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Chapter 92 This is ridiculous!

The dishes were served soon.

Jiang Heng was driving, so Lu Qingfei didn't order any drinks.

She bit the tender fish meat and looked at Jiang Heng opposite her. Her gaze moved slightly downward and stopped at a position about two centimeters below and to the right of his Adam's apple.

It is inevitable to think back to the past.

Once, Fu Liu and Lu Qingfei went to a restaurant, and their goal was not to leave until they were drunk.

After getting drunk, Fu Liu shouted that he wanted to beat Zhong Qin up, and sent a message to Xie Yunji and Yan Guilai, asking them to tie up Zhong Qin and beat him.

Xie Yunji extinguished the sound transmission note expressionlessly.

After returning from the banquet, he just wanted to watch the fun and lied to Zhong Qin that Fu Liu treated him to a big dinner.

Li Heng leaned lazily against the window, looking at the street aimlessly without even lifting his eyelids.

Until, Yan returned and said: "Fu Liu was able to successfully send a voice transmission, so Junior Sister must have been drunk."

Li Heng just raised his eyes.

The four of them went to find Lu Qingfei and Fu Liu who were drunk.

In the side room, Lu Qingfei lay on the low couch with his eyes closed and his cheeks flushed.

Fu Liu was shouting that he would beat Zhong Qin to death, and the tables and chairs were toppling over and over.

Xie Yunji went to settle the bill with the shopkeeper, and when he returned from the banquet, he watched Fu Liu chasing Zhong Qin with interest.

Li Heng walked straight towards Lu Qingfei. As soon as he helped her up, she pounced on him without warning, grabbed his collar and bit him hard.

Lu Qingfei bit down very hard, her teeth sank into the skin, her moist teeth biting the surface of the skin. Her breath instantly blew on the fragile neck, and for a moment Li Heng's whole body was tense.

The tall figure of the young man covered most of the girl, and if one looked closely, one would think that a drunk girl was lying on top of him.

Lu Qingfei woke up a little and looked at Li Heng's face with hazy eyes. She blinked and moved her gaze to the bloody teeth marks on his neck.

Li Heng noticed where her gaze was resting, and lowered his head and said in a low voice: "What are you looking at? Are you not satisfied with the bite and want another bite?"

As he lowered his head, the distance between them shortened. Lu Qingfei stared at the young man's dark eyes and long eyelashes like crow feathers, and then... he really took another bite.

Very fierce, won't stop until blood is seen.

A hint of blood lingered on the tip of my tongue.

She looked up at him and said softly, "I'm sorry..."

Apologize after you bite.

Li Heng's Adam's apple rolled and he glared at Lu Qingfei slightly.

His warm fingertips pressed against her lips, causing Lu Qingfei to pause.

Li Heng wiped the blood off her lips and said in a low and casual voice: "Don't blame me if you wake up with a toothache tomorrow."

Lu Qingfei was still drunk and confused, so he didn't think about the meaning of his words.

Zhong Qin, who was being chased and beaten by Fu Liu, saw this scene from the corner of his eye and said with gritted teeth: "How unreasonable! Keep your hands down!"

Fu Liu took the opportunity to kick Zhong Qin down and said happily: "I won!"

Ignoring the messy room, Li Heng stretched out his long arms and pulled Lu Qingfei into his arms, taking her away while she was still fierce and not crazy.

Zhong Qin, who was lying on the ground, widened his eyes and pointed at Li Heng, saying, "How despicable! Put my junior sister down now!"

Yan Guilai was smiling elegantly, but suddenly a cold light flashed, and he saw Xie Yunji draw his sword. He quickly held him down and said, "Calm down!"

Lu Qingfei always thought that he was a good drinker and would stay quiet after getting drunk.

But thinking back now, it seemed that every time she met Li Heng, she would relax the gates of her heart and do something to him unscrupulously.

It's strange.

Lu Qingfei is good-looking, has excellent grades, is polite to others, and has good interpersonal relationships... She doesn't really care who likes her and who hates her.

