obsessed with love

Chapter 154 Can't hide the tenderness

Du Ruo's palms were sweating, his teeth were clenched tightly, and he leaned on the leather chair panting for breath.

This is what a rush forward regardless of the road ahead.

She looked at the man driving beside her, with a handsome face, but still with a shallow smile, looking back at her from time to time, there was a tenderness in her eyes that she couldn't hide.Finally at a red light, the car stopped at the intersection, he shifted the gear, turned to look at her and asked, "Just get in the car like this? Don't ask me where I'm taking you?"

"Don't ask, I told you that you will go to heaven and earth as you please!" With such blunt words, she has already risked herself anyway, and she will not escape or evade, so she simply laughs, with a bit of childish naughtiness and a bit of woman's paranoia.

Qiao Anming's heart was trembling, and he reached out to touch her face, but his fingertips were about to touch her face, but he turned around and smoothed the hair on her forehead that was blown by the wind.

The shadows of the lamps were all shining on her face, the light and shade were mixed, that delicate face, the face that had appeared countless times in dreams, was so close at hand, he didn't want to continue acting, after acting for most of his life, there should always be someone who could see him clearly The original face.

The whistle of the car behind him sounded, Qiao Anming still smiled, shifted the gear, turned a corner and drove out.

After getting on the elevated road and coming down again, the more you drive, the more you go, and the more and more quiet you are around.

Du Ruo finally said, "Where are we going?"

"Didn't you say, follow me?"

"Forehead……"

"..."

He didn't speak again, he peeked at her expression and frowned, as if he was in a big conflict.He didn't want to play tricks anymore, and replied honestly: "Actually, I don't know where to go either?"

"Ah..." Du Ruo's tone of words emerged endlessly. After studying his expression, he couldn't see anything unusual, so he tentatively asked, "Are you in a bad mood today?"

"You see it?"

"Well, it seems a little bit. Although you can't show it on your face, if you have nothing in your heart, you won't come to me suddenly."

Qiao Anming turned to look at her meaningfully, and was delighted by her straightforward disclosure.

When the mask was worn for too long and he couldn't take it off, he wanted someone to show up more than anyone else, and then tear it off unceremoniously.If fate made her become such a person, he knew he couldn't escape.

The car finally stopped, and the wilderness in the western suburbs was surrounded by undeveloped ruins of demolition and relocation, with few people in sight.

Du Ruo glanced out the car window and asked, "Where is this?"

"do not know."

"Don't you know it's still here?"

"Well, there is no way ahead..."

Du Ruo got angry and retracted his head into the car.

He closed the car window for her without any discussion. Finally, only the two of them were breathing in the small space.

She has sat with him like this countless times, so she has long been used to this kind of atmosphere, but today this man is a little different, idle, gloomy, a little dangerous and provocative, all kinds of temperament are mixed together, he is Qiao Anming, which is completely different from usual.

Du Ruo saw that he had no intention of driving away, so he took off his seat belt, and continued the topic just now: "Why are you in a bad mood? Is it because of what happened last night?"

He didn't answer, but his downcast profile had already given her the answer.

She began to feel distressed again, and desperately wanted to find a topic to amuse him, so she repeated her old trick and started telling that damned cold joke.

"...Well, today's promise is funny, and it's high IQ. Listen carefully. There was a farmer who raised pigs, ducks, cattle, sheep and chickens. One day the farmer went out, and the chicken also ran away silently. Ask the pig, why the chick is leaving, and the pig answers, because the owner is going to buy mushrooms...hahaha...funny..."

Qiao Anming's eyes were fixed, and then the corners of his mouth twitched dryly in apology. Du Ruo was not reconciled, and added: "You don't laugh at such a funny joke, you don't understand it! Chicken stewed with mushrooms, chicken Stewed mushrooms... I understand now..." Afterwards, there was another silly meal, and I laughed heartbreakingly, but the man beside me still had the same expression.

Du Ruo puffed her lips and complained, "It's really unfulfilling to tell you jokes, how good is your laugh?"

"It's because your level is not good. Are you reading all these jokes from your martial arts cheat book?"

"The ones I told you about yesterday are, but this stewed chicken with mushrooms was said by a boy behind me coaxing his girlfriend to say it when I was having dinner. It became my nirvana, used to fool those old men in the hospital, supreme and invincible, tried and tested...how come it completely fails when you come here..."

She felt aggrieved when she spoke, and Qiao Anming also felt annoyed by her incomprehensible style, and wanted to make up for it, so she asked with a smile: "You just read cold jokes when you're in a bad mood?"

