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Su Qiao had rain sliding down her cheeks, she was holding a bag with a jacket in her left hand, the whole person was covered under a black umbrella, and her other hand was held by a man, she was not used to being so intimate with him, as soon as her wrist moved, she heard him say: "The rain is so heavy, if you move again, we will both get wet." ”

Despite the poor light at night, Su Qiao noticed that the left shoulder of his suit was wet from the rain.

In her trance, Lu Jingshen reached out and closed the passenger door.

"Let's go." He said.

Lu Jingshen's trousers were already soaked, and the uppers of his leather shoes were also full of water, Su Qiao no longer bothered with his right hand, and hid under the umbrella and walked towards the apartment building.

The rain was a bit heavy, and the wind swayed the branches and leaves on both sides of the boulevard.

Su Qiao was wearing a sweater cardigan tonight, with a shirt inside, and she was blown by the wind and rain at this time, and she only felt that the clothes were sticky to her body, which was very uncomfortable, and the cold wind came in through the gap in the sweater, and her arms had goosebumps.

Lu Jingshen noticed her strangeness: "Cold? ”

"It's fine."

An apartment building is just in front of her, and freezing for such a stretch of road is not unbearable for her.

After taking two more steps, Lu Jingshen suddenly let go of her.

He gave her the umbrella and took off his blazer and draped it over her.

The suit carried the smell of a man's body, wrapped around her slender shoulders, and immediately blocked the cold wind coming from all directions.

Su Qiao's face was a little red, and she turned her eyes to look at Lu Jingshen, who was wearing a white shirt, and his back was swept by the rain.

On a rainy December night, the chill was chillingnAd1(

At this moment, Su Qiao's heart was moved, and she couldn't help but say, "Aren't you cold?" ”

He replied, "Well, men have a stronger internal fire. ”

Su Qiao found that he was half in the rain, holding up the umbrella in his hand to cover him, the wind ruffled her hair, she couldn't spare her hand to pluck it, she could only squint her eyes to prevent the hair from blowing into her eyes, and the rain fell in the back of her neck, slowly sliding down her spine, soaking the collar of her shirt.

On the side of the road, a private car drove by.

Lu Jingshen pulled her over casually to prevent her from being splashed by the sewage splashed by the puddle of tire crushing.

Bumped into the metal buckle of the man's belt, Su Qiao's elbow hurt, and he couldn't hold the umbrella steadily, and the next moment, the handle of the umbrella was held by a big hand with distinct bones.

His palms are hot, and it may be true that the man has a strong inner fire, as he said.

Lu Jingshen's other hand was gently holding his waist.

"Go ahead, or you'll get wet."

Su Qiao said softly, wanting to pull his arm away, Lu Jingshen let go, but his body did not move, he brushed the hair on her lips, his deep eyes made Su Qiao's heart palpitate, and under her slightly evasive gaze, he leaned over and kissed her lips, mixed with the smell of rain.

The umbrella in his hand was tilted, unable to cover the bodies of the two.

Su Qiao's raised hand grabbed his shirt, but did not push him away forcefully.

She heard her own submission.

Women are always soft-hearted, perhaps because of what he said in the car, perhaps because of the blazer on his shoulders, or perhaps because he is no longer so afraid of him as a person.

His breath smelled of tobacco and alcohol, but she didn't feel disgusted, except for her heart racing, in the hot kissing, she only felt solid nAd2 (

The rain drenched each other's cheeks and necks.

Su Qiao was embarrassed, she barely opened her eyelashes, and what caught her eye was Lu Jingshen's handsome facial features.

He had withdrawn from her mouth.

Su Qiao's heart beat very, very fast, the two were close, she looked at the man's face, I don't know if it was a lighting problem or a rainy night, she only felt that his usual grim appearance was extraordinarily charming, which made her a little reluctant to look away.

Lu Jingshen had already straightened the umbrella above her head.

Su Qiao's expression showed shyness, and she was a little at a loss, because she didn't refuse just now, and his moderation made her whole person in a trance.

The rain is gradually subduing.

Su Qiao stepped on the air just now, entered a puddle, and her shoes were completely soaked.

Lu Jingshen also noticed this, he let go of her hand holding the handle of the umbrella, stopped her waist and picked her up.

Under the street lamp, a thin curtain of rain filled the air like a layer of mist, and also fell on the shoulders of his shirt.

Coldly taking off, Su Qiao was frightened and subconsciously hugged his neck.

