Chapter 64: Love is Metaphysics
Ying Feifei said and slowly moved towards the parking lot, looked at the cold blood, and smiled: "Mr. Leng, please help me send Huahua back!" ”
She moved as she spoke, her eyes inadvertently glanced at Lin Weiwei, and when she saw that the other party's eyes were cold, she raised her eyebrows with a smile, the corners of her mouth flashed with ridicule, and her eyes were defiant.
"Guys, I'll go first!" Ying Feifei smiled and dropped a sentence, turned around and walked quickly to the parking lot.
Mo Liangyu stared at her back and rolled her eyes angrily.
Seeing this, Lin retracted his gaze slightly, and Lianbu stood in front of Leng Xue, "Since this is the case, then you can drive Miss Pan back first, and Xiao Yu and I will take a taxi back." ”
These words are not only recognizable, but also cleverly sell personal favors.
Mo Liangyu stood behind her and didn't speak, his throat was a little itchy when he was addicted to smoking, he turned to the side, took out his cigarette case and lit a cigarette, took a few big puffs, spit out a faint melancholy, and volatilized in the air dimly. :
He looked at it a little stunned, the white mist that drifted away, just like his mood at the moment, was foggy with cold frost, but he couldn't find an outlet for catharsis.
Brother Gongzi's brothers and friends all understand, she likes Lin Weiwei.
But he also knew that Lin Weiwei only had cold blood in his heart.
This may be what everyone in the world says - the metaphysics of love!
But in his opinion, it's all nonsense, love is domineering and hurtful, and there is no reason!
At this time, Lin Weiwei's elegant attitude didn't have time to last for a second, and the cold-blooded words blurted out shattered all her illusions, "Don't bother, Zhuo Han has arrived, let Xiao Yu send you back!" ”
After speaking, she was handsome and arrogant, nodded and then hugged Pan Hua and walked to the intersection of the street.
Lin Weiwei's expression was stiff and sluggish behind her, and the backs of the pair who left together were dazzling.
It was as if she heard the sound of her heart breaking, and her heart ached.
A burst of smoke gently drifted into his nose, Mo Liangyu put one hand in his pocket, and the other hand hung down on his side holding the cigarette butt, "Don't look at it, everyone is gone!" ”
Ling glanced at him in a slight trance, and only after half a sound did he smile bitterly and said sullenly: "Xiao Yu, my performance today is very poor, right?" ”
"It's not bad!" Mo Liangyu took a puff of cigarette, "If it's more obvious, it is estimated that Brother Leng will find out your thoughts!" ”
In fact, he always felt that Brother Leng probably had insight into Lin Weiwei's thoughts, but he didn't pierce the embarrassing layer of window paper.
Lin stared at him with a slightly desolate gaze, was silent for a few seconds, and shook his head self-deprecatingly, "I was just too surprised, and I will ...... in the future." It won't be like this! ”
At least, it won't leak too much in front of Pan Hua!
……
After getting into the car, Pan Hua sat down and looked at the man beside him, the halo pouring in from the street lamp poured in, and a layer of clear light was plated on his cheeks, "You notified Zhuo Han in advance?" ”
Pan Hua, who was clear-minded, guessed the cold-blooded move after a little thought.
Otherwise, Mo Liangyu wouldn't have asked him with an embarrassed face just now, obviously when they came, they only drove a car.
"Hmm."
The man replied gently, very naturally holding her hand and rubbing it, while the car was driving, the flickering street lights reflected on each other, his eyes were dark, and there was a shallow light light under his eyes, "What do you want to ask me?" ”
Pan Huawan smiled and shook her head obediently, "No! ”
"Are you sure you really don't?" The man's vague smile floated on his lips, in fact, he had already done an explanation of Lin Weiwei's origin, he held her plain hand slightly, his thick eyebrows raised lightly, and his handsome cheeks flashed a little playfulness.
Pan Hua withdrew her gaze from his handsome face, her gaze fell on the palms of each other's clasps, and she scratched his joints, "Are you worried that I'm jealous, or do you think I'll misunderstand something?" ”