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

Hearing this, Qinghe's eyes widened, and he even forgot to cover the half-drunk lemon sparkling water in his hand.

what the hell harry...

The girl silently swallowed the half-sentence that commented on him being "why crazy".

Of course it's not her fault!Just ask, who would walk on the street in the middle of the night and make such a request to a companion inexplicably!

And why should she take the initiative...?

Qinghe looked at Harry with those dark eyes, but found that the latter was not looking at her at the moment, but the man's ice blue eyes were looking at the corner of the street not far away.

The girl felt very strange, obviously she followed Harry's eyes to look there, but there was no one there.

There were few people on the street during this time period, and now she looked around, and there were only her and Harry.She looked at the people around her again, and at this moment, Harry took her hand again, and took the capped sparkling water away from the girl's hand, and immediately he took a sip without hesitation. Belly.

Qinghe was stunned by this smooth operation. First of all, she didn't quite understand why Harry, who always sneered at this kind of junk food, would snatch her sparkling water; second, she didn't understand why Harry would drink it straight away. !

My goodness, that's what she drank!

What's more, his lips were directly aimed at the mouth of the bottle. This scene fell in Qing He's eyes and felt very weird, like... an indirect kiss.

The girl stayed for a while, then stammered and said, "H-Harry, this, this is for me—"

Before she finished speaking, when she took a step closer to the man beside her, she suddenly felt a burst of white flashing lights that were extremely dazzling in the dark night not far away.

She didn't quite understand what was going on, and her question was literally swallowed before she could even say it.

Well, it was Harry who offered to kiss her.

Harry's kiss did not hesitate, and the trajectory was as skillful and natural as he had planned many times in his mind.At the moment when the lips of the two people met, the unfamiliar soft touch made the girl feel suffocated. This long-lost feeling was like a storm sweeping through the tropical rainforest. She whimpered, but she did not push back. let him go because she promised him—

Under such circumstances, Qinghe has no time to think about some cheap lemon sparkling water!Her eyes were wide open, because the distance between the two of them suddenly narrowed the field of vision more narrowly than usual, so all she could see were Harry's long, straight, light-colored eyelashes.

Harry's eyes were closed, but Qinghe could see his eyelids moving slightly, this sudden situation made her forget to react for a moment.

As if to punish her for her untimely wandering, Harry stretched out his arms, /hooked/caught/caught her slender waist and brought it into his arms, and even gently/pinched/pinched her waist.

The girl immediately reacted. After all, she is very sensitive, let alone that, even just blowing a breath on her neck can make her shiver subconsciously immediately.

Harry's slender body naturally blocked some of the flashing lights not far away for her, and his tone was so slight that there were no fluctuations, but the girl felt an inexplicable softness for no reason.

As if to confirm what the girl was thinking, Harry said good in the next second.

If you can't /pick//kiss/, use your tongue to draw ABCD in the other person's mouth.Such a sentence suddenly popped up in Qinghe's mind, and she couldn't remember where she saw it, but after thinking about it carefully, it seemed that it was indeed such a thing, and the words were not rough.

So now she is going to...

Qinghe thought of what Harry had said to her a moment ago, and suddenly she knew everything by herself.

Take the initiative/kiss/me.

The girl put her arms on the other's shoulders, immediately put her arms around Master Osborne's neck, and sent her whole body into his arms in an obedient manner.

Harry was secretly surprised by this, but he accepted it quickly, as naturally as if they were lovers after all -- lovers in love.

Qinghe's kiss seemed a bit hesitant in comparison, a novice should always hesitate a bit, she was not even sure if she should change the angle!She responded tentatively, without objection, which naturally provoked Harry to fight back even more violently.

As time passed, the girl's face became more ripe like a persimmon.She was almost out of breath, like a fish washed ashore by the sea, and could only flop around helplessly.

She thought Harry would stop automatically, but it wasn't at all... He didn't show any intention of letting her go just like that!

God knows, are they both crazy?Didn't sleep in the middle of the night and went to the street to kiss?

Tomorrow, the affair about Master Osborne will spread throughout New York, and Qinghe is the heroine.

She couldn't help it anymore, Qinghe thought that if she continued like this, she would definitely die from lack of oxygen, and she didn't want to make any fanciful noises because of this!With all her strength, the girl gave Harry a push.The place she pushed happened to be Harry's chest, and through the thin fabric, she could even capture the heartbeat of Harry at the moment.

Really strong.

It was unknown how long it had been before Harry let her go.There was some unexpected blush on Qinghe's face, but when her body realized that Harry's hand had left, before the owner of this body really left her, the girl still subconsciously grabbed Harry's sleeve, and didn't stop As before, he still worries about whether he will damage his expensive couture.

You see, after having such a new and intimate relationship, the answers to some things will suddenly appear.

And Harry didn't avoid it either, he let the beautiful black-haired girl grab his sleeve, and didn't look at the flashing light that had already been exposed in front of his eyes.

Harry lowered his head to look at Qinghe, taking her face into his eyes at the moment.She lowered her eyelids, and from Harry's perspective, she could only see her long eyelashes fluttering like a butterfly fluttering slightly. His heart moved, and he grabbed her shoulders again and took the girl into his arms. He knew, His purpose had been achieved--apparently.

