The demon girl's breathing was stagnant, and her toes were a little stiff.
Qu Luo had no intention of letting her go. He put his fingers on her ankles and rubbed them slowly with thin calluses. The unexplainable numbing feeling was easily visible...
"Let's do it, huh?" Qu Luo's aura was obviously messed up, and a unique evil aura infected his eyebrows, with a bit of cruelty and indescribable seductiveness.
The demon girl looked at him. The man lying on top of her had beautiful black and white eyes.
It's really hard to imagine that someone could be so confident when saying something like this.
No wonder everyone in the capital is talking about how unruly Mr. Luo is.
He is like a gust of wind that will not stay for anyone.
Will give you enough enthusiasm or tenderness.
But once he wants to leave, no matter what you do, there is no way to keep him...
Such a man is destined to make people heartbroken...
Therefore, it is really hard to imagine that when he was holding her like a large dog, rubbing and coquettishly on her body, the demon girl always felt that such Qu Luo was incredibly cute.
Just like that evil and mature child when he was a child, the occasional show of weakness will make his heart feel extremely soft...
The demon girl put her hand on Qu Luo's head and rubbed it gently, feeling the softness of the black hair, with a slight smile on her lips.
When Qu Luo looked at her appearance, he was stunned. The kiss also stopped, and his breathing became heavier and heavier, as if he was out of control and on the verge of breaking out.
There was a roaring pain in that place, but he just wanted to hold her and kiss the corners of her mouth and eyes.
It was a feeling that he had never experienced before. The warmth that spread from the bottom of his heart removed the evil spirit in his pupils, making him look more profound.
Thin lips fall on the corner of the mouth. That kind of kiss makes you feel very comfortable, as if you are holding it in your hand like a treasure.
The two of them didn't make it to the end.
There was an indescribable feeling in the demon girl's heart.
She rejected Qu Luo in the first place because she didn't want to see her teenage relationship deteriorate.
Because once you are too intimate, you will be unable to help but want more, and you will start to care, be suspicious, and worry about gains and losses. The closer you are, the more dangerous it is.
She knew that Qu Luo was really interested in her.
But I'm just interested.
Probably because she always knew that Qu Luo's interest would not last long...
If a person waits too long, he will be trapped in the same place, and trust will become weak and weak.
Surprisingly, this time she actually felt a bit lingering. Perhaps, she should really forget all those things in the past and try to trust Qu Luo for once...
When she woke up the next day, Qu Luo's people were gone, and there was a slight chill on the quilt. It wasn't until Ah Zi came in with a pot of autumn chrysanthemums that the devil remembered that it seemed that autumn had already begun.
Qu Luo seemed to be very busy recently. He no longer came to report every day as before. Even if he came occasionally, he would look at her with an unreadable look in his eyes.
The Demon Girl thought he had a stomachache again, so she reached out and poured him a glass of hot water: "Very tired?"
Qu Luo shook his head, took the hot water and didn't drink it. Instead, he paused suddenly and looked straight at the bridge not far away with his narrow eyes.
The demon girl looked at his thoughtful look and subconsciously followed his line of sight.
There was a woman standing there. The maid behind her was holding an umbrella for her. Her face could not be seen clearly. She could only vaguely see that she was wearing a fiery long dress. Her black hair was untied and scattered in front of her body.
An anklet of the same color was tied around her ankle. The anklet was made of red gravels. It was transparent and flawless, but the red was dazzling.
The first thing the witch saw was the anklet.
Because a long, long time ago, she had an identical one...
The demon girl couldn't help but turn her head and look at Qu Luo.
His eyes were still on the woman.
"Do you feel that she is a bit similar to you?" Qu Luo laughed, evil spirit overflowing from the corners of his mouth.
The demon girl curled her thin lips and said, "Someone you know?"
"Yes, the youngest daughter of the Wei family." Qu Luo tilted his head, playing with the metal cigarette case with his slender fingers, and smiled in a low voice: "We met at the wine table."
The demon girl understood the meaning of the two words "wine table", which was nothing more than continuing to climb up.
In the past few years, the Qu family has reached its peak, and there will definitely be countless people trying to get there...
The demon girl smiled and said nothing.
Whoosh!
The cigarette box was opened, Qu Luo took out a cigarette from it, held it on his finger, and said in a deep voice, "I seem to have seen you in the past."
The demon girl was stunned and smiled: "Really..."
In fact, they do have a bit of a resemblance, probably because the clothes they wear are eye-catchingly red, and even the unruly look in their eyes is very similar to that of myself back then.
It's just that her unruliness looks softer, the kind of strong-willed and soft-willed one that attracts men.
And I am too fierce, so I hurt many people...
The woman seemed to glance this way, and then walked straight over without saying hello to Qu Luo.
The demon girl glanced at Qu Luo again.
He had already lit the cigarette, placed it between his lips, and raised the corners of his mouth with a half-smile, looking very interested...
"Sell your paintings." Qu Luo spoke with a strong scent of smoke, which made it look like there was a layer of mist between them, making it impossible to see what was hidden in his narrow eyes.
The Demon Girl held up the scroll and the two of them sat side by side until dusk.
That day Qu Luo did not accompany the Demon Mother back as before. The boy at home came to look for him, saying that the Qu family was going to entertain the ministers below and he needed to go back and take charge.
Qu Luo replied calmly: "I know." Then he followed the boy and got into the carriage.
In the next few days, he was nowhere to be seen.
Although the Demon Lady didn't say anything, she always left some millet porridge for him to warm his stomach during dinner.
It's just that Qu Luo is nowhere to be seen, and even Yan'er can't help it. He wanted to send messages to Qu's house several times, but Uncle Liao pulled him back. His daughter didn't want to think about it, so rashly.
If you go to Qufu if you lose, it will bring great loss to the young lady.
The demon girl smiled and shook her head, and was busy painting her own paintings. Autumn is here, and in a few days it will be winter. There are not many cotton-padded clothes in the house. I will have to buy new ones by then. This is another big problem.
Pen of silver.
Counting all the bits and pieces together, judging from the money earned now, it is definitely not enough.
She had to make plans for the future.
My shoulders always hurt when I was painting. Seeing the pile of tonics piled up in the house, the demon girl couldn't help but smile. In the past, she always thought that he didn't care about people and his personality was so elusive.
It’s not an exaggeration to say that I just go my own way.
I didn't expect that when he grew up, that stinky little boy would be able to take care of others so tenderly...