A gust of cold wind blew in the woods, the heat in his body was still stirring, the fox tail on Gu Jing's body swayed up and down faster, the furry ears on his head stood outward as if they were stimulated, and the purple of his eyes became deeper and deeper. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

He could only be glad that there were some dense trees growing on the side of the road in the mall they were in, and he could cover some of them, otherwise they would really be exposed.

Inhale deeply and exhale shallowly.

Gu Jing used his internal force to slowly suppress the restless heat, wondering why the heat that could have been controlled suddenly went out of control.

When the two came out of the mall, it was about half past eight, and there were still cars and people coming and going on the side of the street.

The autumn evening breeze was a little cold, and she touched her arm, hoping to rub some heat.

Mu Zhitao glanced at the dark woods not far behind him, thinking about why Gu Jing suddenly walked in, and inadvertently saw a man smoking under the street lamp in the distance.

Seeing that he was discovered, the man did not dodge, and raised his hand generously and waved his hand at her in a friendly manner, Mu Zhitao was stunned for a moment, but still smiled and nodded in reply.

This man is quite familiar, but she doesn't know him.

Mu Zhitao turned her head to look at the passers-by coming and going in the shopping mall opposite, she felt that she would have a sense of satisfaction and freshness when she sat quietly and looked at the pedestrians on the road and the buildings.

Just when Mu Zhitao could see his mind, an unfamiliar bass voice came from overhead: "Hi." ”

Mu Zhitao raised his head in surprise, and saw that it was the man under the street lamp, and he was a little drumming in his heart, but he smiled very calmly on the surface: "Hello." ”

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon! Mu Zhitao sounded an alarm bell in his heart, and he looked at the man's gaze with some scrutiny.

But I was a little stunned to see the man's model. This man is very beautiful, and it is really not an exaggeration to say that his facial features are more delicate than a woman's.

The most memorable thing about him is not his appearance, but the red flower in the corner of his left eye, with a bewitching posture, I don't know if it's tattooed or what, it's realistic and natural, this flower will show a different look with the expression on the man's face, it's beautiful.

But Kinomo didn't like the thick smell of smoke on his body.

At this time, the man smiled at Mu Zhitao and said friendly, "Do you have a tissue?" My hand was bleeding accidentally. As he spoke, he spread out his injured palm and let Mu Zhitao see where he was injured.

A slender wound on the palm of his hand that is not deep or shallow, blood is oozing out, Mu Zhitao looked at the wound a little strangely, and wondered in his heart that the wound did not look like it was cut with a knife, but he was looking for a tissue in his bag for the man.

"Now." Mu Zhitao found the tissue from the bag, and then looked up and handed it to the man, the man took a deep breath of the unburned cigarette in his hand and threw it on the ground at will, and the cigarette in his mouth slowly spit out, and it was blown away or passed through Mu Zhitao's nose.

Mu Zhimo smelled the uncomfortable smell of smoke, frowned, and watched as the man took the tissue with his injured hand, took out a tissue and wiped it on the wound.

She saw that her pack of tissues had blood accidentally rubbed by the man, and without saying anything, she took out her mobile phone and planned to call Gu Jing and ask him when he would come back.

Just when Mu Zhitao called Gu Jing's phone, his own pack of tissues and the man's hand appeared in his sight.

"Here you go, thank you." The man smiled and put the tissue in front of Mu Zhitao, and left, leaving behind the cigarette butts that were thrown on the ground and the air that lingered with the smell of smoke.

Mu Zhitao raised his eyebrows and looked at the back of the man leaving, and the mobile phone in his ear vibrated in his hand and was connected.

"Hello? Peach? Gu Jing's voice penetrated Mu Zhitao's ears from the microphone of the mobile phone.

Mu Zhitao heard a hint of weakness in Gu Jing's tone, thought of the spicy pot he had just eaten, and asked while putting the paper towel in his hand into his bag, "Are you okay?" ”

"I'm fine." Gu Jing said, walking out of the forest at a faster pace, just looking at Mu Zhitao who turned his head.

The two put down their phones and hung up.

Mu Zhitao bent down and lifted the bag next to him, and when he straightened up, Gu Jing had already walked to her, and he naturally took the bag in Mu Zhitao's hand and put it in his hand.

"Let's go." Gu Jing walked past Mu Zhitao with a good thing, suddenly stopped, turned his head to look at Mu Zhitao, and asked, "Why do you smell of smoke on your body?" "There's also a strange smell.

Smell of smoke?

Mu Zhitao himself was stunned for a moment, remembering the cigarette that the man spit out beside him just now, and explained: "It's nothing, a smoker passed by me when he was smoking just now, and he had some smoke smell on his body." ”

"Well, it's fine." Gu Jing nodded and continued to walk forward.

Mu Zhitao didn't doubt him, so he followed Gu Jing on the street.

Just ten minutes after the two of them left, a beautiful figure appeared in the shadows under the street lamp that the man leaned on.

The woman stepped on her high heels and walked out of the darkness that the street lamp did not shine, and looked around thoughtfully, her cold gaze stopped when she saw the stone bench where Mu Zhimo was sitting before.

Facing this woman with long black hair and a cold expression, passers-by frequently turned back.

As if she didn't feel the sight around her, the woman walked straight to the stone bench, and she couldn't feel the slightest residual warmth on the stone bench, and the woman's face completely darkened.

This sin fox actually used the heavy smell of smoke to cover his own breath, and even passed the breath to others through blood! OK...... But don't let her catch it.

Guan Ling smiled coldly, turned around and left without looking back.