He didn't really want to see Long Zhutian at this time and in this place.
Long Zhutian didn't notice him, but looked up at the lighted window upstairs. He was used to the cold phoenix eyes, filled with a layer of warmth, and the corners of his cold lips were slightly raised in a smile...
Seeing his expression, Murong Yunqing's heart felt as if it was being pressed down by a big stone, and it sank.[
He silently stepped on the accelerator, turned the steering wheel, avoided Long Zhutian, and drove aimlessly in another direction...
Long Zhutian waited below for a while, holding the rose that was worth blooming across his mouth. He was quick, grabbed a water pipe, and snaked up like a snake. In the blink of an eye, he was already there.
Leap into the window you want to enter.
Yang Zimei was currently admiring the piece of violet jade in his hand obsessively under the lamp.
The jadeite exudes a faint purple light under the refraction of the light, and is as beautiful as a dream.
In Long Zhutian's eyes, her face was even more dreamlike and beautiful under the purple light, like a fairy carved into his brain, heart and blood.
He quietly approached from behind her...
In fact, from the moment he jumped into the window, Yang Zimei already knew that he was coming.
She deliberately pretended not to know, lowering her head and keeping looking at Jade, her eyes slightly curved, and the corners of her lips smiling.
Long Zhutian came behind her, stretched out his hands, hugged her slender and white neck, lowered his head, and presented the rose still in his mouth to her eyes.
Yang Zimei looked sideways at the scene in the mirror and couldn't help but smile.
This extremely dandy move, performed by the serious and cold Long Zhutian, had a different charm to it, making her heart ripple as if it had been hit by a stone...
Her eyes blinked slyly, she raised her head slightly, stretched out her mouth, and bit the other end of the rose.
Long Zhutian did not let go...
The two of them bit the rose together——
The atmosphere in the room suddenly became extremely ambiguous.
She looked at his face that was enlarged at close range, and her heart felt like it was squeezed tightly by someone's hand. It suddenly stopped beating for half a beat, and then started beating as strongly as a drum, and her breathing became short...
So does he——
Her black and blue eyes stared quietly at her eyelashes that were flapping like butterfly wings.
Every movement of the wings was like a thread, tugging at his heart, making his heart tense in vain