Chapter 2 The posture is reverie

Then, her tender face ached, and she almost screamed in pain.

"I'm not going to be at the end of the street and hitting a concrete wall, am I?" She felt a secret pity in her heart.

Otherwise, where does this hard and incomparably real touch come from?

But the faint fragrance that lingered on the tip of her nose, and the ultra-low air pressure that filled her surroundings.

All of them dispelled the idea that she thought she had hit a concrete wall.

Tang Luo quickly raised her misty apricot eyes, and her eyes lifted like this.

The gaze of the dark brown pupil was immediately there, on the face of the man whose chest was next to her cheek.

This is a face that makes people marvel at the first glance!

Under the inky black eyebrows, there were a pair of narrow amber eyes, filled with a cold and mysterious cold light, and they were staring at her eyes for a moment.

The bridge of the nose is firm and slender like a carving, and the thin lips of cherry red are tightly pursed.

The corners of the mouth maintain an elusive curvature, which makes people feel more stressed.

No wonder, she had only walked a short distance before she felt like she had hit something.

So she's ...... now Isn't it in ......

Thinking of her delicate posture with him, Tang Luo's right hand holding the shoulder strap stiffened.

The temperature on her cheeks seemed to burn her, and her little feet in white canvas shoes subconsciously took a few steps back.

At this time, her cheeks, which had been flushed, deepened by a shade.

It's hard to tell whether it's because she's been walking for more than ten minutes and feels hot, or because she bumps into his solid chest......

Due to the gradually rising temperature on his face, Tang Luo's thinking became a little sluggish.

She shook her head vigorously, and the ragged ends of her hair fluttered in the air several times.

"That...... Excuse me. ”

Her sluggish thinking regained a bit, and she opened her lips slightly to apologize to the man.

"I didn't mean to, I didn't notice you coming."

“……”

Without waiting for the man's reply, the mobile phone in Tang Luo's satchel suddenly rang.

"Ding-dong......"

I took out my phone and looked at it, it was a message from Guan Yuyi.

"Tang Luo, where are you?"

"Furong Road."

Tang Luo replied to the message succinctly.

In less than three seconds, the dim phone screen lit up.

"Ten minutes ago, you said you were on Furong Road, and you haven't arrived ten minutes later! What's wrong with you? ”

Tang Luo replied again, "I'll be there soon." ”

"I'll give you another ten minutes, you hurry up!"

Leng Lonely Lan just stood there, looking at Tang Luo with cold eyes.

The dim streetlights shone on him, reflecting his tall and straight figure.

The man over there had his back to the streetlight, and the black shadow obscured two-thirds of her face, and he could only roughly tell that it was a girl.

It's so late, she's a girl, why is she here?

Also, who is she messaging for?

The mobile phone was held in the tender white hand, and Tang Luo blinked a pair of beautiful apricot eyes and asked.

"Can you give in?"

“……”

Leng Shilan stared into her eyes and looked away, but didn't say a word.

Tang Luo tilted his head and spoke again.

"Can you give in? I have something important to do, and I need to get over it! ”

“……”

Seeing that he was in place for a long time, without the slightest intention of leaving, Tang Luo carefully calculated in her heart.

The gap on his right, though it looks a little narrow, is larger than the gap on his left.

She turned her body sideways, and she should barely be able to get through.

She has to hurry to Guan Yuyi's studio, she has other important things to do when she comes out this time.

Sending her a storage device, just stopping by.

At the same time, the tall man reacted.