He only said, "Pack your umbrella." ”

Su Qiao has never been hugged by a man like this, and her real feeling is not as beautiful as it is on TV, even if he hugs it very steadily, she is still a little weak in her heart, and her body is full of discomfort, and she whispered: "You let me down, it's already wet anyway, I can go by myself." ”

As she spoke, the umbrella in her hand was subconsciously shielding him from the rain.

Lu Jingshen didn't let anyone down, he walked to the apartment building, holding a woman of nearly 100 catties, and didn't seem to feel difficult.

The closer she got to the building, the more nervous Su Qiao became, afraid of running into her acquaintance nAd3 (

"You let me go." Su Qiao couldn't help but say again.

"Uncomfortable position?"

Lu Jingshen lowered his head and did not stop.

Su Qiao noticed his gaze falling on her, she blushed to the root of her ears, and wanted to say something, but she couldn't open her mouth after all, but she heard him say: "The first time I hugged someone like this, and when I became proficient in the future, I shouldn't be uncomfortable anymore." ”

"......" Su Qiao's face was hotter, and his fingers were clutching the back collar of his shirt.

Lu Jingshen hooked the corners of his mouth, seeing her embarrassment, he said, "Dye your hair back, this color is not suitable for you." ”

The topic changed too quickly, and Su Qiao didn't react for a while.

He also said: "You architects, the most common place to run is the construction site, who do you do your nails for?" Those big men who don't understand anything? ”

"I happened to pass by the nail shop that day, so I went in and did it." Su Qiao explained.

Lu Jing said in a deep sense: "Fortunately, your director is a man, otherwise," he said, and the topic changed again: "I heard that you and the designer who came in at the same time openly tore up, and you are not small." There was a sarcasm in his tone.

Su Qiao didn't feel relaxed when he heard him suddenly mention Hengfeng's matter, on the contrary, his heart sank when he played.

He knew this, and naturally he already knew the rumors about her and him in the company, as for who told him, Su Qian thought of Zhu Dequan, who was the head of the Lu family's father and son, and then thought about it, he didn't rule out other people, he fired the employee, and the means were vigorous and resolute, and there was no room for negotiation at all.

At this time, someone came out of the apartment building with an umbrella.

Su Qiao instinctively leaned into Lu Jingshen's arms, and the umbrella in his hand also leaned forward.

Lu Jingshen's neck was attached to the woman's head, he lowered his head slightly, his chin just touched her forehead, smelling the faint fragrance of gardenia in her hair, he hugged her arm tightly, and wanted to smile or not: "Timid like this, he looks like he was in the conference room at noon, standing there with his neck bent, for fear that others would not see something." ”

"......" Su Qiao is poor in words, and he also has the embarrassment that he sees through.

The occupant hurried past them, not even squinting.

Walking under the big locust tree in front of the apartment building, Lu Jingshen suddenly stopped, he looked at Su Qiao in his arms and said, "In the car just now, what I said was serious. ”

Su Qiao looked back at him, and the eyes of the two met.

The next second, she didn't start.

A light hum came out of his throat, which was a response.

Lu Jing smiled deeply, as if he guessed her awkwardness: "Don't believe what I said? ”

"You treat the women around you as sisters, I understand."

Lu Jingshen's smile deepened, there was a smell of a mature man, and after a slight pause, he spoke: "Is it that I didn't express it clearly enough, or do you understand it too much?" ”

Su Qiao didn't say anything.

"For Li Xun, I did have the idea of trying to date, but then-"

He didn't say any more.

Lu Jingshen knew that Su Qiao could understand what he meant.

"On the Li family's side, I will find time to make it clear, I have not had emotional experience in the past 30 years, even if I coax you to say that I have never loved other women, you will not believe it, right? I said I liked you, and it wasn't a casual joke, what I said that night in Youranju was just angry words. ”

Su Qiao whispered, "You let me down first." ”

"Won't escape?"

She nodded.

When his feet found the ground, Su Qiao heard his magnetic voice: "I don't dare to say that I love you so much that I can't extricate myself, saying that, I'm just lying to you, there are still decades in life, you are much younger than me, even if we are together, there are variables in this relationship, I don't want to swear to you now that we will grow old together, and in the future because of these promises, the only thing I can promise you is that no matter whether you can go to the end or not, when you are together, I will do my best to maintain this relationship." ”

Su Qiao's heart was surging, in the past, men courted her, and they were all good words, not like him, who told the possibility of breaking up before he started.

She was in a state of confusion, feeling like she was walking on the edge of a cliff, not knowing what to do.

"You really don't feel any feelings for me?" (