His eyes were full of love. Xiaorao liked his eyes that were obsessed with her. The bicycle moved forward slowly. She sat on the back seat of the bicycle and leaned on his back, feeling the sweet love in the wind and feeling the purity and primitiveness.
of romance.
At that time, she thought that this warm and trustworthy back could be relied upon for her whole life. However, who would have thought that the remaining warmth on her back could only stay deep in her heart, never to be felt again.
The motorcycle stopped, and Xiaorao walked out of the distant dreamland. She saw it was in front of the White Rose Hotel, and remembered that it was here that she had an affair with Chu Luo. "Why did you bring me here?" She felt confused.
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Chu Luo smiled at her, handed the motorcycle to the parking man, and put his arm around her shoulders, "Didn't you say you wanted to have a good talk with me? The cafe here is very good, but it's a pity that it's not the main store, otherwise you can drink with me, sister,
The coffee brewed by myself tastes first-class, so of course the conversation must be in a suitable place for conversation.”
Xiaorao took his hand off his shoulder and said, "Go your own way and don't touch me."
The two of them sat opposite each other, and a series of Bandari's classic songs was played repeatedly in the cafe. Chu Luo ordered a cup of mocha, while Xiaorao ordered a cup of Blue Mountain.
"Xiaorao, what do you want to talk to me about? I'm all ears." He picked up the exquisite coffee cup and took a sip, looking at her expectantly.
Xiaorao felt that talking to him was a mistake, and suddenly she didn't know what to say to him! But his fiery eyes just followed her, avoiding his eyes, and looked around at the quiet and elegant environment.
A man and a woman are chatting and laughing happily.
"Xiaorao! What are you looking at? We are also here to have a heart-to-heart talk."
Xiaorao sighed, "Chu Luo!" She looked at him with eyes, "What do you think of me?"
Chu Luo pursed his lips slightly, stood up and sat next to Xiaorao, taking the coffee cup over. "I have a lot of thoughts about you, first of all! Let's talk about love first. When the time comes, we can get married.
Let’s have some kids for fun.”
Xiaorao just took a sip of coffee, choked, and coughed several times, "Chu Luo, are you sick? Do you think we are playing house! Chu Luo, stop your ridiculous and unrealistic thoughts." Xiaorao was a little anxious.
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Chu Luo put his face close to hers, "Xiaorao, do you think I'm joking?" He thought to himself, what exactly is this woman thinking in her head? Do I, Chu Luo, really look like that? Am I that unreliable?