Gao Liyue pulled Li Luo back to the living room. He stubbornly asked Li Luo to sit down, and then lay on her lap. Li Luo didn't struggle too much, holding his head with one hand and keeping away from his short hair with the other.
Gao Liyue was enjoying it very much, enjoying the beauty and tranquility of this moment. At this moment, he unbuttoned three buttons of his dark green shirt, revealing his crimson chest. Li Luo was fascinated by the ups and downs of his breathing.
Gao Liyue grabbed Li Luo's hand, stretched it straight into his shirt, and placed it on his chest, just above the little red bean. Li Luo wanted to break free, but Gao Liyue turned his hand and pressed her palm tightly.
"Gao, Gao Liyue..." Li Luo thought, he was going to act like a hooligan again, as if it was a habit to act like a hooligan after drinking.
Gao Liyue chuckled, but his voice was serious: "Li Luo, count, how many times does it beat in one minute?"
Li Luo seemed to understand. What he wanted her to feel was the beating heart under her palm. Her eyes were slightly red. Gao Li became more sincere for her and handed his heart into her hands. As for her, she was still there in the morning.
Crying for another man.
Li Luo felt that he was not worthy, so he took out his palm and turned his head sideways.
He sat up, held her in his arms, forced her head on his shoulder, and kissed her ear with his thin lips. He felt sorry for his little fool, and she threw herself into the past wholeheartedly, feeling
I'm sorry for him, but I forgot that the past is just for remembering.
He heard the conversation between Fang Feifan and Ou Shaojun in the bathroom.
Fang Feifan asked Ou Shaojun: "Shaojun, have you seen Li Luo after you have been back for three days?"
Ou Shaojun chuckled and asked, "Did Su Ho ask you to ask?"
"That's not true, I just thought that back then..."
"Fei Fei, I saw Luo Luo today. She was looking for me in the crowd, and then she burst into tears." When Ou Shaojun said this, his tone was calm.
When Gao Liyue heard this, he frowned. The little fool actually cried, and he cried so sadly. But for Ou Shaojun, this seemed to be normal, and it didn't seem to affect his emotions at all.
Gao Liyue felt sorry for Li Luo, but he felt very distressed in his heart. How could his little fool be made to cry by others! Not even her ex or his good friend.
Gao Liyue took out his cell phone, curled his lips and sent a message.
After Fang Feifan pondered for a moment, he asked: "You don't love her anymore?"
"It's not that I don't love you, Fei Fei. You dote on Su Ho so much. Do you ever get tired?" Ou Shaojun seemed to light a cigarette, and the sound of a lighter sounded. He continued: "Fei Fei, to be honest, I have feelings for Li Luo.
I hate it, because of her, I don’t dare to accept the next relationship, and I don’t even dare to be nice to any woman anymore. I’m afraid that one day they will become Li Luo and become unreasonable.”
"Extraordinary, when I saw Li Luo crying, I felt a sense of revenge." Ou Shaojun said, and smiled bitterly: "Li Luo, if I had known that this would happen, why didn't you cherish it in the first place? It's painful to lose it.
, cried, I’m sorry, it’s too late.”
"Extraordinary, that's how I felt at the time."
Ou Shaojun said this harshly, as if after saying it, all his anger was vented, and he felt comfortable and relieved. Gao Liyue smiled bitterly, Shaojun, you are cruel in every word, but why is there pain in your tone?
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However, Ou Shaojun never wants to get close to his Li Lu!