Du Jiawen reached out and took it, carrying it easily: "I'll do it."
Seeing him carrying his suitcase, he opened the door first and went out. Xiang Xiaochuang was a little confused. He clung to the door frame for a while before closing the door, and followed him downstairs with his head lowered.
Taking mechanical steps step by step, Xiang Xiaochuang's heart felt empty. From then on, her life would probably be all about hiding in what Du Jiawen called a "luxury house", right?
In her desperation, she didn't expect that Du Jiawen suddenly stopped his foot and bumped into his back firmly.
Holding his painful nose, Xiang Xiaochuang suddenly came back to his senses. His eyes flashed with evil brilliance because of the sudden collision. He seemed to want to say something, but did not speak.
Xiang Xiaochuang glanced at him, her heart filled with sadness, which made her unable to say a word. She just lowered her head and continued walking forward.
Du Jiawen looked at her thin back, and suddenly something blocked his throat. He was stunned for a while, and then slowly walked down. Xiang Xiaochuang was already standing quietly in front of his car, looking down at himself.
of toes.
After throwing the box into the trunk, Du Jia got into the car and saw Xiang Xiaochuang still standing motionless beside the car. The sunshine at three o'clock in the afternoon still had heat, and her long black hair looked like it had been cut into pieces.
Silk, although smooth, looks a bit messy.
"Come in, are you stupid?" His tone was a little unhappy. Isn't it good to be his lover? There are so many passionate beauties around the world, vying to flatter him!
Xiang Xiaochuang seemed to have just woken up. He raised his hand as if he was wiping away tears, but he quickly got into the car.
Du Jiawen glanced at her and looked straight ahead: "The first rule of lovers' rules is, don't look at me with a sad face. I like to see your smile."
Xiang Xiaochuang just raised his eyes to look at him, and forced out a misty smile. Although the corners of his lips were hooked, a touch of sadness flowed in his black pupils. Like bright stars in the night sky,
Suddenly it was blocked by thick clouds and lost its bright light.
Feeling very unhappy, Du Jiawen looked back expressionlessly and focused on driving as if he was angry.
Du Jiawen's apartment was naturally located in a high-end residential area. Xiang Xiaochuang looked down at his clothes, which were a bit out of tune with the atmosphere here.
Several well-dressed women walked by with the most exquisite makeup. The look in Xiang Xiaochuang's eyes suddenly aroused the shame in her heart. Her face was already so red that it couldn't be red anymore, even though she tried to hold on.
Calm down, but the color still rushed to my head in layers, and then spread to the back of my ears and neck.
The administrator came out diligently, saw the old suitcase, and secretly glanced at Xiang Xiaochuang with a little contempt. Xiang Xiaochuang gritted his teeth and followed Du Jiawen until he entered his apartment.
He exhaled slowly.
A dense layer of sweat had formed on his forehead.
Du Jiawen looked at it, seemingly a little surprised.
"Is it very hot? You don't have much to wear."
Xiang Xiaochuang almost choked in his throat when he spit. Did he think that being openly regarded as his lover was a very honorable thing?
"Which room should I live in?" Xiang Xiaochuang saw that his house was more than 400 square feet, and the floor was so smooth that people could be seen. He didn't bother to visit, as he was always either rich or expensive.