Chapter 062: I Like You
Han Jing said that chasing girls, we must brush up on our sense of existence.
One failure, and a second time.
The book kite's gaze flicked downward, and the sparse soot was a bit of an eyesore.
In the past, there were customers who would ask for a meal and just give you a ride on the way.
However, in view of the fact that the appearance is not up to par, they are basically refused.
is handsome, of course Ke Lan is not hypocritical, and pushes the book kite to the back seat.
Su Yan's gaze never left the book kite, scratched his delicately groomed hair, bent down to pick up the cigarette butt, and rubbed the cigarette ash on the ground with his foot before getting into the car.
Through the window, Ke Lan raised his eyebrows.
The car started, and dead leaves flew up.
Su Yan turned the steering wheel with one hand and glanced at the rearview mirror.
There was no communication along the way.
Got out of the car.
The book kite took something out of his sweatshirt pocket and handed it to him: "The fare." β
Su Yan took it, a Band-Aid.
There is no pattern, very single white.
Su Yan evoked a satisfied smile, and his shallow dimples rippled, adding a bit of evil charm, and he had to take inches: "Everything is delivered, you can be a good person to the end, help me paste it." β
She glanced at him: "It's the fare, not a good person." β
The implication is that it doesn't help!
Su Yan pursed her lips to hide her loss: "Then I'll go back and post it myself." β
She looked at him, paused, and her little white hands stretched out from her sleeves.
Spread it out in front of him and ticked: "Give it to me." β
Anyway, it's because she got hurt, so let's help!
"What." Unexpectedly, she suddenly changed her mind, Su Yan was a little excited, and put the band-aid on her hand, careful and cautious, not even daring to touch her palm.
The book kite tore both sides and slapped it at his palm: "Okay, no thanks." β
Ke Lan looked at the book kite with indifferent and ruthless eyes, and bit the corner of his lower lip.
She is always like this, she never takes the initiative to make friends, and she refuses to come over when she takes the initiative.
Ke Lan thanked him and turned to pick up the book kite that had disappeared into the night.
There was a thunder outside the window, and the white light reflected the interior, and Ke Lan ran to close the window.
The book kite holds two buckets of instant noodles and places them on the table.
I got up and poured two glasses of water, and the lightning flashed in, and the water spilled on my wrist.
She was displeased: "Sister Lan, the curtains are closed." β
"Just your hypocrisy, I still want to save some electricity?" Ke Lan smiled and teased her.
The book kite squatted on the chair, the instant noodles were not soaked, it was exactly the feeling she liked, and she took a bite.
"I'll pay you the electricity bill when you come back."
"Wait."
Ke Lan snorted twice, and squatted on the chair as if he was also dyed with a book kite.
The book kite wiped the grease stains on his mouth and lit a cigarette, and the smoke rose faintly and mixed with the smoke of the bubble noodles.
She narrowed her eyes, leaned back in her chair, and said casually, "Sister Lan, is there any sugar?" β
Ke Lan raised his eyebrows, not knowing why.
I wonder if she's wrong.
Isn't it normal to have smoke?
Ke Lan: "You think I'm Doraemon, everything. β
The book kite took a sip of soup, got off the chair, and went home: "I won't pay you the electricity bill, I will pay it myself." β
The tail note trembles slightly.
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Ke Lan tugged at the corners of his mouth, so many years of affection, because of a piece of sugar, capsized!
The boat of friendship is capsized!
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The silent room was full of lightning, and the book kite staggered and took out the medicine and swallowed it.
She collapsed loosely on the bed, her face was pale and frightening, and she was secretly relieved.
It's good to be back, otherwise Ke Lan knows and will worry about it again.
A few strands of soft hair swept across his face, and the book kite stared at the ceiling with a dark gaze.
After half an hour, the pinprick pain gradually disappeared, the tip of his forehead and nose was wet with sweat, and his fine hair stuck to his face.
Ten minutes later, the book kite went to the living room with heavy steps and picked up the mobile phone that had fallen to the ground.
After drinking two full glasses of water, my hoarse voice was slightly better.
The doorbell rang manically, and at first glance it was Ke Lan's style.
Could it be that she could see it, and Shuyuan's heart tightened.
She tidied up and went to open the door.
Outside the door is Yun Mo.
Dressed in a police uniform, there are dots of water standing on the brim of his hat.
The dark eyes were faintly gloomy, and there was a hint of anxiety in the eyebrows.
The little face of the book kite flashed under the thunder, and the whole person blocked the door, with an alienated tone: "What's the matter, something?" β
Yun Mo's cool gaze fell on her face, and he stretched out his hand to block the door: "If there's something, go in and say." β
The ink-soaked eyes were hot and sharp, as if they wanted to see her through the inside out.
The book kite covered her mouth and yawned: "Let's talk about it tomorrow!" I'm sleepy. β
"Bear with it if you're sleepy."
The book kite still propped his hand on the door, turned his gaze, his side face was delicate, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and his tone was a little insistent: "I'm really sleepy, I can't bear it, I have something to put tomorrow!" β
In the middle of the night, lonely men and widows!
Besides, people still have fiancΓ©es, which is not good.
Yun Mo didn't pay attention to her words, she deliberately distanced him and he could feel it, but there were some things that had to be explained clearly.
If he puts down the case today, it will be impossible for him to return in vain.
Yun Mo took advantage of her inattention, pulled away her hand blocking the door and squeezed into the house.
Suddenly, her wrist was grabbed, and the book kite was knocked back again and again by the force of pushing the door, Yun Mo took the opportunity to use his strength to gently press her against the cold wall, and imprisoned her hands with one hand.
The book kite twisted his body and struggled, but the difference in strength between men and women was too great and he had no resistance.
Yun Mo's whole person was pressed down, and the crisp breath after the rain came to his face, he hooked her chin, looked at each other, and said word by word: "Shu Kite, don't mess with me, Manru is the relative of the older generation in the family, I don't like her, and I won't marry her."
The book kite tried to break free, but was trapped tighter: "I didn't mess with you, you let go of me first." β
Yun Mo slowly leaned down, looked at her at eye level, and smiled: "Didn't make trouble?" Then you won't answer the phone, and you won't open the door. β
The waist was pressed against the wall, very uncomfortable, and the book kite stiffened his head and pulled a little lie: "I fell asleep." β
He smiled deeply, his eyes were deep and seductive, and he didn't intend to demolish her,
Yun Mo's fingertips rubbed back and forth on her chin, and her Adam's apple slid up and down: "I don't like Manru, I have someone I like, she is very stupid and stupid, and she is in my arms now." β
The book kite was stunned for a long time, stunned in place, crimson surging up his cheeks, and red dripping blood from his ears.
The little eyes sparkled with disbelief.
"Got it? Book Kite, I like you. The man's voice was clear and crisp, piercing the night sky and reaching her ears.
The book kite's back stiffened, and even the movement of the struggle in his hand stopped instantly.
Her heart wanted to break through the confinement and burst out, and she almost trembled and spoke: "Yun Mo, don't like me." β
He can like anyone, but she can't.
He laughed and wrapped her messy hair behind her ears, "It's late." β
It's getting late!
The book kite looked at him with a deep gaze: "But I won't like you." β