More than tempted for you

Chapter 1510 Why do you smoke?

Lu Shaoqing left the hotel and sat in his car for an hour. He just sat there quietly, his temples throbbing and hurting. He reached out and pressed the center of his eyebrows, trying to sort out his complicated emotions.

Lu Shaoqing, you can't have both, you have to understand the truth.

The night was dark, and the hotel corridor was lit with dim yellow lights. He just sank into the leather seat, his emotions rose like a tide, and then receded like a tide.

Thinking of her injured eyes, thinking of her slightly choked voice, for a moment, he broke into her room like that without thinking about anything, pressed her under him, and told her, what career, Don't care about your future.

But, his legs are so precious that he can't walk, and his mouth is so stiff: "Drive, go back to S City."

There was no longer any room for recovery. In the vast night, he was like a tightrope walker, lonely and boundless, with darkness covering his whole body, showing desolation.

Well, he doesn't need such unrealistic things as feelings.

He really doesn't need to.

Bao'er was sitting in the living room, feeling for a pack of cigarettes out of nowhere, her slender fingers trembling slightly, every word he said pierced into her heart, it really hurt, he has a unique way of hurting people The way, knowing how to poke her heart can cause her the most pain.

The flames danced in front of her eyes, she lit a cigarette and held it between her lips, she sat lonely on the single sofa in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows.

She doesn't know how to smoke, but after taking a sip, she coughed violently. Doudou in her room dared to walk out cautiously when she heard Mr. Lu's voice disappear.

When I came out, I saw Bao'er smoking a cigarette, so I hurried to her side and snatched the cigarette between her fingers: "Bao'er, why are you smoking?"

Bao'er supported her with one hand and looked at her: "What? Can I not smoke?"

After speaking, there was another violent cough, and Doudou looked at her distressedly: "Look at you, you don't know how to smoke at all, why do you have to embarrass yourself?"

Bao'er curled up on the large single sofa, sighed, only sighed, what do you want her to say?She was filled with enthusiasm and was poured down with a basin of cold water?She pretended to be affectionate, thinking that the two were in love, but in fact it was just wishful thinking?Or is it that the person she likes speaks mercilessly and hurts her all over?

No, no, no, no, what's the point of saying it?Make others sympathize with her?
She doesn't like to gain sympathy. It's hypocritical to say this kind of thing. You can't love it. Love is nothing to be sad about.

The corners of Bao'er's mouth curled up: "It's nothing, I just can't play, I'm bored, I just want to smoke away my worries."

Doudou stubbed out the cigarette butt: "Did Mr. Lu come to embarrass you again?"

Bao'er smiled: "You use the word "you" just right, just right, indeed, he came to embarrass me again, why does he always embarrass me? It's obviously not my fault, it must always be on me, what did the director say, How do I act, why do I have to bear this kind of mistake? Is there anyone who praises people like this? How is this trying to praise me? This is clearly to train me to be the one who takes the blame."

She joked lightly, but her eyes were full of loneliness and sadness, Doudou patted her on the back: "Bao'er, be patient, be patient, you are the boss, that's what it's like to live under the fence, after you work The room has improved, so you don’t have to be so controlled by others.”

(End of this chapter)