Forced to follow the love line by the plot [Zhongyingmei]

There was no particular emotion in those eyes.Displeasure with unexpected guests?Annoyed when alone time is interrupted?

None of this existed in those ice blue eyes.The other party may not really take her seriously, after all, she looks so weak, at best, she is just a flower in the greenhouse.

The young man was just silent, his cold eyes only stayed on Qinghe's face for a few tens of seconds, then he glanced away, and even lost interest in other parts.

And if he had to say something, the blue eyes of the man sitting in the main driver's seat had a mocking smile on his face.

Qing He spoke first: "Sorry."

Out of emotion and reason, Qing He thought it was impolite to break into his car without saying hello, so he had to say sorry.

Look, even though Qinghe has become a little unconventional in her heart after experiencing the tempering of many worlds, she still values ​​other people's feelings.

The man finally lifted his eyelids lazily, and gave Qing He a ray of gaze.

"It doesn't matter." He said this, Qinghe couldn't hear the ups and downs of his emotions from his tone.

His gaze moved to Qinghe's little white feet.

"As long as I don't dirty my Ferrari California." The arrogance in the young man's voice made Qinghe even ignore his handsome face - this is a beautiful boy.He has brown hair and blue eyes, and the corners of his jaw are tightened, which adds a sickly and strange feeling to his originally slightly youthful face.

Qinghe was stunned for a moment, she didn't know what a Ferrari California was, but Qinghe could also guess that it must be referring to his famous car.

"I didn't mean to get into your car." Qing He suppressed the unhappiness in his heart, and fought back like this.

The young man seemed uninterested in her reasoning and did not answer.However, he didn't drive her away.

Qinghe quietly glanced at the people beside him.He was wearing a tailored black suit, and he seemed to have just appeared on some important occasion.The lights in the car had been turned off inexplicably just now, so the light was even darker.Qinghe could only see his thin lips pursed slightly, his face expressionless, and he didn't know what was going on in his heart.

Qinghe only thought of him as a strange man who would sit alone in a luxury car in the middle of the night and think about life.Compared to this, she cared more about whether those lunatics who wanted to prey on her would rush to this car parked on the side of the road.

...it was already embarrassing.

As an uninvited guest, she was trying to communicate with the man beside her.

"My name is—Rynith—don't think too much, I'll go by myself in a while." Qinghe only vaguely said the name, which was still in a cartoon she had seen name.She didn't trust the man in front of her—it would be bad if she was calculated, "I'm really sorry, I'm sorry."

The nightingale sings at an inopportune time, no matter how beautiful the voice is, it will only make people more irritable.

The man with a sickly and weird face suddenly felt that his patience seemed to have been exhausted, he said: "Get out of the car."

Seeing that Qinghe didn't move, he repeated impatiently: "I said, get out of the car."

He coughed violently as he spoke, the deep voice was extremely abrupt in the silent night.Qinghe had a strange feeling: as if he was dying of illness.

Out of this feeling—Qinghe hoped it was an illusion, she kept staring at him.

The man who was stared at had become even more anxious tonight, and he finally glanced at her again: "Why, do you still want me to unbuckle your seat belt?"

There was a sneering smile on the corner of his lips.

From his point of view, in the darkness, the slightly moist obsidian-like eyes of the young girl beside him became brighter, looking a bit pure.But the somewhat elongated eye-shape gave this flawless gem some brilliance.

She may be a princess in trouble, and the red dress fits her well.

But then again, what kind of princess would rush into his car in the dark, in a remote suburb?

The temperature in the beautiful boy's eyes cooled down a bit.

He lightly touched the roof between the two seats, and the interior lights were turned on again.The sudden bright light stimulated Qinghe's eyes to close, and the man took this opportunity to get a little closer to her—he leaned over and unbuckled her seat belt.

He was running out of patience—he hoped that this girl of unknown origin would get out of his world as soon as possible.

What kind of friend did Master Osborne need?Doesn't everyone just want his money?

He knew this from the time he entered boarding school at the age of 11.

"You, are you okay?" Qing He ignored the sharp arrogance of the other party just now, and asked with a little concern.

Such a speech made Harry freeze for a few seconds.He didn't expect Qinghe to ask such a question.

He didn't answer, and the moment he pressed the button, the seat belt quickly retracted into his original place.

He distanced himself.

"You can buy some pears and eat them, they have the effect of relieving cough." Qing He said to himself.

There was no particular reason for her to say that, let alone any intention to get close to him.She just said that out of habit.

Harry still didn't speak, but he didn't continue to chase her away either.

Qinghe looked out through the closed car window, and found that there was silence outside.

Now might be a good time to be able to leave.

"I'm leaving, thank you." Qing He opened the car door and decided to just step out.

Harry stared at her suspiciously, the cast of his blue eyes resting on Qinghe's graceful calf for a few seconds.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she opened the car door, she found that there was actually someone behind!

Without even thinking about it, Qinghe closed the door behind her backhand.The girl's eyes wandered around, and finally fell on Harry's lips.

"...Can you do me a favor?" The girl even put her hands together, her eyes were as clear as a deer, and he was the source of water she was begging for.

Her request sounded abrupt, and Harry didn't answer.

