Chapter 8: You want me to carry you up
Lu Qian walked past her without squinting and walked into the men's toilet next door.
Shen Jixu stood there, neither to leave, nor to stay.
After all, the two of them haven't seen each other for 10 days since the last time she released his pigeons.
He's angry, or the kind of coaxing.
Forget it, she better go, I guess he doesn't want to see her.
As soon as she walked out, there was a sound of footsteps behind her, and before she could turn back, the man took a few steps with his long legs and left her behind.
Shen Jixu: ......
She followed him slowly, and suddenly saw the lighter "drop" from his hand and hit the ground.
"Wait a minute."
She bent down to pick it up and handed it over.
Lu Qian looked at the lighter she handed over, and didn't move for a while.
Shen took a few deep breaths, "Mr. Lu." ”
Lu Qian lowered his eyes slightly, and didn't give her any reaction.
"I'm sorry that day, I was really in trouble, I didn't mean to release your pigeons."
Lu Qian took the lighter and turned around directly, without even saying thank you.
Shen bit his lip a little annoyed, this dog temper.
She took out her phone and found the WeChat page of the two people, and the previous one was still on the apology that night.
I suddenly remembered that he said that he was going to come to Haicheng to watch a concert, is it true?
Pinching her eyebrows, she began typing.
Thanks to him for coming to Haicheng to watch her concert, she is very grateful, and now the people in the orchestra are not bad to her, all because of his care......
After the fight, I felt that it was inappropriate, in case he didn't come for her, wouldn't this be self-inflicted?
She deleted them all, and finally sent a sorry out.
However, the other party's reply was still a red exclamation mark.
She was blocked by Lu Qian?!!
When I returned to the private room, I found that the dinner had ended and everyone was gone.
She knew in her heart that Yu Wan must have made a ghost.
Walking out of the hotel, she was standing on the side of the road, and was just about to take a taxi when she saw a black Cullinan parked in front of her.
Shen thought it was in the way, so he retreated to the side.
The windows were lowered, and the white slender fingers tapped on the body with a cigarette in between them.
Shen looked at it after hearing the sound and couldn't help but be stunned.
Lu Qian was already impatient, "Do you want me to carry you up?" ”
Shen Jiwei's body was faster than his brain, and when he reacted, he had already gotten into the car.
It's just that he kept looking at Lu Qian's side face and was puzzled.
"Is it pretty?"
"Beautiful." She replied subconsciously, then bit her lip in annoyance.
It seemed like she liked to see him as much.
In the carriage, a man's low, happy laughter sounded, and at the same time, her hair was rubbed.
"If you make trouble in the future, see if I don't clean you up."
Noisy, did he have an alarm clock in his last life?
Shen didn't want to pay attention to him anymore, turned his head to look out the window, and deliberately ignored the ambiguity of the two of them being alone.
Suddenly, a large hand grabbed her neck and made her turn.
"What for?" She asked, surprised.
"Look at me."
“…… Ah, don't pinch, it hurts. ”
Her long cry made the man's eyes deepen, and he stepped on the accelerator to speed up.
Shen Ji's heartbeat was a little fast, and she could predict the madness of the man tonight from the speed of the car.
But it seems to be wrong again.
After stopping the car, he lit a cigarette without hurrying, "There's something in the back seat, help me take it down." ”
Shen opened the back door a few times and saw a bunch of snow-white lily of the valley flowers.
No wonder she smelled so good just now, and she didn't know who to give it to.
"Is that it?"
Lu Qian ignored it and pinched her neck and walked into the elevator.
Shen Ji hugged his diaphragm, wanting to stuff him in his arms but didn't dare.
As soon as you enter the door, you throw it on the table.
The man frowned, remembering the silly way she was smiling with a rose, picked up the flower and threw it in the trash.
Shen Jixu: ......
If you can't send it out, you can give it to her, why throw it away, it's a pity.
In a daze, the man dragged her to the bathroom, turned on cold water and poured it on her.
Shen wanted to hide a little, and pressed the man against the wall tightly.
She was soaking wet, her nose and eyes were red, and her slightly open lips were stained with water, which made people want to bully her.
He threw the shower and picked her up and put her on the sink, her soaked skirt rolled up.
Shen was a little reluctant.
Originally, you and I were willing to do something, but he had to use a strong one, what a bad taste.
Lifting her foot, she wanted to kick him, but because she didn't have the strength, she fell softly in his palm.
He rubbed the snow-white, and his eyes deepened.
His voice was hoarse after being tossed, and he carried her back to the bed in the room.
Shen felt that he hadn't slept all night, and his eyes seemed to have just closed, and he was woken up by a knock on the door.
She pulled the quilt on her head, "Lu Qian, open the door." ”
No one answered, but the knock was louder.
She got up and looked out through the cat's eye.
Outside the door, stood a young woman dressed in lily of the valley elements.