Chapter 213: Six: Scientists' Lies-5
"You've changed a lot, too." I replied.
It's getting more annoying.
Angel put the goblet to her lips and pressed her lower lip to the rim, but she didn't mean to drink.
The atmosphere was a bit awkward.
I combed through what was happening, and a terrible guess crossed my mind, "What does Van Yesh want to do?" β
As if she had been poked in the heart, Angel lowered her eyebrows and put down her wine glass, "He wants to go back." β
"Go back? Back to the Winter Tomb Star? β
"Hmm."
Sure enough, it was exactly as I guessed.
"What's going on?"
If we can know how to get back, then the rest of the planet can also travel to the alien planet.
"You know." His eyes seemed evasive.
ββ¦β¦β
I took a serious look into his eyes.
Eyes that are brighter than the stars, clearer than the springs.
He didn't lie to me. He was just hiding something.
Scold.
I poured the fragrant wine into my mouth, "You weren't the one who vouched for me?" β
"I don't have that much ability," he smiled wryly, "I'm just a singer." β
"Even if I can't get out of here today, I'll be there sooner or later."
"I know."
"And even if I'm forced to stay here, even if I'm interested in Van Yesh's project, that doesn't mean I'm going to cooperate."
"I know."
"Then why fraudulently claim my ticket? Why do you want to ...... in my suitcase?" I said, growing agitated.
"I didn't do that." Angel furrowed her eyebrows in pain, "When I knew it, you were already at the airport. β
I took a deep breath and regained my composure.
It really shouldn't be so hysterical.
"I'm not in the same league as them." He seemed to be begging for my forgiveness.
I avoided his gaze and took another big sip of wine.
A gentle warmth grows in the belly.
I suddenly wanted to make a vicious pact with the devil.
"Angel, you're not in the same league as them......" I pinched my voice out of false tenderness, "what about you and me?" β
"Kang Rong ......" Angel reached to my ear, and her big hand almost touched my face, but it stopped in the air.
His bright eyes seemed to pass through a meteor shower, and it was clear that it was extinguished.
"We're not in a group, Kang Rong," Angel leaned closer, "we're not a community of interests. β
"Well," I smiled nonchalantly, not the slightest bit disappointed, "that is, I haven't been able to leave here lately." β
"I'll help you with whatever you want." His face drew closer, "We're not in this group...... I don't want to be your partner bound to interests, I want to be your ......"
I leaned forward and pecked him lightly on the lips.
"Get me out of here." I put my hands around his neck, "You can go anywhere." Is that possible? β
"You hate it so much?"
I nodded my head repeatedly, "This city is not saved." β
"You're going with me wherever you go?" He asked, uncertain.
"......" I think too much.
"Let's go to Fiji." Angel said softly, "The sea there is also beautiful. β
"......," I had a little headache, "I still have a job, and I'm not going on a trip with you." β
And...... Fiji?
"Work work work and you know work." He pursed his lips coquettishly, "Look at you, the dark circles under your eyes are so deep." And your beard......"
"What's wrong with the beard?" I deliberately rubbed my chin against his face, "Isn't it pretty?" β
"It's not pretty...... Angel ducked back, grinning like a little girl being molested, "yesβit's not pretty!" β