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

It was the girl's soft tone that really pulled Harry's heart back from the far side.

The moment the man's eyes fell on Qinghe's face, it seemed that some kind of chemical reaction had occurred, and it changed from indifference to gentleness in an instant.

This kind of gaze that is as soft as Sagiri is yet vague, Qinghe can't figure out whether this warmth is genuine or fake.

She thought more than once that it seemed that the young master Osborne in front of her was more suitable to be an actor than her, hiding all the true emotions in her heart, and leaving it to the public was always his long-planned plan.

Qinghe heard him say yes.

She just let him hold her hand, facing everyone's different gazes, and left here in a leisurely manner.

It wasn't until Harry got into the black Aston Martin according to Harry's wishes that the girl suddenly realized that something seemed wrong.

She stared at the speeding scenery outside and looked more and more unfamiliar. This car took a road that she was completely unfamiliar with at ordinary times!

Now that she was sitting in the back seat with Harry, the emotion in Harry's whole body from the moment he got into the car visibly cooled down to the naked eye.He sat in his seat without saying a word, his gaze was directed forward, but Qinghe felt that it was actually not in focus at all.

The black-haired girl didn't know how to speak properly.

Her shining eyes carefully fell on the man beside her.If she looked closely, she could even see Harry's white shirt rising and falling slightly with his slow breathing.

To the driver of the vehicle in front of him, a qualified Osborne servant should be like a fully automatic robot without emotion or thought.You only need to do your own job well, and you should not raise any objections to any decisions of the master, let alone really intervene in their lives.

So she naturally ignored the existence of the driver in front of her. In such a quiet environment, she always felt that saying a word rashly would seriously damage the current peace.

but……

It's almost obvious where the path ultimately leads.

But she obviously didn't say she was going to Harry's house!

While waiting for the traffic light, Qinghe finally couldn't help but speak, and she said "hey" softly to Harry.

Harry's ice blue eyes looked at her.

Being stared at by him suddenly without a trace of emotion, Qinghe was momentarily at a loss for words.After a while, she found her own language: "Harry, now... where are you going?"

Qinghe actually guessed it in her heart, but she couldn't say it clearly.

There was a hint of a faint smile in Harry's voice, "Go home. Didn't you say you were going home?"

His pair of pale eyes kept staring at the girl, this light banter concealed the indifference just now, but Qinghe tasted a kind of aggressiveness for no reason.

It was like a wild beast in the jungle met its prey, and looked at each other firmly.

Qinghe swears she definitely doesn't want to go back to Harry Osborn's house!

She quickly retorted, "I didn't say that, what I meant was—"

"—obviously?" Harry repeated the ending of the girl's words with great interest, and at the same time stretched out his hand to loosen his tie.His eyes flicked briefly out of the car window, and finally returned to Qinghe's face again.

Compared with a certain person, the scenery passing by like flowing water outside the car window is nothing more than that.

Halfway through the girl's speech, she recalled what she had said not long ago.

Her complexion became a little subtle: Damn it!What did she say, "Let's go home"? !

She didn't make it clear...but Harry definitely knew exactly what she meant!

"I obviously want to go back to my home." Qinghe said, "I didn't say that I wanted to go back with you—to your home! You just deliberately—"

She stared at Harry's handsome face, but couldn't say anything else.The other party's extremely indifferent eyes gave her a terrible illusion, as if all this was her fault!

"We're having a relationship now—" Harry responded, blinking, his light-colored long, straight eyelashes briefly touching the lower lids before bouncing back, "a very intense crush."

"So of course we have to spend the night together." While explaining, Harry took out a small dark blue bouncy ball out of nowhere, held it in the palm of his hand, and rhythmically tightened and loosened it.

Qinghe was shocked by Harry's words, he was really straightforward.

"What?" Qinghe raised his tone unconsciously, spending the night together... Is that what she meant?

