The man in the car had a half-lit cigarette in his mouth, turned on the steering wheel, braked the car suddenly, and even turned on the high beams at the same time, looking at the picture of the man and woman kissing or not.

Not very warm, smiled.

Jost's New Year's Day family dinner, he stopped by.

Quite a surprise.

A cloud of smoke erupted, Zhou Lushen took off the cigarette butt, stretched out the window with his long arm, and dusted off the cigarette ash.

At this moment, the headlights were too dazzling, and at that moment, it seemed to wake up the cells in Shen Jing's body, missing Sun Qiyan's approach, and with reason, he squeezed out a sentence, "It's not suitable for us to be like this." ”

"I'm sorry, I crossed the line and scared you." Sun Qiyan whispered, intentionally or unintentionally, and glanced at the sports car parked downstairs.

Intuition, from the sports car rushing into the aisle, Sun Qiyan felt who it was, the movement of the car accelerating in the corner, approaching, too aggressive.

This is a very thoughtful style.

Let the light shine, not extinguished, after the cigarette is smoked, and rekindle it, Zhou Lu Shen took it into his throat one by one, leaned back to the chair to enjoy the picture, as if he was competing with the men and women on the terrace.

At the beginning of the show, he was not in a hurry to see it.

Now.

Shen Jing turned around to enter the room, but was pulled by Sun Qiyan's arm and brought back.

That's it, looking at each other.

Shen Jing glanced at the man's bone joints caught in her arm, rubbed her clothes, and restrained her strength, for fear of hurting her.

"Have you been drinking somewhere?"

Given his problem, Shen Jing can only be associated with alcohol.

Sun Qiyan's eyes didn't move, "Shen Jing, I didn't drink." ”

His directness, Shen Jing wanted to speak and stopped, and she didn't know if the car on the side of the road was broken, she stopped there and didn't go, and turned on the lights in her direction, which made her feel a sense of shame of exposure.

"The fireworks have stimulated you, go to sleep first, you have to think about it tomorrow, this friendship is excessive, and love is not a relationship, I also feel that I need to deal with it well."

Seeing her panic, Sun Qiyan spoke, "Don't deal with it, it's me who is too reckless, just follow your feelings, it's not complicated, what about your feelings, you don't seem to feel it." ”

She asked softly, "With me at this time, aren't you wronged, aren't you afraid that I will dump you." ”

"Thinking about me?"

Shen Jing asked rhetorically, "Shouldn't it?" ”

Suddenly thinking about it, if two people really have feelings for so long, they should have kissed each other logically, instead of having a try, thinking that they can't cover the man in her heart by virtue of their proximity to the water, Sun Qiyan's voice is never heavy, "Feelings can only be divided into grievances and non-grievances." ”

But at this moment, Shen Jing only looked at a pair of eyes under the man's short hair.

His eyes are clean, so sincere and persistent, yes, what a man, why not be stupid and waste with her.

Perhaps, such a look, she looked at him too fascinated.

Sun Qiyan burst out laughing.

"What are you laughing at, Boss Sun."

He was taller than Shen Jing, and his gaze easily moved to the top of her hair, "Laugh at you, always love to think about me, feelings don't talk about grievances, for me, only no regrets." ”

It was him, after Zhou Lushen left, he first pestered her, not who was right and who was wrong, only whether it was suitable or not, it seemed that he and her did not grind to that extent.

I couldn't hear what they were saying, I only saw the two of them looking at each other and laughing, Zhou Lu threw away the cigarette neatly, propped his arm on the car window, and played with the platinum ring of the tail ring.

Lonely men and widows live together, in the middle of the night, and they don't have any plans for the woman they like, either the man can't do it, or the man restrains himself too much.

Either that, or not.

"There's a car downstairs, let's talk when we go in." Shen Jing entered the door, "A domineering car owner, that light makes my eyes hurt, and I won't turn it off, and I will be blind if I look at it again." ”

When she said this, Sun Qiyan didn't stop her, entered the door behind her, didn't look at the direction of the car downstairs, and closed the door of the floor-to-ceiling window.

The milky white gauze curtain swayed slightly, a little ethereal.

Zhou Lushen stepped on the accelerator and swished across the road ahead.

Mr. Jost's phone came in just as he pressed Bluetooth.

"Mr. Zhou, are you still here?"

Zhou Lu was silent, "Later." ”