But her tone was very urgent, as if there was some monster outside the car that could swallow her alive.

Qinghe didn't get any answer from Harry, she felt that those people were going to find her soon!

The dark-haired girl took one last look at Harry's beautiful blue eyes (at least that's what she thought) and said sorry quickly, then straight to the point and straddled the young man, lowering her head slightly and kissing his cheek lip.

At the moment when he was suddenly kissed, Harry's thoughts, which had always been terribly calm, went blank for a rare moment——

Her movements are really flowing.

Ask yourself, it's not the first time he has been thrown into the arms of a woman, but this time he didn't push him away immediately.

Harry could smell the faint scent of rosewater on the girl.Her figure was also slightly smaller than other local women, and he could simply wrap his arms around the girl's slender waist and hug her into his arms as long as he stretched out his arms.

But it was different from what he expected.Qinghe's kiss was only limited to ordinary lip contact—it was obviously her who made this imaginative gesture, but now she honestly looks like a middle school student.

interesting.

For some unknown reason, he directly pressed the girl into his arms, bringing the distance between the two closer. Maybe it was the rose water that made his thoughts restless.

This sudden movement made Qinghe couldn't help but let out a small exclamation, and the brunette man showed a faint smile at this clumsy look.But in Qinghe's view, this is no different from the previous ridicule!

...but riding a tiger is hard to get off.

He pinched Qinghe's chin with his other hand and kissed it hard.

It seemed to be revenge for her to barge in without saying hello.

Qing He didn't expect him to do this, and he couldn't even find a chance to resist, so he could only hang his palms on his chest, grasping or rubbing his well-ironed suit shirt in a random way.

The girl was kissed out of her mind, and at the same time, a sweet taste similar to syrup radiated into Harry's mouth.Ah, it looks like this guy had a drink too.

Fake alcohol harms people.

Harry's kiss came and went as quickly as a sudden rainstorm in midsummer.Before he felt that all this was about to become boring, he withdrew indifferently, disappearing like a ghost.

Qing He's heart was pounding at the moment, she really didn't understand why she was so nervous—in order not to be discovered by others, she closed her eyes and turned her heart, and kissed her deeply again.

But it's more of a kiss than a kiss.

At this critical moment, the young man with a strange face in front of him tightly closed his lips, saying that he would not let Qinghe go any further.

Gan!

Qinghe had no choice but to distance himself a bit, but he was still close at hand.At the same time, she groped with her backhand and turned off the lights in the car.

She gritted her teeth: "Can't you open your mouth?"

The girl's voice was very low, and at first it sounded like she was expressing anger.But in fact, there is a bit of unspeakable shame in it.

Harry blinked, and in the darkness, he saw the black-haired girl's eyes sparkled as if diamonds had been sprinkled in them, and there seemed to be sparkling clear water in them.

He couldn't help chuckling, "I thought you were very mature."

The two of them got very close, and in the eyes of outsiders, they looked like a couple.But what he said, look, it was completely ironic to her!

What mature person would break into someone's car uninvited in the middle of the night?

Qing He was almost glaring, and the next second she closed her eyes again, maybe to calm down her mood, and then she opened them again: "Okay—please, please help me this time, can't you?"

Her tone softened and sounded sincere - if ignoring her strange request.

Harry didn't move, but asked, "Did you argue with your lover?"

The word he used was lover, which is never a good word.

"I don't have a boyfriend." Qing He replied without thinking, and after a pause, she added: "...and I don't have a girlfriend either. I'm lonely, are you satisfied?"

I'malone.

Her wet eyes reminded Harry of the clear waters of Lake Baikal.

Harry laughed, suddenly he felt that this girl who appeared out of nowhere was not so annoying.

"Are all the female students as good at acting like you?" Harry didn't mean to say that, but Qinghe's face really looked like a schoolgirl.

Qinghe finally heard a kind of real doubt from Harry's words, because he had already made a decision before speaking every sentence.

He wears a fake mask, and no one can tear it off.

Every expression he shows, in his heart, is actually equivalent to no expression.

Qinghe kept silent about the fact that he cleverly misunderstood his identity in this world, and replied vaguely: "Um... yes?"

Qinghe's eyes were a little erratic, but it was not obvious in the dim light.Harry just ignored it, "Really?"

Master Osborne desperately needs a real answer to everything.Naturally this matter is no exception.

Qinghe felt that the man in front of her was really difficult to deal with, she stared at Harry's blue eyes, took a deep breath and replied: "Just now I was humble, of course not, not everyone is as good as me !"

The young man didn't answer after hearing this, but just kept staring at Qinghe.

Qinghe became tense after being stared at by him, and didn't dare to move.

The hand he had originally placed on Qinghe's waist suddenly loosened, and instead fell on the girl's shoulder.

He took something.

Harry's hand waved in front of Qinghe's eyes, and Qinghe saw that there was a small glass shard between his fingers.

"You're so stupid." His light sigh melted into the deep atmosphere.

Just when Qinghe felt that she was running out of time and her patience was about to run out, her vision faltered, and the man put his hand on the back of her neck, pressing her on her left shoulder.

"Hold me, what else do you want me to teach you?" He seemed to be smiling.