When I was in school, there were many boys who exuded hormones. In the classroom, the boy at the front desk would lean his head back or the boy at the back desk would move forward, and so on. On the playground and the court, when talking to her, they would deliberately show off their figures, lift up their clothes to wipe the sweat from their collarbones, revealing their well-defined abdominal muscles.

During all these actions, Lu Qingfei did not blush or feel any heart palpitations. She just covered her nose calmly.

Regardless of whether they were sweaty or not, the smell from their bodies made her feel physically uncomfortable. Lu Qingfei was very sensitive to smells, and even the slightest smell could stimulate her sense of smell.

In Jingxuetang, when Li Heng leaned over to draw talismans, Lu Qingfei smelled the scent on him.

It smells good.

Makes you want to have a taste.

Jiang Heng has the same pleasant smell.

Clean, refreshing and lightly fragrant.

It's like a person growing on the invisible spice.

Lu Qingfei pondered while eating slowly. The waiter who came in to change the tea might be a novice and did not hold it firmly, so the water from the teapot did not enter the cup but fell on the table.

Lu Qingfei placed her left hand on the table, and the water immediately soaked her cuffs.

"Sorry! Sorry!" The waiter hurriedly bowed his head to apologize, and hurriedly took a sterilized warm towel to wipe Lu Qingfei.

"It's okay." The tea was not warm, so she didn't get burned. However, the water spread quickly, and the red hairband wrapped around her wrist inevitably got wet and stuck to her skin.

Lu Qingfei didn't look at Jiang Heng, nor did he notice how bad his face looked.

The waiter apologized: "I didn't mean to do that! I'm so sorry!"

"It's nothing serious, you go and do your work, there's no need to change the tea here." Lu Qingfei spoke in a calm tone, feeling a little uncomfortable. He twisted the cold cloth with his right fingers and pulled off the red hairband on his left wrist.

The hairband was tied twice, neither too loose nor too tight, leaving no obvious marks, but Jiang Heng's gaze was fixed.

Lu Qingfei stood up and said to Jiang Heng, "I'm going to the bathroom."

Jiang Heng didn't say anything. His eyes fell on her wrist which was covered by her clothes, and his brows furrowed slightly.

Lu Qingfei quickly pulled down his sleeves, and Jiang Heng only saw a blurry picture.

His mind couldn't help but complete it.

There is a red mark on the snow-white wrist.

It is a peach blossom that never withers and blooms brilliantly.

Not like a tattoo.

lifelike.

It's true.

In the bathroom, Lu Qingfei washed her hands first. She lowered her eyes to look at the very noticeable peach blossom mark on her wrist bone and blinked slowly.

——"People like flowers when they are in full bloom, but there is no flower in the world that never withers."

Not long after she casually said this to Li Heng, he found a strange peach blossom from somewhere and told her that there was only one peach blossom in the world that would never wither.

Then, plant this peach blossom that was nourished by spiritual energy in her left hand.

Born with the bones, the flowers fade when the bones die.

After Lu Qingfei washed his hands and cleaned his sleeves, he came out of the bathroom. Jiang Heng was lowering his eyelashes, looking thoughtful, no one knew what he was thinking about.

Lu Qingfei looked at his clear-cut, straight jaw and nose for three seconds, then sat back in his seat without much concern.

After finishing their meal, the two came out of the restaurant.

The air was icy cold, and with every breath, my entire lungs felt as if a cold current had invaded them.

Jiang Heng hooked his slender fingers around the car keys and asked casually, "Where are we going?"

Lu Qingfei held the phone in his left hand, his sleeves slipped down, and the red mark on his wrist caught Jiang Heng's eyes again. This time he saw it clearly.

She looked down at the time. It was not yet half past seven, so it was still early.

"you……"

Lu Qingfei looked up at Jiang Heng and was caught off guard by his dark eyes.

The distance suddenly shortened, and the man's gaze was aggressive, like a sporadic fire that could ignite a prairie fire at any time.