Kuai Chuan: The cold Lord God always acts like a spoiled brat to me

Chapter 520 The more you pull, the more you love the principle 71
It rained all night last night, the air is still humid this morning, it is a cloudy weather, there is no sun, the sky is still smoky blue, rubbed with a little light gray.

Shen Qingzhuo wore a white shirt today, the buttons were meticulously buttoned to the top, the color was cold and abstinent, and in this weather, it added a sense of alienation and indifference.

Words have always been bloody and mean.

Now ask her.

"Are you in love?"

His voice was clean and his tone was casual, as if he didn't realize what he was saying at all.

"Shen Qingzhuo..." Jiang Li'an took a step back subconsciously, feeling a little chill on her back, wondering if this is Shen Qingzhuo's new trick to torture her or if she had an auditory hallucination, and said with difficulty, "You won't be caught by a ghost, will you?" ?”

When Shen Qingzhuo came back to his senses, he saw the girl's eyes widened in astonishment, and then realized what kind of sentence he had said.

The video last night must have been poisonous.

But looking at Jiang Li'an's expression - for some reason, Shen Qingzhuo was a little upset.

He looked at her indifferently, obviously sitting on a chair with his legs crossed, looking up at Jiang Li'an's posture, but there was no trace of weakness, but a strong sense of oppression.

Under the long black eyelashes, the eyes are indifferent, and the voice is cool.

"Do you think I look like a ghost?"

Jiang Li'an laughed, thinking that such outrageous things should not happen, but the words just now were really horrifying, she curled her lips: "I think you are thinking about your online dating sister going crazy, you have to talk to everyone If you are in love, let’s talk about it online.”

Shen Qingzhuo snorted coldly, raised his chin, his jaw line was sharp and meaningful: "What did you just say?"

"Let me tell you, how is my dance!" Jiang Li'an shouted, "Can I take a rest!"

"You are dreaming."

"..."

Shen Qingzhuo hit her hard, and before Jiang Li'an got angry, he gave advice in a burst of blood, lazily and plainly, but pointed out all the shortcomings in the dance.

It seems that the sentence just now about falling in love ended with the rain last night.

Jiang Li'an pursed the corners of his lower lips, feeling a little lost in his heart for some reason, maybe it was because of the abruptness of those four words, maybe it was because it was Shen Qingzhuo who always caused quite a stir.

Jiang Li'an finally made a conclusion.

Shen Qingzhuo is definitely sick!
But what Jiang Li'an didn't expect was that yesterday he wondered whose candy belonged to, but today the case was solved, and someone saw that Tan Junxi had the same candy wrapper there.

In August, the air in Nancheng is extremely humid. Nancheng is also known as Yucheng, especially in July and August.

The sky in the distance is still foggy, and there are still thin drops of rain falling in the air, which is only disturbing.

On the top floor of Building A of the base, the man's eyes slowly moved from the smoky gray sky to the person walking by. Hearing the words, he paused for a moment, as if thinking of something, then lowered his eyes and smiled, and took a deep look at her without admitting it. , but did not deny it: "Is the sugar sweet?"

In Jiang Li'an's eyes, this is considered a real hammer.

Do you see it!

this!talent!yes!good!male!people!
Shen Qingzhuo counted at best!indivual!Scum!

Thinking of Shen Qingzhuo coaxing himself into such a shameful dream last night, Jiang Li'an gritted his teeth with hatred.

"Talk about pd." She said seriously, "You are really a good person when you are not doing other things."

Tan Junxi was probably able to euphemistically understand what she meant by the other, and felt that Jiang Li'an was very interesting, so he couldn't help laughing out loud, his shoulders trembled slightly.

He hadn't met anyone he was interested in for a long time.

Especially - the one Shen Qingzhuo is interested in.

Tan Junxi originally didn't intend to pierce it so soon, but he found that he seemed a little impatient.

"Since you know that I'm a good person..." Tan Junxi led her to the rooftop, looked at her, his eyes reflected the sky in the distance, and her eyebrows and eyes, he said softly, "Then do you want to be with a good person?" ?”

"What?" The meaning in his words was obscure, and Jiang Li'an didn't quite understand.

"Let's try."

downstairs.

Yuan Qian bumped into Yuan Shilan without even looking, and was about to leave. She didn't stop until the other party exclaimed, and said insincerely, "I didn't see it."

"Sister, do you have any objections to me?" Yuan Shilan asked.

"Ah Xi coaxed me on the rooftop for so long, how could I have any objection to you?" Yuan Qian said.

Yuan Shilan's smile stiffened slightly: "What?"

"Yuan Shilan, you are nothing more than that." Yuan Qian left with a sweet expression on her face, as if Tan Junxi had really coaxed her for a long time.

When turning around, Yuan Shilan didn't see Yuan Qian's cold smile.

Yuan Shilan bit her lip and ran up to the rooftop...

top floor.

When he heard that sentence, Jiang Li'an's heart skipped a beat, and then again.

"Are both of you sick?!"

Missy's bad luck hasn't passed yet! !

"All?" Tan Junxi was stunned for a moment, and caught the word.

Jiang Li'an responded angrily.

"It's Shen Qingzhuo?" Despite the initial surprise, Tan Junxi had a feeling that it was so true.

The dark plundering desire in his heart is like a thorny vine man entangled with the already rotten heart, and he tasted the obsessive pleasure in the pain.

Freshness and desire to conquer are really wonderful things.

His fingertips were stained by the cold rain, his eyes were also pitch black, and the pupils were much darker than ordinary people.

"Xiao Li'an." There was a lingering and gentle taste in his tone, with lowered eyebrows and eyes, seeming real or fake, "Let's try it? It doesn't matter if you have experienced it or not."

Most people find it hard to refuse an invitation from a top idol, it's not a confession, it's an invitation.

Jiang Li'an's lips moved, before he could speak.

With a sound of "Bang!", a crushed can of wine smashed over, was blown by the wind, and rolled to Tan Junxi's feet, the mouth of the can was still bubbling with liquor, splashing out , wet Tan Junxi's trouser legs.

Then there was a cold voice.

"Is it over?"

The two people standing on the side of the roof paused, listening to the familiar voice, and looked towards the source of the sound.

The rain is slightly cool.

In the distance, a slender figure was leaning sideways on the railing of the roof. The hem of his white shirt was blown up by the wind. He was full of youthful air, and his arms were casually resting on the railing.

There is a smoke between the two fingers, a little bit of bright red is flickering, and the smoke rises up, setting off the joints is also a bit more attractive.

Behind him was a large foggy sky, the cold wind ruffled his short hair, and those eyes were looking in their direction.

I don't know how long I watched it.

The atmosphere was momentarily dead silent.

Jiang Li'an almost collapsed.

for!Varied!what!

Why did I meet Shen Qingzhuo here!

In addition to the death of the society, Jiang Li'an actually had an inexplicable guilt, avoiding Shen Qingzhuo's gaze.

"Zhuo Shen." Tan Junxi's eyes glided darkly, glanced at the already shriveled cans beside his feet, and then calmly met Shen Qingzhuo's gaze, with blatant provocation in his eyes, "What a coincidence."

(End of this chapter)