Situ Ran responded softly and slowly closed his eyes. His beautiful and handsome cheeks felt slightly hot. In the dim car, the blush on his cheeks was hard to see clearly.
"Dear Ran, you are really a roundworm in my belly!"
An Luoluo's beautiful face bloomed with a big and bright smile, and she couldn't help but rush over, give Situ Ran a kiss on the cheek.
"Forehead!"
Situ Ran opened his eyes and glared at An Luoluo, but the heat on his cheeks couldn't help but rise. Isn't this woman nervous about herself?
Why are you so bold after not being nervous?
But what happened to him?
It was obviously him who teased An Luoluo before, why is it him who is being teased now?
What does the wind and water mean? Situ Ran twitched the corner of his mouth, closed his eyes, and thought in his heart!
An Luoluo's soft eyes fell on Situ Ran, with a gentle smile on his lips and face. This man only showed this different look in front of her.
Every time he thought about it, An Luoluo felt as sweet as if he had drank honey.
On the way forward, there was silence. An Luoluo looked at Situ Ran quietly, feeling that the more he liked this face, the more he liked it. With his eyes closed, Situ Ran could clearly feel the bright and carefree gaze, and the faint warmth in his heart.
The meaning flows slowly, and finally turns into a warm current, flowing through the whole body. The comfortable feeling is difficult to describe in words.
What does this feel like?
Situ Ran asked in his heart, this feeling is not the first time, it seems that every time he is with An Luoluo and Situ Lan, he feels like this.
Feelings, is this what mother calls feelings?
The night breeze is blowing, the coolness of early summer mixed with the warmth of early summer, blowing on people's bodies, making people want to have a good sleep.
The night is as dark as ink and the lights are brightly lit.
In the branch hall of the Linghu family, everyone gathered together to discuss the movements of the Guwu family.
"Who?"
Suddenly, the head of the Linghu family shouted coldly, and with eight coins in his hand mixed with internal force, he shot rapidly in the direction of An Luoluo and Situ Ran. His momentum was fast, ruthless, and accurate! He shot all the possible escape directions.
Block.
With a movement of his figure and a wave of his hand, An Luoluo held eight coins in his hand. With a faint smile on his face, he looked quietly at the people in the hall who were all on guard.
"An Luoluo!"
Linghu Gong looked at An Luoluo coldly and frowned without a trace.
"Haha, how should I call you? Master of the Linghu family, uncle?"
An Luoluo curled her lips and smiled seductively, her eyes were sinister and cold, and her cold tone was mixed with cold sarcasm.
"What are you doing here?"
Linghu Gong stared at An Luoluo coldly, guarded all over. This child is no longer the helpless and weak girl fifteen years ago, shedding tears and watching everything happen coldly and resentfully!
"Why is uncle so defensive?"
An Luoluo threw the coins in his hand casually, a beeping sound sounded, and the eight coins fell steadily on the table, neatly stacked together.
When the people of the Linghu family saw An Luoluo showing such a skill, everyone looked at An Luoluo with an incomprehensible and complicated look in their eyes, but the guard around Dan did not diminish at all!
