Mr. Lu, how about divorce today?

"I miss you." Lu bandit's eyes looked at her deeply. Her cold face softened under the street lamp. Le Zhao looks at Junyan close at hand, and all the defense lines collapse.

Hot breath approaching, entangled and fused with her breath.

In the streets of foreign countries, they kiss as if no one else.

No one saw them, no one knew them.

But when love is not willing to separate, Le Zhao leans in his arms. Spring is in her eyes. The confused woman suddenly twists her eyebrows.

Lu bandit is very keen to her facial expression change, pinch her earlobe, "don't tell me, your aunt is coming."

Le Zhao shook his head, "I suddenly feel a little dizzy."

The bandit picked her up and got on the bus.

Le Zhao is not dizzy.

In my mind, I suddenly flashed some fragmentary pictures. In the familiar street lights and the same city night scene background, and even in the streets of Japan, she and a man wantonly kiss.

How can she say that?

Do you feel tired of living, or tired of living?

Lu bandit's super possessive personality is afraid to swallow her.

This is not the first time Le Zhao has done this.

But this time, I think of more than usual. Accompanied by, there is a surge of emotion, like a sea of anger waves, rushing to destroy life in general.

One heart beats too fast.

Lu Fei looked at her silently. Although the man didn't show any special performance, he could feel that he cared from his tightening strength.

Le Zhao grabbed his collar: "I feel much better. Don't go to the hospital. "

It must be very expensive to see a doctor abroad.

Lu Fei put his finger on her neck and felt her heart beat back to normal. His eyes fell on Le Zhao's face. It was hard to refuse her watery eyes like a deer.

Lu ordered the driver to go to the hotel.

Le Zhao suddenly remembered that he was going back tonight. After all, I have to get up early to record tomorrow. It's also stipulated by the program group that everyone must work together.

"It's late."

The voice of the bandits is cool and thin.

I don't know whether it's too late or it's too late for Le Zhao to think of going back.

Le Zhao was not satisfied with his overbearing style, "why do you have to give it when you want it? I want to see you that day, want to accompany you more, you refused me. You lied to me! You liar. Why do you lie to me for such a thing? Do you think I'm so mean? Can't I understand business

All the backlog of emotions, all spit out.

Le Zhao said more and more wrongly, "now I have business, you don't support me, you still have to delay my business like this."

Lu Fei said coldly, "what's the matter in the evening?"

The taxi driver was in the front row, embarrassed to interrupt in broken Chinese: "here we are."

Lu took out his wallet to pay the bill, and they got off together. Originally, he said that he would take that car to go back, but when he saw the five thousand yen that the bandit Lu had just paid, he was hopelessly silent.

Lu bandit went straight ahead and turned around to find that Le Zhao didn't keep up. She stood there, wronged and pitiful.

Lu Fei looked at her for a few seconds, turned back, and reached for her hand. Le Zhao sent his hand, "you are going to send me back tomorrow morning. I can't be bothered tonight. "

Bandit Lu clenched her hand and led her in.

In the room, as soon as the door is closed, Le Zhao is pressed against the wall for a deep kiss. Hot breathing, sprinkled on her skin, with a string of electricity.

At this time, Le Zhao knew regret.

If he doesn't disturb her, he is not a bandit.

Whine to want to curse, finally were swallowed voice.

……

There was a dim light in the room, shining on the warm fragrant nephrite in my arms. Lu Fei kisses her eyes and eyebrows. Le Zhao frowns and turns a direction.

Lu Fei put on his bathrobe and got up. He didn't feel sleepy.

The night scene of the city crawls under his feet. He looks at those strange and familiar street scenes. Once here, he walked countless times just to find the woman.

Every brick in the street has his footprints.

But now he's back here with the music.

All of a sudden, all the feelings are faded.

Put it down. That's what it's like.

Lu Fei stood in front of the French window, lit a cigarette, raised his head slightly, closed his black eyes, and spewed out the smoke.

If you really put it down, why come here.

How can in the dead of night, inadvertently think of those in the past.

He knew that he was just thinking about it and would never miss it again.

Remember and miss these two words, the degree is not the same, in which the feelings are completely different.

……

Le Zhao was awakened early in the morning. He was very wronged and lost his temper.If it hadn't been for him last night, she wouldn't have been unable to sleep now.

"It's all your fault!" The music is full of vitality.

Lu Fei said nothing and pinched her waist. "It's like you didn't enjoy it last night. Well

Le Zhao buried his face in his arms and fell asleep again.

"Do you want me to carry you up?"

I don't know how long in the past, the man's cold voice came from the top of his head, and the music suddenly woke up.

"No, No. You can't be seen at that time. " She was recording the show. She was sleeping outside and took her husband to the hotel. What should I do if she was photographed?

Lu Fei's cold and hard face sank in an instant, and the temperature around him dropped with it. "Can't I see people?"

Le Zhao took things over and gave him a kiss on the lip. "I understand your work. Can you understand me?"

"You can't understand, you can't be happy." Lu Fei's voice was low and his cold was gloomy. "Did you say I lied to you yesterday? Why did I cheat you? "

Le Zhao forgot to say that.

She looked up at him for a few seconds and pretended to be generous: "forget it. It's all over. "

Lu Fei lowered his eyes: "what is the past?"

It's obvious that I'm not willing to accept this kind of statement, which is sharp and hard to resist.

Le Zhao has a headache. Who said that women are difficult to deal with, men are more difficult to deal with, OK!

"That's the thing." Le Zhao said dryly, "you said you don't want a girl, but Sheng stood beside you gently."

"When she stands next to me, you think she's my girlfriend. I see the interaction between you and Bai Yao on Weibo. Are you a couple?"

……

Yue Zhao angrily went back to the room, threw himself on the bed, buried his face in the pillow and scolded the asshole.

They had a fight at the door of the hotel just now.

Le Zhao doesn't know why he quarreled. Maybe he mentioned Bai Yao, and the accusations made her sad.

Inexplicable bastard, Le Zhao thinks that his jealousy is too heavy and his possessiveness is too strong.