Spread joy in the arms of the cold male god

Chapter 164 I Remember You Like Me

It takes a day or two for the police to retrieve the fingerprints on surveillance and things to find a match, which means that it takes two days to learn the truth.

After seeing off the police, the huge room was extremely empty.

However, Lu Jingyan did not follow suit, but stood straight at the original position, staring out the window, the dense night filled with bright lights seemed to add a touch of sadness to his brows and eyes, even his back was So clear and cold.

The moon is hanging in the sky, as if it is within reach.

But it's actually a whole galaxy away.

Song Xiaolin first glanced at the empty corridor, then looked at him, raised his eyebrows involuntarily, pretending to be indifferent, and asked, "Are you going?"

Hearing this, he turned his head and stood under the same deserted moonlight, with vague and misty light and shadows all over his body, which set off the contours of his side face, gentle and nostalgic, "Child, do you dare to live here alone tonight?" ?”

"I……"

She originally wanted to blurt out a sentence, but the words suddenly got stuck in her throat, like a fishbone stuck, making it difficult to utter a sound.

Recalling that half an hour ago, her house was just attacked by a thief, and it was turned into a mess, especially the thief also stole her underwear, he was simply a pervert.

She still has lingering fears.

To be honest, she really didn't dare to live here alone tonight.

But he still said bravely: "I always like to live alone."

But Lu Jingyan can always easily see the fragility that she tries to conceal under her stubbornness.

She was still the same as before, stubborn and desperate for face.

But now, he is 30 years old. People often say that a man stands at [-]. This age is much more mature. Moreover, he is five years older than her. He always thinks that letting a little woman is a matter of course.

She doesn't need to tiptoe, he is willing to bend down for her.

Slowly, his eyes fell on her hands with fingers glued together, and his eyes began to move from bottom to top, from her slender fair neck, cherry-like red lips, small and pretty nose, and finally firmly locked on her pair of watery eyes. Yan's eyes were hot, and the brows were so gloomy, but she smiled brightly, "Really? But I remember that you like living with me."

Boom!
Song Xiaolin exploded at once, what kind of extremely ambiguous words are these?
She was so ashamed and annoyed, she blushed and scolded angrily: "What the hell are you talking about?"

As soon as the words fell, suddenly, Lu Jingyan took a long leg and walked in front of her in a few steps. The shadow that followed covered all the light shining on her body, and she suddenly fell into the darkness brought by him. In the darkness, he felt a little panicked, like a lost elk, his breath was filled with the clear smell of his shirt.

"Isn't it?" he asked back.

She retorted: "Of course not!"

In the next second, he came forward without saying a word, his tone gradually dangerous, and whispered in his ear, "Child, I remember that you like me."

At that time, Song Xiaolin was leaning against the cold wall with his back, and the cold penetrated into his skin through his clothes, but at this moment, it was nothing compared to an extremely hot heart.

The warmth, like a water snake, creeps into the heart inch by inch, first conquering the city, then devouring the reason, and finally sinking every step of the way, leaving only a numb, itchy and soft feeling.

In particular, his deliberately soft and slow voice is so provocative that people can hardly tell the difference between south, east and north.

The heart fluctuated so much that it was almost unbearable.

She tried her best to hold her breath and adjust her mood. After a few seconds, she finally found the last sliver of clarity in her brain, and pushed him away forcefully: "You remember wrong!"

But the violent heartbeat is still hard to calm down.

Seeing that the person in front of him clearly looked angry from embarrassment, Lu Jingyan gave a cold chuckle, a little desolate, but deep in his ears, "Then maybe...it's just that I remembered it wrong."

I got it wrong.

It's not that she likes him, but that he likes her.

After reacting, Song Xiaolin couldn't help frowning, she always disliked his melancholy eyes.

Because the victim was clearly her, not him!

Her eyes were full of sarcasm, and she issued an order to evict the guest mercilessly: "I'm too lazy to discuss these boring topics with you. I'm very sleepy and tired. The door is right there, so walk slowly."

Half an hour ago, it was the frightened little white rabbit in his arms, and half an hour later, it was the big bad wolf viciously driving people out with a stick.

It's so cute.

Then, Lu Jingyan leaned down and had the same gaze with her, with a gentle smile and carelessness in his hoarse voice, "I have a showdown."

He got too close, breathing slowly past his ears.

Song Xiaolin squinted at him, then averted his eyes for a moment: "...What's the showdown?"

"I don't want to go."

"what?"

He didn't reply, but in the unexpectedly quiet environment, his moderate coughs were very clear, clear enough to disturb all her thoughts.

By the way, he seems to have caught a cold again?
I saw that his lips were getting paler, forming a strong contrast with the thick and colorful eyebrows, a bit sick and weak, as if withered in the winter when everything was withering.

Song Xiaolin turned her head and glanced out the window. She didn't know if it was a psychological effect. Although she didn't feel any chill in the room, there seemed to be a freezing cold wind outside. When she thought of this, she couldn't help shrinking her neck. , It suddenly became cold.

His body is already weak, and he caught the cold, and blowing the cold wind...

Immediately, she shook her head vigorously, trying to wake herself up.

It's ridiculous, it doesn't matter to her that he contracted the cold.

but……

She glanced again at the empty room.

A gloomy coolness suddenly climbed up the back.

what to do?She really dare not live here alone tonight.

Normally, she would definitely be called Shang Ji Yu.

But Ji Yu asked for leave to go back to accompany his mother who came all the way from her hometown to Beicheng.

At a time like this, how could she still get involved?
Let's stay in a hotel...

But she is a well-known big star, so it is definitely not as convenient as living here.

In the end, maybe it was because of fear, maybe it was because of being fascinated by ghosts, or maybe it was because he was worried about him... In short, Song Xiaolin sighed helplessly. : "Forget it, it's late, I force you to stay, tomorrow morning... Hurry up and get out."

Hearing the rolling words, Lu Jingyan was not angry, but smiled and agreed, "Okay."

There is a feeling that the strategy has finally succeeded.

She led him to the room: "This is the guest room. You can sleep here tonight. The quilt and pillowcases are all clean. Although no one has slept in it, I ask my aunt to wash it every week."

He nodded, "Yes." After a pause, "Where do you sleep?"

(End of this chapter)