"No."

"Then what do you do when you're in a bad mood?"

"Drink until you're drunk." She answered quickly, and then asked Qiao Anming, "What happens when you're in a bad mood?"

He paused, looked forward, and replied, "When I was in a bad mood, I would stay alone."

"just this?"

"Well, it will heal by itself."

"What about now? What if you're in a bad mood now?"

Qiao Anming turned his head back again, looked at her faintly smiling face, trembling densely in his heart, finally smiled bitterly, and replied: "I'm in a bad mood now, I just want to see you..."

Is this a love story?He was so sour and hypocritical that he didn't dare to say it, but Du Ruo seemed to be listening to a horror story, his eyes were round and moist, and finally a smile floated up, blooming a little bit, gradually filling the corners of his mouth , leisurely spit out a sentence: "One minute, just for your words, I will give you one more minute."

He understood, pressed his upper body over, put his arms around her soft shoulders and body, buried his head on her neck, and breathed in the breath of her body.

The world is so noisy and full of dust and smoke, but he is lucky to have met such a beautiful person who gave him a piece of pure land and let him stay away from the troubles for a while, even if it is only for a minute.

Du Ruo's hands were hanging on both sides all the time, allowing him to embrace, allowing him to insert his body into his heart.

She had already surrendered, surrendered her heart, and had no way out.How lucky he was to be greedy, and finally hugged himself into his chest. One minute was a long time, and she was satisfied.

"Thank you for coming to see me."

"Thank you for thinking of me when you're sad..."

Many things are difficult to say, so it's better not to say anything, just hug each other's bodies, stand by the abyss, neither cross the distance nor retreat.

But this is emotion, like a flood of beasts, surging in, sooner or later it will all be subverted!
Du Ruo went back to the hotel and still called ROOM SERVICE.

The waiters on the night shift in the hotel are already a little familiar with her. They all know that there is a customer who is addicted to alcohol in the training staff of Shengan, and this customer is a woman, so when the waiter brought the wine up, he couldn't bear to persuade him: " Miss Du, if you are in a bad mood, you should drink less wine..."

"Who says I drink because I'm in a bad mood? On the contrary, I drink today because I'm in a good mood, so good!" Du Ruo skillfully took the wine from the waiter's hand, opened the lid skillfully, and filled a glass for himself. Take a sip, smile all over your face, and don't forget to thank the waiter: "Thank you, thank you for your reminder, but I'm really in a good mood today, um... By the way, you forgot to remind me that I have to wear slippers, You can’t go barefoot, I’m obedient to this point, haha…”

The waiter stared blankly at the Dumeier in the room, who was holding a wine glass and humming flutteringly. He changed into red pajamas, shivered like a lunatic who haunts the middle of the night, and quickly closed the door and exited the room.

The beauty misses her, wishing the whole world could wake up with her.

At three o'clock in the morning, she shamelessly dialed Zheng Xiaoran's phone: "Hey, Xiaoran, I'm sorry to wake you up...hehe..."

Zheng Xiaoran paused, and asked, "What's your voice, are you drinking again?"

"Hey, yes, but I just drank a little, not drunk..." She was really not drunk, but her heart was fluttering, and she was not far from drunk.

Zheng Xiaoran didn't answer quickly, Du Ruo felt strange, the background on her side was very quiet, but Zheng Xiaoran's voice was clear and normal, it didn't seem like she was awakened from sleep, so she asked again: "Where are you? No at home?"

"Well, on the way back, what do you want from me?"

"It's okay, I'm in a really good mood, so good, I want to share it with someone."

"What made you feel so good? Did you win a big prize? Got a promotion? Or did you have an affair in Chongzhou?"

"Go, I'm so superficial?... But it's not an affair, it's... um..." Du Ruo held the wine glass, frowned, and began to think about adjectives, and finally replied cheerfully: "It's considered a landslide, it's considered a cloud blooming to see the moon." bright…"

"What a mess, it's three o'clock in the middle of the night, what's going on?"

"It's okay, it's okay, just pretend that I'm emotionally abnormal and find someone to vent to,...you go home, I'll hang up first..." Du Ruo decisively pressed the phone, holding the wine glass, and fell headlong into the soft Simmons bed...

Zheng Xiaoran put away the phone inexplicably.

Mo Youting was driving beside her, turned around to look at her, still couldn't hold back, and asked, "Du Ruo's phone number?"

"Well, I got nervous again, I called in the middle of the night and didn't say anything, just being silly, and talking about landslides and ground cracks, and keeping the clouds open to see the moon. I guess I have been selling medicine all year round, and the hospital has been running too much, and I have contracted the disease. ..." She joked, but Mo Youting's face became more and more serious.

