The quick-traveling scumbag is really a heartthrob

The young man was hidden in the darkness, with only the plain ring faintly glowing with a cold tone.

His expression was dark and unclear.

Pan Shu tugged at the shoulder strap that was about to slip off. Her green-white fingertips hooked the thin shoulder strap, and her fair and round shoulders fell into Wen Que's eyes without any defense.

The girl seemed unaware.

Wen Que was already very irritable. He calmed down and was about to open his mouth.

"Squeak-"

The door to the lounge behind him was pushed open from the inside.

The young man looked towards him lazily and defiantly.

Wen Que's mind suddenly went blank.

So just now...she has been with Cen Juan?

Cen Juan lazily put his arms across Pan Shu's waist, obviously possessive, and slightly curled his lips: "God D isn't leaving yet?"

Pan Shu glanced at him and took Cen Juan's hand away without giving him any face, "Don't touch it."

Cen Juan was still smiling.

But the smile gradually turned cold.

He said casually, "Tsk, I've already kissed you..."

Cen Juan said this on purpose.

I told Wen Que on purpose.

When he heard Cen Juan's words, Wen Que's face suddenly turned pale and fragile. He lowered his long eyelashes and bit the tip of his tongue. He didn't calm down slightly until the sweet taste of rust filled his tongue.

Pan Shu naturally saw that Wen was jealous.

But you want her to take the initiative to coax her?

Not too possible.

Coaxing a man is all about mood. Unless she is willing to play with the man, she will rarely take the initiative to coax a so-called man with a soft attitude.

Cen Juan drove here by himself.

An eye-catching Rolls-Royce supercar.

"Shu Shu, shall I take you back?" His familiar and intimate tone did not care about the other man present.

Pan Shu shook her head slowly, "You go first."

From Cen Juan's perspective, he could see the girl's dazzlingly white skin and her delicate and charming profile. He also remembered the coldness and indifference in her eyes in the lounge, and the joy that came from deep within his heart slightly dissipated. some.

she is so beautiful.

Just like the bright moon in the sky that every man dreams of but is out of reach.

Although this description is very vulgar.

But Cen Juan couldn't find a more appropriate word to describe her.

He suddenly felt a little worried about gain and loss.

But what does he mean to her now?

Suppressing the subtle and complicated emotions in his heart, Cen Juan tapped the steering wheel casually with his fingertips and responded lazily, "Then I'll go back first."

After all, he was afraid that he would make her unhappy if he continued to pester her.

In terms of rank, Cen Juan is more than a star higher than Wen Que.

"Ah."

"Tsk, I won't even stay." Cen Juan was still disappointed.

Pan Shu pretended not to understand his overtones.

As soon as Cen Juan left, Wen Que suddenly put his head in the crook of her shoulder. The faint citrus scent of the young man enveloped Pan Shu tolerantly and forcefully. His eyes were scarlet and he said in a hoarse voice, "...you guys kissed?"

In a few quiet seconds.

Wen felt that his heart was like a broken mirror, and the sharp fragments stabbed him bloody.

"Be good." Pan Shu ruffled his hair carelessly.

There was no sound when the boy cried.

Until she felt the wet touch on her shoulder, Pan Shu was a little surprised, "Are you crying?"

Isn't she still in trouble?

The young man said a dull "hmm".

He raised his head. Against the background of his dazzling silver hair, the crimson color at the end of the young man's eyes was even more attractive. He was already handsome and outstanding, which made people want to bully him even more.

Just very delicate.

The boy's voice was somewhere between clear and hoarse.

The moment the wind stopped.

He lowered his eyes and kissed Ban Shu's lips, saying softly:

"Sister, don't bully me."

Wen licked her soft lips harshly and cautiously, bubbles of joy bubbled up in his heart, but when he noticed the girl's attitude of neither rejecting nor responding, he couldn't help but shed tears.

He never knew he was such a crybaby.

The girl sighed softly.

The cold fingertips gently wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and said in an almost ruthless tone, "I really don't understand what you are sad about."

Does she really not understand?

Or just, simply don’t want to understand.

"Wen Que, we just met once."

"But……"

"I can pretend that what happened today never happened. Don't do it again next time." Pan Shu gently brushed his hand away, but there was no emotion in her eyes, "It's too fast, Wen Que."

You see, you hang him and don't give him a response.

But it gave him hope.

If Cen Juan were here today, he would mercilessly expose her behavior as a scumbag.

But Wen Que, he really didn't understand anything.

He fawned over her clumsily—

But she was pushed away.

Pan Shu knew the principle of giving a sweet date after a slap, so she softened her voice and said, "Wen Que, I'm not ready yet. You're doing this too suddenly... Can you give me a little more time?"

"it is good."

When the silver-haired boy smiled, there were tears in the corners of his eyes.

"Did you drive here too?" Pan Shu asked.

"I'm not of age yet, sister."

So I don't have a driver's license.

Pan Shu suddenly realized that the boy in front of her was only 17 years old, the same age as Lu Qi.

Even so——

But he still came here without hesitation even though he didn't even know what she looked like or what her name was.

Because she was afraid that she wouldn't be able to handle the reporters' deliberate attempts to make things difficult for her.

I was afraid that the photo would have too much negative impact on her.

So, I came without any hesitation.

Pan Shu curled her lips, "Then have you booked your flight tickets?"

"Can I go to my sister's house?"

The young man softened his eyes, no one would refuse him.

Pan Shu remembered that there was still Ji Qinglin, so it would be better not to let these strategy targets meet in the short term.

"No."

Pan Shu took out her mobile phone and wanted to book a flight for him, but the boy held out his long and clean knuckles to stop her, "No need, sister, people from the base will pick me up, and I'll take you to the airport."

……

After returning home and not taking much rest, Pan Shu was about to start a live broadcast.

The chandelier in the room flickered on and off twice, and then with a "pop" sound, the entire room plunged into darkness.

"Host, the circuit breaker has tripped." The system said.

"Yeah." Ban Shu's eyes flickered slightly.

Turn on the phone.

The girl instantly switched to a frightened and innocent look, with tears in her eyelashes, which was so touching.

She dialed Ji Qinglin's number.

The call was answered quickly, and the man's gentle voice came from the receiver of the phone, "Hello."

Pan Shu was quiet for a few seconds before choking up and saying:

"It seems... there seems to be a power outage at my house. Can you come over..."

"it is good."

Before Ban Shu could finish speaking, Ji Qinglin agreed. He saw the darkness on the other side through the floor-to-ceiling windows. His heart tightened and his voice softened, "Don't be afraid, I'll be there right away."