All The Hotshots Love Me [Quick Transmigration]

The heavy rain poured down, and the overwhelming rain curtain almost blocked the view. As soon as Lou Wenyuan rushed into the rain, he was blinded by the rain.

The rainstorm was accompanied by strong winds, and the umbrella didn't work at all. He simply put away the umbrella, squinted his eyes, and strode out of the courtyard intuitively.

The driver drove up from behind and asked him to get in, but he ignored it.

The mountain road at night is completely different from the daytime, let alone accompanied by lightning and thunder, violent storms and rain. On weekdays, I look at the tall and reliable trees, and the branches are dancing around like a horrible shadow.

Lou Wen Yuan was anxious, ran faster, and after turning a turn, suddenly stopped.

Under the street lamps on both sides of the mountain road, beside a stone leeward, a figure squatted alone. She embraced lacquer with her hands, her face buried in her arms, her clothes were thin in summer, and her clothes were all wet, and her slender figure became thinner and thinner.

He slowed down, fearing to startle her, and walked slowly over. The heavy rain covered the sound of the footsteps. When he came to him, she still didn't notice.

He opened the umbrella in his hand and squatted down beside her.

The rain that fell on his back like a small stone stopped suddenly. Jiang Rui raised his head questioningly, with a little red in the corner of his eyes. He immediately stood up and started to run when he saw the people around him.

Lou Wenyuan quickly stopped her with a quick eye.

"Let go of me!" Jiang Rui struggled hard.

Lou Wenyuan held the umbrella with one hand and pulled her with the other. Several times, he almost got rid of her. He simply blocked her waist with his arm, confining people tightly.

Jiang Rui punched and kicked him: "Let go of me, you bastard!"

Lou Wenyuan didn't say a word, letting her beat and scold, and put his arm around the other person's hand but did not relax at all.

He looked gentle and elegant, but his strength was amazing, his shirt was wet from the rain, and his arm muscles were clearly visible.

Rain kept hitting the heads and faces of the two of them. Seeing Jiang Rui tirelessly pushing him, Lou Wenyuan finally said: "Even if you are angry, you can't ignore your body."

"Who is angry? I can't be angry!" Jiang Rui rushed, but he was choked by the rain, coughing and breathing.

Lou Wenyuan raised his eyebrows and gestured to the car behind him.

The car immediately stopped slowly in front of the two of them, and the driver ran down and opened the rear door.

"Let go, I won't take your car!" Jiang Rui pushed him hard.

Lou Wenyuan let go of his hand, and then took a step forward. He suddenly picked her up and stuffed it into the back seat of the car. Before Jiang Rui could react, he stepped in and closed the door.

The driver hurriedly took a detour, turned a turn on the mountain road, and drove up the mountain.

Jiang Rui slammed the car door and realized that it was impossible to jump off the car. He finally stopped struggling, but did not speak.

Lou Wenyuan didn't say a word, the two of them were wet, their trousers were dripping down, and a pool soon gathered around their feet.

The car drove into the courtyard, and the waiting people rushed up, the umbrella holders took the umbrellas, and the towel holders took the towels.

Aunt Li took Jiang Rui's hand and sighed, but she didn't ask anything and took her to the guest room to clean up.

Jiang Rui took a shower and sat on the edge of the bed wrapped in a bathrobe in a daze.

The door was knocked, the visitor knocked three times, but didn't get a response, he opened the door and entered.

Lou Wenyuan also took a shower. Unlike his usual clean-up, he only wears a bathrobe and his hair is always neatly combed. At this time, a few strands hang down on his forehead.

Jiang Rui rolled his eyeballs, saw that it was him, and immediately turned his head.

Her reaction made Lou Wenyuan a sigh of relief. If she ignored him, it would be really helpless.

The heavy rain outside the house continued, and the big raindrops crackled on the windows, and the noise outside the house became more and more peaceful, and a trace of peace of mind.

Lou Wenyuan paced to her side and sat down slowly.

Jiang Rui snorted and shrank into the bed, pulling himself up from head to toe by the thin quilt, not even leaving the back of his head to him.

"Don't be angry." A voice suddenly sounded in the room that had been quiet for a long time.

The white cocoons wrapped in a ball on the bed remained motionless.

"It's my fault. I shouldn't say those crazy things." He probably never apologized to anyone, and his self-blame words were so hard that people were uncomfortable.

The quilt immediately snorted, "You're right, I'll go find another man tomorrow!"

When she was buried in the blanket, Lou Wenyuan's eyes suddenly became dark and dark when she didn't notice these words, and dark emotions rolled violently in the shallow pupils.

He took a deep and silent breath before saying: "I won't say anything like this anymore, and you don't want to say it again."

Jiang Rui shook off the quilt and sat up, "Why can't I say that if you say this to me for no reason? I want to say it! I want to say it! I'll go tomorrow, don't--"

Lou Wenyuan covered her mouth. Both of them were sitting on the bed at this time. His movements almost made Jiang Rui lean against him.

She opened her mouth to bite, and two pointed tiger teeth were nailed to his mouth.

Lou Wenyuan was motionless, not even his arms trembling, he only looked at her quietly, as if her injury couldn't make him move at all.

Jiang Rui bit, his nose sore, and his eyes suddenly reddened, "You bully, why are you bullying so much!"

"It's my fault." Lou Wenyuan said again.

Jiang Ruihong pointedly accused: "You said these words just now. You don't want to play games with me! You are the one who treats all this as a game, and you let me find someone else. Why do you blame me now?!"

Lou Wenyuan hugged her, and patted her back with his other hand like a child. His tone was calm, but his words made people shudder for some reason.

"It's all my fault. But you see, at the beginning you provoke me first. Since you provoke me, you are always responsible for the end. How can you run away with others halfway? You ran, what about the rest?"

He almost muttered to himself: "The rest of the people will become lunatics if they take it seriously."