Luo Xichen turned around in a good mood, tilted her head, revealing the beautiful white wolf tooth earrings on her left ear, and smiled evilly: "Yes, I am quite dangerous, I have already gotten into my car, and now I realize that I will not
It will be too late."
She was obviously worried about him, but he took the opportunity to tease her!
Su Wanqing was angry, her cheeks puffed up cutely, her peach-like red lips slightly pursed, and she snorted softly.
When Luo Xichen saw this, he slapped the steering wheel and laughed without any image, and his exquisite facial features became even more profound.
"You, you are really interesting, hahaha."
Su Wanqing felt a little embarrassed, and her face felt hot. She turned her head, opened the car window, let the refreshing night breeze blow through her slightly warm cheeks, and looked at the night scene of the street that continued to recede.
Unconsciously, my thoughts drifted back to the year when we first met four years ago.
He has really changed a lot, becoming more arrogant, more dazzling, and more unscrupulous.
That year, the fairy tale was over. His heart had already changed seasons, but she still stayed in the ignorant night of Night Angel.
Memories are always melancholy.
The distance of one thousand meters was too close, so close that she couldn't even say a few words to him. Su Wanqing got out of the car, smiled and waved to Luo Xichen.
He just held the steering wheel and didn't even get out of the car to see her off. He gave her an OK gesture, but his ice-blue eyes were so gentle, as if they were shining with a thousand kinds of glazed light.
Just as she was about to say goodbye, Su Wanqing seemed to remember something, turned her head again, ran over in a few steps, and stretched her arm through the wide open window of the driver's car.
The platinum blue diamond cross pendant that had been with her for many years fell steadily on Luo Xichen's reclining chest, and its faint light blue luster complemented his slightly exposed fair skin.
"I'll give this back to you. It's too valuable. I've kept it for you long enough."
Luo Xichen's icy blue eyes narrowed slightly and followed Su Wanqing's leaving back for a long, long time.
He picked up the chain of the platinum blue diamond cross pendant, raised it in the air, and brought it to the tip of his nose. Her warm body temperature and refreshing sweetness were still lingering on it.
Immediately afterwards, a deep laugh came from her proud and dazzling thin lips. The laughter became louder and louder. Luo Xichen seemed to be going crazy. She laughed so hard that her stomach hurt and she couldn't help but bend down.
When you turn on your widescreen phone, the screen saver setting is an elegant sketch. At the corner of a dark staircase, there is a window, looking through the gentle trees in the dark night.
A young man imprisoned a young girl between his chest and arms, lowered his head and kissed her gently, his expression extremely gentle and caring.
Luo Xichen studied sketching for four years, and this was his most satisfying work, so he simply took a photo of it as a screen saver on his mobile phone.
His icy blue eyes stared at the painting, like gentle ripples of water, and the corners of his lips curled up unconsciously. In this quiet and beautiful moment, his phone suddenly vibrated.
The smile on Luo Xichen's face quickly froze like a magic trick and disappeared without a trace. When he answered the phone, even his voice dropped: "Chris, what's wrong?"
The voice on the other end of the phone was very anxious: "Andrew, something happened, we were ambushed, those bastards from the Dawson Chamber of Commerce have been hiding in the periphery for a long time!"
Luo Xichen's face shone with awe-inspiring heroic spirit, his eyes were as sharp as a falcon, and his voice was filled with the power of a tyrant who dominated the world. They were definitely two extremes from when he was teasing Su Wanqing.