she heard his magnetic voice ringing in her ears, very close to her. close.

"Is it better?"

"Well, go to sleep."

She responded in a low voice, and felt that he grabbed her cold hand and stuffed it directly into his own pajamas. It was hot to the touch, and the heat was transmitted, making her drowsy from the comfort.

However, just when she was about to fall asleep, she heard Chu Song's breath brushing her ears again:

"Would this be better?"

"Well, go to bed quickly. We have to get up early to go down the mountain tomorrow."

Chu Song curled his lips and stretched out his feet to press her little feet. It was obviously very cold, but he was extremely hot, so he became unusually talkative:
"Is this more comfortable?"

Seeing that she was silent, he still shook her. Su Luo woke up from her trance, and rushed forward with the displeasure of being disturbed from her dream. Her eyes dimmed, and she suddenly leaned over and murmured softly:

"I also want to be more comfortable."

In the dark, her tone was charming, and Chu Song's Adam's apple rolled when she heard it, and her hands had already begun to rub unconsciously in the quilt, her voice was so hoarse:
"……What do you want?"

Su Luo suddenly turned around, bent her knees, hooked his calves back into his pajama pants, and just when Chu Song thought something was going to happen, her cold feet pressed on his stomach, freezing him alone. Stirring.

"It's more comfortable this time."

With that said, she fell asleep in this position, leaving Chu Song alone staring at the back of her head in depression, motionless.

　Another chapter of Sweet Cookies, confession night tomorrow, darlings, give it a go, okay?

　　
　
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