Quick Transmute Beauty Transformation Project

Chapter 46, The Angel Who Doesn't Smile
After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone, not giving Wei Ming any chance to ask too much.

Lin Anluo was watching with relish, Sima Lang turned to her and asked, "It's getting late, isn't it?"

She took out her phone from her bag and looked at it. It was already 10:30. Sima Ling approached her to check the time on the antique phone with her, "I'll take you home."

"I'm not going back." She shook her head immediately, the matter is not over yet, how could she leave halfway.

"Protesting is useless. Girls will turn ugly if they go to bed late." Sima Ling directly hugged her with the blanket together, and weighed her like holding a doll.

Lin Anluo's face turned red in an instant, even the thick foundation couldn't hide her shyness, she said, "Put me down, I'll go by myself."

Sima Lan put her down as promised, picked up her pair of studded shoes that were as hard as rocks with two fingers, placed them in front of her, folded his arms and waited for her to move.

Lin Anluo slowly stretched out a white and tender foot from the blanket. She really didn't have the courage to endure the excruciating pain. She raised her face and blinked, "I bought a glass of 88 wine in your store. , do you have slippers for me?"

"No." Sima Ling answered her mercilessly.

"Then uncle, can you bring me my schoolbag? It's in your female staff locker room, box A No. 19." Lin Anluo's voice was clear and cute, and she smiled sweetly at the end, "Thank you uncle."

That deliberately serious handsome face couldn't hold back, Sima Lan sighed, "There's nothing I can do about you."

He ordered a big man at the door and asked him to help Lin Anluo get things.Seeing this, a girl among Wei Xiujie's companions imitated Lin Anluo and shouted coquettishly, "Uncle, Wei Xiujie invited me here. I have nothing to do with Xia Ying. Can I go home first?"

As soon as she made a sound, several girls followed suit, Sima Ling raised the corners of her mouth and turned to look at her, "No."

"Why, we didn't offend Xia Ying. Even if uncle wants to vent his anger on her, it has nothing to do with us."

"Because I hate people calling me uncle, it makes me look old, so I want to take it out on myself."

Immediately, Lin Anluo received a hostile look. Lin Anluo was very innocent. After all, she called Sima Ling brother in the first place, and it was Sima Lang who asked her to change her mouth. She could only blame them for their lack of sweetness.

She originally wanted to insist on staying to see how Wei Ming would solve Wei Xiujie's troubles, but Sima Ling refused, saying that he would leave the rest to him and insisted on letting her go home and sleep.

So she was semi-forced to be sent home, looking gloomy until the car stopped, still sitting on the seat and refusing to get off.

"Why can't I stay? I recorded the evidence of his crime and sent him to the police station after twelve o'clock." She took out the recording pen from her bag and handed it to Sima Ling.

Unexpectedly, Sima Ling pushed her hand away, leaned over to help her open the car door, and then watched her face slowly show disappointment.

"Name."

"What?" Lin Anluo didn't know why, but she saw Sima Lan maintaining a sideways posture, serious and serious.

"I asked your name."

Lin Anluo hesitated for a moment, and cooperated with him, "Xia Ying?"

"age."

"17 is old."

Sima Ling hooked the corners of his mouth, sat upright, and looked forward, "The bar does not allow minors below the age of [-] to enter. When the police come and ask you, do you still want to do my business?"

Lin Anluo, who sneaked in, shrank her neck guiltily. After hesitating for a while, she still asked, "Then if his father really gave the money, will you let them go?"

"Hmm, I have the evidence you have, and more. I will personally put him in a warm prison." Sima Ling opened the car door, got out of the car, and walked up to Lin Anluo, "Let's go, uncle will take you upstairs. Down."

With his assurance, Lin Anluo's heart was finally at ease. Although she was not reconciled to not avenging her revenge herself, it was as good as the result she wanted.

She got out of the car and walked into the alley through the night.There is a long distance from the road to the downstairs of her house, and the street lights are so dim that it is almost like there is no one. Every time she walks at night, she has to be very careful not to step on the dirty water on the ground.

She was walking lightly on tiptoe like a cat walking in the middle of the night, when a beam of light came from behind her, she turned her head to see that Sima Ling was following him, using the flashlight on her mobile phone to shine on the road for her.

In the deep night, Sima Lan's tall figure stood behind her like a reassuring patron saint.

They didn't speak for the whole walk, she put her tiptoe down, and stepped on the ground with every step when walking. Sima Ling's footsteps were very steady, interlaced with her soft and light footsteps, creating a strange sense of harmony.

Lin Anluo stopped in front of the anti-theft door downstairs, turned to Sima Lang and said obediently, "We're here, thank you uncle."

"Well, go up."

He didn't leave immediately after he finished speaking, he seemed to be waiting for her to open the door and go upstairs before preparing to leave.

Lin Anluo took out the key and inserted it into the keyhole. After unscrewing it, she glanced at Sima Lang again. At this moment, she was playing with the phone with one hand in her trouser pocket. The light on the phone screen shone on his face, and his peach blossom eyes, which were not smiling, were extremely indifferent. , the corners of the lips are a distant arc.

This is probably his original appearance. Like Lin Anluo, he can pretend to be any person who others want when necessary. Once he is alone or out of sight of others, he will not bother to make any expressions.

Lin Anluo unlocked the door. After pushing the door open, she did not go in immediately. Instead, she strode up to Sima Lan. She looked up at Sima Lan who heard her footsteps approaching and raised his eyes to look at her. His purple contact lenses covered his eyes. Her original eye color and girly makeup are beautiful, but her expression is pure and serious.

"I don't like to owe people favors, but I really have nothing to repay you."

As she said, she grabbed Sima Lang's wrist in her trouser pocket, pulled his hand out, pulled up the hem of her T-shirt, pressed his hand on her waist, and then shook off his hand. When she turned around, her black hair danced in a graceful arc in the air, and the exposed tips of her small ears were pink in color.

"No more!" She left a word, and quickly entered the door as if fleeing, closed the door, and ran upstairs.

Sima Lan stood on the spot, his expression frozen for a while, before he lowered his head and stared at his palm as if awakened from a dream. There was still the warmth of a girl's skin on it, and it was as delicate and smooth as velvet.

Lin Anluo didn't mean anything else, she just felt guilty for her overly defensive attitude towards Sima Ling at night, and wanted to show that she didn't reject and mind his normal physical contact with her.

Didn't he explain that it was the first time he touched a girl's waist, and he didn't let go because he thought it was easy to touch.Since he likes it, let him touch it again, just like an adult touching a child's face.

Yes, that's it, so Lin Anluo, don't be shy anymore.

After the excessive temperature on her face subsided, she quietly opened the door, changed her shoes, turned on the light, and when she walked to the sofa to put her schoolbag, she was startled by the unknown object on the sofa. It's Ms. Chen Yuqin lying on the sofa.

Startled, she squatted down and shouted anxiously, "Grandma, what's wrong with you!?"

[System]: Asleep.

Lin Anluo retracted the hand that wanted to sniff, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Why are you sleeping on the sofa? She thought she was not in good health and passed out.

(End of this chapter)