chapter012 Accidentally Came to Steal a Color.
chapter012 Accidentally Came to Steal a Color.
I don't know how much I was heard, Song Jiu's cheeks instantly turned red, and he glanced at it secretly.
There was no specific expression on his face, but there was still a slight surprise in his extremely cold gaze, which passed in an instant.
"I ......" I just meant to be fun, nothing else.
Before Song Jiu could say it, Luo Qi pulled her away with a spirit.
The escape is skillful and nimble like a repeat offender.
After a moment of silence, Bi Chu curled the corners of his lips and sneered.
***
In the booth, Luo Qi picked up the transparent cup on the table and eagerly drank the juice, and then took a breath: "I was really scared to death just now, I walked silently, like hell." ā
"Shoot when it's time to shoot, and run away if you can't afford it, especially if you have a huge disparity in power." Luo Qi continued, "Remember what I told you, you must stay away from this big devil. ā
Song Jiu's head was blank, his eyebrows were lowered, and his emotions were obvious.
Luo Qi waved his hand in front of her, "What's wrong with you, the devil is stunned?" ā
"I, how can I redeem my image," Song Jiu sniffed, "He must have thought that I was a big pervert who coveted his beauty to the point of going crazy." ā
Luo Qi: "...... Do you have an image of this thing? ā
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At this time, the lights in the arena suddenly turned, and pillars of light converged to the center of the stage.
On the stage, a man in a black leather jacket has a straight shoulder, tall and thin, with an exaggerated trivial decoration, and his black hair is pulled back to become a pineapple head.
He hugged the electric guitar and slowly turned around.
The obsidian-colored mask is adorned with silvery-white highlights, revealing only one chin. The neck line is clear and smooth, and the Adam's apple rolls and glows.
Song Jiu's ability to discover beauty has reached a new point of understanding.
It turns out that for a person wearing a mask, a person who can't see his face clearly, it can also be said that he is a godface.
The fans below waved cheering sticks and KT boards and shouted feverishly, "Kitano! Kitano! Kitano! ā¦ā¦ā
Song Jiu was afraid that he had misheard, so he glanced at the source of the lamp, and the word "Beiye" was written on it with various colored highlighters.
"Oh, it's not night, it's Kitano." Song Jiu had an epiphany and said to Luo Qi, "You are mistaken, your Oiran is called Kitano, a very wild name." ā
"It doesn't matter, I just like it." Luo Qi jumped off the bar stool and moved closer to the crowd.
"But, people wear masks, how do you know......" Song Jiu seemed to suddenly understand something, "You lied to me!" What else did you say about killing countless entertainment industry wall heads. ā
Luo Qi laughed: "No, it may be an exaggeration, but don't you feel the beauty when you look at the superior jawline and feel the smoky and gloomy singing?" Haven't you been impressed! ā
Song Jiu felt that what she said seemed to make sense, so he looked at the stage seriously.
On stage, singer Kitano held an electric guitar, his knuckles were slender and bony, and his eyes were plucking the strings, relaxed and familiar.
In the collision of electronic music with blurred texture, with an ethereal and clean singing voice, it is smooth and arrogant.
The eyes are narrow and long, revealing a bit of laziness and ruffianism, the chin is slightly raised, and the juvenile atmosphere is unscrupulous.
It can be seen that it is a very heroic appearance, with wide shoulders and narrow waist, and the ordinary and exaggerated clothing is lined out with the most comfortable style, even if it is on the side, it always seems to have a bit of a temperament that people can't take their eyes off.
Indeed, he is the kind of person who shines wherever he goes.
It was a retro and arrogant song, but after he slowed down the tempo, it was a little more somber and mature.
[I'm too low-key, and the world is too lonely, right? ć
[I am too high-profile, and I offend your noble dogma. ć
The words are neat, like the thorny vines in the desert growing savagely, and everything is full of flowers in an instant.
"You don't think he feels very familiar," Song Jiu frowned slightly, "It's like you've seen it somewhere." ā
"I think I think so too."
Luo Qi said as he picked up his mobile phone and picked a few suitable angles to take pictures.
The bizarre light fell on him, even if it was a casual photo, it was very textured.
The climax ended, and when it was almost over at the end, someone at the bottom squeezed directly to deliver something.
At one point, the scene became crowded, and it was easy to cause a stampede.
Luo Qi also wanted to go up to join in the fun, but Song Jiu stopped her, "It's too dangerous, let's go back." ā
It's a little different from other people's euphoria, she even feels bored and sleepy, and that's it, nothing good to hear.
Luo Qi's eyes glimpsed straight at the people on the stage, who coldly refused all the warm gifts, and then went backstage.
"Hurry up, our chance has come!"
"Huh? What the? ā
In the end, Luo Qi pulled Song Jiu to the backstage.
This man's skill in some aspects is really admirable, so he bends his waist along the wall, bows his head, and blends in with the crowd to easily get in.
"I have a bad feeling, let's go back."
"No, we can't give up halfway," Luo Qi exhaled, "I said that I came to take you to appreciate the beauty today, how can it be counted while wearing a mask, you must wait for him to take off the mask." ā
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"Aren't you curious, what does Oiran look like?"
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Luo Qi set up the mobile phone holder, adjusted the angle, and hid behind the door to get ready to go.
Inside, the sound of shredding sounded, like the sound of sorting clothes and footsteps.
The door was hidden, leaving a gap, and the two men slowly poked their heads out to look.
