Spread joy in the arms of the cold male god

Chapter 130 Lu Jingyan, Can You Go Slower?

Song Xiaolin unconsciously bit his lower lip, breathed calmly, and lightly touched his knuckle fingers with his other hand. It was warm, with human body temperature, as if...wasn't it a hallucination?

Lu Jingyan looked at her cautious and apprehensive appearance, suddenly felt an indescribable depression in his chest, and felt extremely distressed for no reason.

Then, he gently covered her shoulders with the suit jacket that was originally on the wrist, and then a clear masculine breath wrapped around the tip of her nose, mixed with a very faint taste of books and ink, The sudden warmth made her heart feel hot, she couldn't move her face, and it was hard to resist the close distance.

She sniffed the fragrance blankly, but she looked a little cute, like an innocent golden retriever.

At the same time, his slightly cool voice rang in her ears, "Why do you drink? Don't you know that you drink poorly? Why do you wear so little? Don't you know Will it be cold at night? Why are you sitting here alone when you're drunk? Don't you know it's a very dangerous thing?"

With some blame, but more self-blame.

Behind every why, it seems to be asking her aggressively, but it is actually his deep torture and reflection on himself. He is obviously worried about her, very worried.

I was very tired after the meeting, and I didn't close my eyes all day, and finally fell asleep lightly in the car, but no matter how tired and sleepy I was, at that moment, it was not worth a phone call from her.

But after being drunk, Song Xiaolin obviously couldn't understand the reasons why he came to him. She was naturally sensitive and worried, especially under the stimulation of alcohol. At this time, she had almost lost the ability to think. He couldn't detect the self-blame in his tone at all, which only amplified his blame for her infinitely.

why?
Why?Why?Why?
Isn't it all because of you?Lu Jingyan!
Suddenly, she was aggrieved and angry, grabbed a corner of her suit jacket and threw it on the ground wildly, she turned her face away, and her tone was extremely fierce, like a golden retriever protecting food: "It's none of your business, I can do whatever I like So, this is my freedom."

"Child, you..."

He wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything.

In the evening breeze, her eyes were red, she looked pitiful, her thin body almost merged with the night, perhaps she was trembling slightly because of the cold, the feeling of pity that I saw made her whole body feel depressed. The man who was under pressure suddenly lost all his temper.

In the end, Lu Jingyan sighed helplessly, bent down to pick up the suit jacket she threw on the ground, and gently swept off the dust on it. It was an ordinary movement, but it was as elegant as playing a piano. , his white, slender fingers with well-defined joints seemed to be dancing romantically on the tip of Song Xiaolin's heart, causing her to fall into the trap step by step, and she was instantly fascinated.

For a moment of trance, the familiar warmth spread to the whole body again.

She stared blankly at the suit jacket that was put back on her body at some point, and wanted to take it off a little bit angrily, but he held her shoulder first.

"I don't want to wear..."

She was not as fussy as before, and her voice gradually became quieter, just because a wisp of his breath, which seemed to pass by her ear slowly and seemingly, was numb and itchy, no less than a stick. The softness of feathers.

She was irresistible and obedient.

He suddenly became patient, raised his hand and rubbed her head, once, his fingertips were like stroking a kitten, and when he spoke again, his voice was extraordinarily gentle and tender, and he gradually seduced her, "Child, you Listen to me, you have always been very important in my heart, you are not a dispensable existence, on the contrary, no one can replace you, I say this, can you understand? As for the missed appointment in Haicheng... ...I didn't miss the appointment, you said that you were waiting for me day by day with full expectation like a fool, but why didn't I? I was also eagerly looking forward to meeting you, I didn't pretend nothing happened, I I can't act like nothing happened, but some truths are really not that important, I just want you to grow up carefree."

"So, don't lose your temper and let's go home, shall we?"

The slightly lowered voice was inexplicably magnetic.

The endless river eventually turns into a sea with huge waves, slapping the rocks on the bank violently one after another. If he is a whirlpool, then she is a drowning person. She is deeply attracted by him and is willing to drown in the boundless water. in the dark.

Song Xiaolin unconsciously bit his lower lip tightly, his heart beating so fast that it was almost unbearable.

There seems to be a soft place in the deepest part of the heart that is collapsing at an uncontrollable speed, and all the strength in the body is also slowly draining away, like a thread, strand by strand, which is difficult and exhausting.

But undoubtedly, his affectionate eyes and words were enough to shake her entire world.

She will never be able to resist this gentle and seductive heartbeat.

Finally, she compromised and nodded.

Now, Lu Jingyan secretly heaved a sigh of relief, this child is getting more and more difficult to coax.

After drinking, it is even more difficult.

But he is willing to coax.

After 10 minutes, we arrived at Lu's house.

Originally, Song Xiaolin fell asleep in the car, but just a minute before, she suddenly woke up, opened her big eyes and looked around, with a sleepy look on her face.

Lu Jingyan opened the car door and helped her out of the car.

At this time, the phone rang.

He lowered his brows and eyes, held the phone in one hand, tilted his head slightly to answer the phone, closed the car door with the other hand, and walked towards the villa, but within a few seconds, he faintly sensed something was wrong, and suddenly stopped, look back at her.

Sure enough, she stood still.

He hummed softly. In the quiet courtyard, his hoarse voice had a bit of a cold texture, "I still have something to do."

The next second, he hung up the phone.

Then, Lu Jingyan paced towards her, every step was so unwavering, he stopped only half a meter away from her, and asked with concern, "Child, what's wrong with you?"

At this time, Song Xiaolin seemed to have fallen into some terrible nightmare. She couldn't hear anything, and slowly squatted on the ground, covering her ears tightly with her hands, crying hoarsely and painfully: "Lu Jingyan, Can you walk a little slower, wait for me, I will soon...I can't catch up with you."

She saw with her own eyes that the distance between herself and him was several miles from Nanzhong to Nanyang University, and then separated by a sea of ​​people.

I don't know since when, he has become a well-known noble son in the business world in the rumors all over the city, and she is still a shameless nemesis in others' mouths.

He is the rising sun, and she is just an inconspicuous shell sunken into the mud.

(End of this chapter)