Just when Qinghe was secretly wondering how long this contact would last, the cell phone in Harry's pocket vibrated, and at the same time the sound it made seemed extremely abrupt in the silent night.

The girl poked his waist lightly, motioning him to answer the phone.

In Qing He's eyes, the other party seemed somewhat reluctant.

The phone screen lit up, and the name displayed on it was Felicia.

Harry frowned slightly, but he picked up the phone anyway.Qinghe wanted to take this opportunity to slip away from his arms, but Harry didn't give her this chance.

Harry was silent for a minute or two, listening to what the other person had to say, before he said, "I'm dating—"

When the word date came out of the handsome man's mouth, Qinghe's thoughts that were about to be blown away by the night wind gradually returned to Harry.

Why can he always catch her eyes easily?

Obviously he didn't say anything, he was just stating a fact.Qinghe felt that she shouldn't think so, but she couldn't help but tilt her gaze more towards his face, trying to see clearly what kind of expression was in Master Osborne's pair of ice blue eyes .

Harry's vocal cords vibrated, and he let out a soft chuckle, and his tone was tender: "As the news you have received so far," the man paused for a few seconds, his eyes drifted back again from a distance When he reached the girl, the smile on his face only got stronger, and he said solemnly: "I'm dating... with my new friend."

Qinghe was so close to him, even if Harry didn't turn on the loudspeaker, what Felicia said on the other end of the phone could still penetrate into her eardrum verbatim.

She heard Felicia say, "Harry, but your father has just died--such gossip may not do you any favors on the part of the shareholders."

Qing He finally grasped one of the key points: "They have wanted you to step down for a long time."

But Harry's answer didn't seem to take these people seriously at all, he was always at ease, at least now Qinghe hasn't felt any panic from him.

Harry first said what, which sounded like genuine doubts, and the next second he said: "I made a wish with the fairy godmother, and now my wish has come true! A special person appeared beside me —Felicia, I want everyone in New York to know about it tomorrow.”

The smile on Harry's face couldn't be more genuine when he said these words, and the brunette couldn't help but imagine what his middle school life was like.He left home alone when he was very young, and now he has transformed from a teenager into a man, and he came back again...

How did Harry spend his days alone?Will he smile like this now?

But obviously she didn't do anything... She was just standing here, at this moment.

It wasn't until he hung up the phone that Qinghe regained his sanity with great difficulty: "Hey...do you have to be so exaggerated? I thought we were just—"

Her words were suddenly silenced when they touched Harry's eyes, because something ignited the flames in the other's originally indifferent blue eyes, and the light in his eyes seemed strangely attractive at this moment.

"You're special to me," Harry said, and he never took his eyes off her.

"So—" he elongated his tone slightly, "go live at my house?"

The brown-haired man's words are so natural, he is naturally very assertive, and it is expected that he did not give Qing and other extra choices.

"I don't want it." Qing He turned his face away, "My house is very comfortable."

Harry smiled, "Your house?"

He meant something, and the girl understood in seconds.

Well well, he paid for it, and now it's his house—

The girl glared at him, "I didn't ask you to pay for me!"

Harry wasn't angry either, he coaxed: "It's my house anyway, you won't lose money if you live in a bigger one."

Qinghe also laughed, how dare he treat himself as a three-year-old child?Living in his home is of course very different!That means...one step closer.

That's exactly what she said, and Harry answered quickly: "I wish you were a three-year-old so I could take you everywhere I go."

Qinghe was speechless for a moment.

The man saw her reluctance, and simply admitted it openly: "I have to say something... because I love you, I love you, okay? I love you, and I just want to be with you every day."

The black-haired girl was a little confused, the heat on her fair little face came up again, and her tone was very soft, "Don't talk nonsense..."

"Harry, there's no one around now, really! You don't have to act any more..." She reached out and patted the back of Harry's hanging hand without thinking too much about it.

Harry's face turned dark, and after a while, he raised his eyes and said, "You don't have to agree... Your luggage is all with me now."

She was so angry and wanted to jump up and hit him, she knew that this guy would definitely not do anything good!

But she just didn't want to fulfill Harry's wish today, so Qinghe said without thinking, "I won't go, I won't go!"

"Then you'll sleep on the street." Harry's tone sounded grim.

"Okay," Qing He replied straightforwardly, "I'll tell all the newspapers in New York tomorrow that you, Harry Osborn, can't do it!"

Challenging a man physically is pure hotness.

The indifference on Harry's face lasted for dozens of seconds. After hearing this sentence, he fixed his eyes on the girl, and then he smiled.

This smile is indeed as good-looking as ever, but in Qinghe's view, it is absolutely 100% eerie.

"There..." He spoke clearly, "Where are you talking?"

Facing his condescending and dignified gaze, the girl was a little nervous, but she continued to pluck the hair on the tiger's head, "That's where it is—a man knows where it is."

Harry stretched out his hand to touch the girl's hair, but the soft touch under his hands made him feel more complicated. This kind of underestimated, charming and delicate mood was randomly mixed together like a ball of yarn, "Why don't you try ?”

The author has something to say: I am sick intermittently, and the academic tasks are quite heavy. I am very sorry, and the update will resume from today.

Everyone should wear a mask when going out.

Just give me one good reason

And I'll turn out my light

"Terrified" Isaac Gracie