Spread joy in the arms of the cold male god

Chapter 146 You are finally here

Hearing the words "Mr. Si" and the cynical voice fell into her ears, her eyes suddenly turned cold, which was more piercing than the cold wind, and then a deep and lingering sense of disgust spread. .

"Miss Boss, do you miss me?"

The extremely ambiguous tone made people blush.

Su Lingling's stomach turned when she heard it.

She took out a cigarette from her bag, held it between her fingers, wiped off the lighter, lit it, and finally bit it into her mouth.

Only the smell of smoke can make her feel less uncomfortable.

In the next second, a slender, bronze-colored finger pinched the cigarette she was biting into her mouth, and the slightly hoarse voice that rang next to her ears was careless, "Smoking is not good for the lungs, don't you?" Take some, understand?"

The man was leaning against the edge of the table, somewhat idle, his complexion was as bronze as his hands, his facial features were well-defined and deep, he looked wild and unruly, and he was charming and sexy, making him look like a ruffian nobleman. Nothing can get into his eyes.

He obviously doesn't love her, but he still wants to pretend to be extremely affectionate.

It's ridiculous.

The average woman may have already fallen in love.

But upon hearing these words, Su Lingling just sneered lightly and asked, "Si Zhengting, do you smoke less than me?"

He shrugged indifferently, "Cigarettes are a man's breath, and smoking is a symbol of a man." He then put the cigarette he had snatched from her into his mouth, and there were still traces of her lipstick on it, as well as her faint smile. Mild taste.

Very fragrant.

Make people want to stop.

She was too lazy to argue with him, and she didn't want to listen to his nonsense. She turned to avoid him, but he blocked her way.

Su Lingling raised her eyebrows and looked at him with impatience in her eyes: "Mr. Si, do you have anything else to do?"

She did it on purpose.

She never called him Mr. His.

Usually called by first name.

However, Si Zhengting didn't care about her intentionally aggressive attitude. The corners of his lips were slightly raised, but the absurdity did not reach his eyes. Then, he gently lifted her chin, looking at her like a raging flame. Lips, as sweet as cherries, suddenly leaned over, but stopped within a few centimeters, with a low and slightly dark voice, "I heard that you have been very close to the young master of the Lu family these days, you just Are you afraid that I will be jealous? Are you afraid that I will kill you, or kill him?"

The warm breath that Si Zhengting exhaled seemed to brush past her cheeks, like a gust of wind, and the smell of smoke lingered in her nose for a long time, lingering for a long time.

The chill that seeped into his bones surrounded him in all directions, instantly making people shudder.

She almost forgot what a terrifying existence the man in front of her was, he was an out-and-out lunatic.

But he also forgot that she doesn't love this world.

In her eyes, it was just a colorful darkness.

Even, she always wanted to die.

What's more, he couldn't kill Lu Jingyan.

At most, both sides will suffer.

But although he is crazy, he is a very ambitious person.

His ambition absolutely does not allow him to do anything that harms himself.

Thinking of this, Su Lingling couldn't help frowning, slapped his hands away in disgust, looked straight into his dark eyes, and curled her lips disdainfully: "If you want to be jealous, then you can be jealous, if you want to kill, then you can kill, I just want to kill you." The thing in your palm, before you eat the fish, do you still have to ask the fish if it can eat it?"

In a word, extremely indifferent.

But it is also a fact.

The relationship between her and him is nothing more than that.

Simply put, it is the relationship between the hunter and the prey.

But among them, there is blood and rain.

After finishing speaking, Su Lingling didn't look at him again, and left with her cheongsam on her high heels.

Si Zhengting didn't stop her, and let her graceful figure gradually disappear from his sight. Every step she took was extraordinarily swaying, revealing all sorts of amorous feelings unconsciously. She was a natural charmer. His Adam's apple rolled gently, The smoke between his fingers was burnt out, and he threw it into the trash can. The smoke that had been suffocating for a long time was gently exhaled. Under the cloud and mist, he curled his lips calmly.

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In the windy season of December.

The news of Lu Jingyan's and Su Lingling's engagement has spread up and down, and everyone knows it.

At that time, when the news of the marriage of the young master of the Lu family came out, the whole city was shocked——

That weak and gentle young man fell in love with the wildest rose in Beicheng.

Like birds and fish, colliding with the most brilliant sparks.

On the eve of the engagement banquet, Song Xiaolin sent Lu Jingyan a position.

There is only one position, and nothing is left.

She thought, it doesn't matter if he comes or not.

It took only one month for him and Su Lingling to reunite and get engaged.

Not long, even very short.

But there was an interval of seven years.

After going around for several years, the person I love the most is still the original Bai Yueguang.

Even, regardless of An Cheng's various obstructions, he decided to marry Su Lingling as his wife without hesitation.

From the beginning to the end, he was very firm in choosing only one person.

That kind of firmness is what she wants.

It was also at that moment that she lost completely.

She is a gambler in love, and she loses everything every time.

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That day, it rained lightly and the air was humid.

Has a faint grassy smell.

After a while, the sky cleared, and the shadows of fallen leaves were reflected from the gaps.

People are coming and going, cars are honking.

Song Xiaolin stood in the wind for a long time.

later.

She thought that Lu Jingyan would not come, but he finally came.

He was dusty, dressed in a black suit, a pair of black leather shoes under his feet, and a white shirt with a tie, like a groom who rushed over from a wedding scene, warm and moist as jade, cold and indifferent, so alienated that no one dared to approach him.

Tomorrow, he will probably be dressed the same as today, but with Su Lingling on his left arm.

At that time, it seemed that he was the only one left in the chaos of heaven and earth.

Slowly approaching her.

Song Xiaolin just looked at him like that, separated by the sea of ​​people, the love in her eyes was deep in her bones, wanton and flamboyant, she seemed to have finally let go of it, but she couldn't let it go, maybe it was because of the cold, or maybe it was because of nervousness, her lips curled up. A touch of white.

Like a wilting flower in the cold wind.

Slowly, she hummed a song softly, a song that has been repeated countless times: "There has been a person in my heart ever since, we used to be small, and you moved a small bench back then, fascinated me by the drama." Follow all the way, I'm looking for the person in that story..."

There is a hint of fragility of disappointment in the ethereal voice.

like a moan.

like howling.

like crying.

During this not-too-distance journey, she always stood where she was, while he slowly came towards her in the wind and sunset. At that moment, there was an unexpected tacit understanding between them.

She stopped singing, and he stopped.

The distance between the two was less than half a meter.

Song Xiaolin raised his head to look at him, smiling crookedly in his brows and eyes, with sparkles in his eyes, as before, and said sweetly, "Lu Jingyan, you are finally here."

　Cherish the last scene before parting ()
　　
　
(End of this chapter)