What the eye touches is a broad-shouldered back, naked upper body, cold white complexion, and the lines of the muscles hidden in the loosely tied belt.
Luo Qi's mobile phone is constantly capturing.
He held the transparent cup and drank it with his head up, and when he turned sideways, the bulging Adam's apple was particularly sexy.
"It's going to turn around, it's going to turn around!" Luo Qi whispered excitedly.
Song Jiugang wanted to tell Luo Qi that she was going back.
At the moment when the man completely turned around to reveal Lushan's true face, the two of them were stunned at the same time.
Meanwhile.
[You are not only an idol singer, but you are not just a bad legend. Youth will destroy you for ......]
Dramatically, a familiar ringtone of a cell phone rang at an inopportune time.
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There was no time to react too much, and the footsteps were already approaching.
"Who?"
Bi Chu, who noticed the abnormality, walked out, paused for a few seconds after seeing the comer, and raised his eyebrows.
After fleeing up and down in a hurry, Luo Qi was already so familiar with it that he didn't know where to run.
Song Jiu didn't have time to clean up, and he was still stunned and shrunk his head to hide, occupying the entire crime scene without knowing it.
Looking down and catching a glimpse of the other party's pair of green lacquer-spotted men's leather shoes, she subconsciously raised her hand and dragged it around her body, but she grabbed it empty.
She looked blankly at the place where Luo Qi was in the memory perception - empty.
When did that guy run away!
It's obvious that she caused such trouble, but now she doesn't see anyone!
He is so good at escaping that he must be a repeat offender. Song seems to have forgotten her current situation, and is still secretly complaining.
When you notice that the atmosphere is not quite right, you slowly raise your head.
Bi Chu didn't forget to put on a shirt when he came out just now, but he didn't have time to fasten the buttons, and at this moment he was draped so wide and wide at will, revealing his muscular chest looming at will, as well as his abdominal muscles. Cold asceticism and seductive, or more like blatant seduction.
"Brother Acchu, what's the situation?"
A few buddies came out of the cubicle, and saw Song Jiu covering his face with his palms spread out, his fingers as tightly closed as possible, and then tried to turn around.
He saw the nameplate on Song Jiu's clothes, which was the emblem of a middle school.
"You're an alumnus." The guy turned to Bi Chu and said.
"Hmm." Bi Chu glanced at it without any emotion, and his tone was very light, "Didn't you say that you should go back early?" ā
The latter sentence was said to Song Jiu.
She felt the need to explain the situation, "IāI just got lost and accidentally came here." ā
"Oh," Bi Chu buttoned the button slowly, his expression calm, "So too, accidentally came to rob someone?" ā
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In the end, of course, this farce also ended with Song Jiu turning around and running away.
She swore that she would go back and kill Luo Qi!!
***
"Song Jiu, what's the matter with you! If it weren't for Xiao Xie to help you go out to find you, wouldn't you be back," Song Muda couldn't stop when she opened her mouth, "Tell me yourself, how late is this, do you still have a little bit of consciousness as a high school junior?" You don't answer the phone call, so it's not worry-free! ā
āā¦ā¦ The phone is out of battery. "The phone is indeed dead, she is not lying, and she is not weak.
"Tell me! Tell me for yourself! Where the hell have you been? ā
Before Song Jiu had time to consider the words, Xie Futian replied first: "I made an appointment to help Ah Jiu tutor math at Starbucks, I forgot it, and then she waited there, sorry, let my aunt worry." ā
"Then why don't you go to your house?"
Song Jiu: "I ......"
Xie Futian: "Ah Jiu, she is afraid of Gege, so I set the tutoring location outside." ā
Gege is a white kitten in Xie Futian's house.
It's true that Song Jiu is afraid of cats, she was scratched by cats when she was a child, and the shadow of her childhood has always been.
It's just that I didn't expect Xie Futian to be so good at helping her hide and excuse her. Song Jiu paused and turned his head to look at him in disbelief.
She clearly remembered that when she ran to the door of the bar and bumped into Xie Futian, he was still very angry.
didn't give her a chance to explain, just grabbed her hand, with a little deterrence in her dark pupils, and said coldly: "Go home." ā
At that time, Song Jiu was still a little trembling by him.
The night breeze is cool, and the aisles of the community are lit up by tens of thousands of homes.
Song Jiu sent Xie Fu downstairs and said to him, "Thank you." ā
Xie Futian was silent for a moment, half-narrowing his gaze, "You wouldn't have said thank you to me before." ā
"Yes," Song Jiu tugged at the corners of his lips, "It seems that I wasn't very polite before." ā
"Ah Jiu."
"Well, what's wrong."
Xie Fu leaned into her gaze, and the next second, he opened his eyes, "It's nothing." ā
Having said that, Song Jiu seemed to feel something different, and from the young man's smiling eyes, there seemed to be something undersurging in them, and finally it precipitated deeply and shallowly.
Song Jiu lowered his eyelids and shrunk.
began to recall everything about Xie Futian.
He was two years older than her and went to college in the city. At the beginning, I didn't know why, but I had to disobey my parents' wishes and fill in a college in the city.
Because of the proximity to home, he basically lives at home more.
Song Jiu began to think about the relationship between them, they grew up together, and it was more fun than peace.
Song Jiu unconsciously held his breath, his body was stunned, and a strange word suddenly appeared in his mind: childhood sweetheart.