Only he can understand the words of guarding the clouds and seeing the moon.

He always remembered that day when she curled up in his arms and said such painful words to Qiao Anming's back, so now that she said that the clouds opened and the moon was shining, did it mean that the two of them were already together?
There is also this possibility, she is now in Chongzhou, Sheng'an's headquarters, where Qiao Anming is, the same city, she has such a hot heart, there are ten thousand possibilities to meet him and act out the story.

At the red light, Mo Youting slammed on the brakes, pretended to be indifferent and asked Zheng Xiaoran who was sitting next to him: "Did Ruo go to training, and when will you be back?"

"Before she said five days, count the days, you should be back the day after tomorrow, why, do you have something to do with her?"

"No, just ask..."

When the light turned green, he stepped on the gas and drove out.

Zheng Xiaoran glanced at his side face, his lips were tightened, his face was much more gloomy than before, he couldn't help but feel a little sour, but he didn't ask deeply.

After driving the car to the alley where Zheng Xiaoran rented, Mo Youting got out of the car to say goodbye to her, and he didn't forget to say thank you before leaving.

"...I have delayed you so late, I will treat you to dinner another day."

"Being Mo Shao's stand-in girlfriend is nameless, but it's an honor, and the meal is free, just a little effort!" Zheng Xiaoran pretended to be calm, with no trace of pride on his face.

Mo Youting patted her on the shoulder to tease her: "I just like your temper, you are straightforward, and I will look for you next time when something like this happens..."

"Yes, at my level, it is most suitable for me to go out and block the blind date for you. It is safe and has no sequelae, and it is most suitable for you." She also stabbed back carelessly, and Mo Youting shrugged mischievously: "What is your name?" I'm underestimating myself, but she's actually quite a good girl, refreshing and not squeamish, if one day I take care of myself and there's no one around, I'll definitely marry you in..."

The so-called speaker is unintentional and the listener is intentional refers to their kind.

Zheng Xiaoran felt pain in his heart, but he still had to smile, the corners of his mouth were wrinkled, and he didn't forget to pat him on the shoulder to bluff back: "Fuck off, what do you think of me? Spare tire? A shield? In the future Don't come to me for this kind of thing, your Tan Baobi is very difficult, just look at her accidentally burning my hand with soup tonight, her cruelty is not vague at all, she looks like a soft-faced and hot-hearted master!"

As soon as the soup was mentioned, Mo Youting remembered it, quickly took Zheng Xiaoran's hand and spread it out, and asked guiltily, "Is it burnt, is it okay?"

"It doesn't matter, I'm not so delicate!" Zheng Xiaoran eagerly wanted to take his hand out of his palm, but he held it tightly, rubbed and checked it repeatedly, and muttered: "I have to look carefully, women's hands are the first Two faces, if you burn your hand because of me, it will be regarded as ruining half of your face, this responsibility is too great, I can't bear it..."

Zheng Xiaoran looked up at him carefully checking the expressions on his hands, smiling at the corners of his mouth, and frowning slightly, because he was a head above hers, so from her angle, he could just see Mo Youting's whole drooping face clearly.

Sure enough, as Du Ruo said, this man has a very good appearance, slender eyes and cheeks, white teeth and red lips. He deserves the title of "Mo Meiren" in the circle. Feminine, a bit childish and mischievous, and a bit unruly temperament, with a faint smile, there are many "beauties".This kind of face is the temperament raised in the circle of luxury and money. It comes from the inside, and no one else can learn it.

Zheng Xiaoran's breathing was already a little rough, and Mo Youting still held her hand. He didn't seem to take it seriously, but she gradually became addicted, and couldn't help probing, and asked, "If I really ruined this first because of you?" Two faces, will you be responsible?"

He still lowered his head, and said lightly: "Of course I am responsible, when have I lied to you?"

"Then how are you going to be responsible?"

"That's not easy. Marry and go home and be responsible to the end."

In his circle, he spends his days trying to tease and play tricks. He can say such provocative things smoothly, so he blurts out without thinking about the consequences, but the listeners take it to heart.

"Marry home and be responsible to the end."

Zheng Xiaoran said it silently in his heart, his heart was throbbing, he shrank his fingers, and quickly pulled his hand out of his palm.

But in the ups and downs that followed, her narrow escape, silently shielding him from all the worries behind him, the phrase "responsible to the end", he still made it a veritable empty message after all.

(End of this chapter)