"Please tell me clearly!" Qinghe didn't know where the courage came from, and snatched the bouncy ball from Harry's hand without any explanation, "Spent the night together, what do you mean?"

"Go to Osborne Manor—that is, my home," Harry said of "myhome" with a slight sarcasm in his tone for no reason. "You stay here tonight. I will let the servants prepare it for you immediately." Find a room that suits you."

After hearing what he said, Qinghe felt that she seemed to have overreacted, she bit her lip, "That's it?"

"Otherwise?" Harry asked slightly sarcastically.This left the girl speechless.

"Sometimes I really can't see through you." Harry turned his eyes away, and after a few minutes, he seemed to think of something funny, and turned his head again, "Don't you think that I want to /sex/sex/ with you Bar?"

The smile on the boy's face got bigger, but it obviously caused the blush on Qinghe's face to spread to the back of his neck immediately, and it even had a tendency to intensify.

How can this be her fault!

"I didn't..." the girl replied softly.

Harry didn't answer her, but said, "I have something for you."

Qinghe felt strange, and the next second Harry handed her a beautifully wrapped gift box.

She didn't open it to read, "I can't accept it."

"We've only known each other for a few days, you don't need to give me any gifts." The girl said, "Even if you are doing it for public relations, you don't need to do these..."

Harry's approach made her a little uncomfortable. In fact, besides thinking about Harry's words these days, she was still thinking about one thing.

Since she has something like a "suiter" in every world, then in this world, her "suiter" will be——

The girl stared at Harry more intently.

Then she took the initiative to approach her the first time they met? !

This realization made her even more restless.Reason told her to leave the man in front of her immediately, but Harry's words "I'm going to die" made it difficult for her to move a step.

"Generousness is reserved for important people in your heart. Naturally, you have to give gifts." Harry said lightly, "If you want others to believe it, you have to believe it yourself first. Besides——"

He glanced over, "I'm your best choice right now."

After a while, the destination finally arrived.

Qinghe never opened the gift box, she hugged the delicate and small gift box in her arms, and followed Harry out of the car.

Harry was right, he was indeed her best choice at the moment—well, it might be better to say that she had no other choice but to go to Harry Osborn, right?

He's a savior who suddenly bursts into her messed up life.

Qinghe came to Harry's house for the first time, so she took a few extra glances at this beautiful and elegant white building.

The vehicle drove into the underground garage, leaving Harry standing with her at the gate of the villa.

When the two were about to go in, Qinghe was attracted by something else.

Harry followed her gaze to a wall not far away.

It was a wall of white roses, and the vines were fixed on it with grids.And at this moment is the flowering period, countless white flowers are blooming together, adding a peaceful atmosphere to this manor.

"Can I go and see?" the girl asked, and Harry was fine with that.

"It's so beautiful." Qinghe praised it sincerely, "Why did you think of planting this kind of flower?"

Harry pursed his lips. He didn't answer for a while, but stood side by side with the girl in front of the white flower wall, admiring them silently.

The flowers will bloom again after they fade, but...

Harry thought of something, and he suddenly became depressed.

The symptoms of his illness always broke out very suddenly, and his hands throbbed uncontrollably in an instant, and even his whole body couldn't stand stably.

Qinghe turned her head, was taken aback, didn't even have time to take care of the unopened gift box, scribbled it aside, and rushed to hold Harry's hand—even though Harry used all his current energy to suppress this The symptoms spread, but the girl could still feel that his body was shaking slightly.

She touched Harry's forehead again and found that it was covered with cold sweat.

In short, he suddenly became vulnerable.

Qinghe wanted to say something more, but Harry shook her hand away quickly and roughly.This defensive posture has not changed in the slightest due to the passage of time.

But of course she couldn't let him go.

The girl rushed forward and hugged him in a tight and warm hug, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have let you hang out with me..."

She felt Harry's body stiffen, but he didn't push her away again.

"It's my mother's favorite flower," said Harry sullenly, answering the girl's previous question now.