Beauty is destined

Akina Fujiwara walked on the way home, and couldn't help laughing when thinking of Yushi Ninzu's reaction at that time.

No wonder...he didn't know that Keigo Atobe seemed to have an inexplicable debt to her, as long as it was what she really wanted, he would always let her go.

She began to gradually feel that maybe the two of them really came from different futures, and that Akina Fujiwara must have done something amazing to put a strong and colorful stroke on the hard and proud diamond.

Dim light came in through the narrow door, and she stepped up the steps cautiously, from the light to the darkness, and from the darkness to the moonlight.

When she reached the last step, a familiar smell of smoke lingered over her.

Her eyelids twitched, but she laughed even more wantonly. However, when she turned around the corner, the expression on her face was still obedient and obedient.

There were no lights in the corridor, the only source of light was the moonlight in the sky, but the man avoided the moonlight and hid himself in the shadows. When he heard footsteps, he looked over and pressed the cigarette butt in his hand. On the wall, a star of red fire suddenly disappeared.

He stepped out of the shadows, and there were a dozen cigarette butts floating in the moonlit water beside his feet. He didn't know how long he had been waiting here, and how anxious he was.

Kurosawa Ryosuke approached unhurriedly, compared to the last time, he was more calm, but also more imposing, like a well-known knife that has been cut and stained with blood, buzzing at her Ming, it seemed that he couldn't help drinking her blood.

Akina Fujiwara stared into his aggressive eyes and said softly, "Mr. Kurosawa."

He smiled and licked his lips.

A chill ran down her spine, and her animal instincts were telling her to avoid danger, telling her to run away!run away!

"Are you trying to escape?" He held down the wall behind her and blocked her way of escape.

Akina tilted her head.

"It's so cute." He laughed, pinching a strand of her hair and sniffing it in front of his nose, "But... what should I do? You belong to me."

She was oppressed by him, leaning against the wall, the cold rough wall rubbing against her tender skin.

He held her cheek very oppressively, and was about to kiss her with his head in his arms, but Akina Fujiwara avoided her, and softly refused, "No."

"Oh?" His voice was hoarse and gentle, but his subordinates used great strength, like a violent lion, and slammed her against the wall.

"Say it again, I didn't hear you clearly."

The moonlight shone on her skin, almost covering it with a layer of paleness, and her expression was incorporated into his ever-shrinking pupils.

He smiled so hard that his teeth were exposed, and the steaming eyes in his eyes seemed to burn her dry and tear her apart.

—he wants her.

Facing Ryosuke Kurosawa who had already lost his mind, Akina evaded his sharpness and said softly: "The smell of cigarettes in your mouth is too strong, I don't like it..."

The piercing blackness in his eyes dissipated a lot, but his fingers slammed down and stroked her neck.

"Then what I asked you to do, did you do it?"

It seemed that if her answer didn't satisfy him, he would immediately strangle her neck.

Akina Fujiwara raised her chin, like a swan stretching her neck, she smiled and looked at him, the answer is self-evident.

"Ha - good! Good, Qiu Nai, you did a great job!" Kurosawa Ryosuke laughed out of breath, with a fierce look in his eyes, and said sternly: "You forced me to do this!"

He suddenly took out a handkerchief from his pocket and covered her nose. Qiu Nai accidentally took a big breath, and the next moment, he felt dizzy, and his whole body fell into the boundless darkness.

Her whole body seems to have fallen into the clouds, and the warm clouds enveloped her naked, rubbing against each other gently, until her skin turned into a seductive pink, until her whole body was tossed and burnt. When it started to burn, a heavy rain suddenly came, pouring a chill into her heart and waking her up from her dream.

"Ah-"

Akina Fujiwara covered her nose and slowly opened her eyes. The cold air aroused goosebumps on her outstretched arms. She folded her arms and looked down at the morning glory-style bathrobe, but her body was intact. something wrong.

He was just as she thought, a coward.

"you're awake?"

Hearing the familiar voice, Qiu Nai immediately restrained her expression and looked over warily.

With a smile in the corner of Kurosawa Akina's eyes, holding a bowl of steaming hot porridge in his hand, he sat cross-legged beside her, and he stroked her hair naturally as if nothing had happened between the two of them.

"I must have woken you up when I opened the door." His voice had never been so gentle, like molten steel. "I happened to bring porridge over, you can eat some."

Qiu Nai lowered her eyes slightly, and her broken hair slid down her ears, covering her sight.

"What do you want to do?" Her voice was a little cold.

As if he didn't realize it at all, he still said to himself: "This is my own house, although it's Japanese style, if you're not used to it, I can ask them to renovate it."

"I say……"

He picked up the celadon bowl, took a spoonful of porridge, carefully handed it to her mouth, and said softly, "Let's eat something to warm your stomach first."

Akina Fujiwara sneered at his attitude of pretending to be dead.

"Is this useful for you? Stab someone first, and then serve well to help heal the wound?"

He had been looking slightly sullen eyes showing a little helplessness, and said softly: "You are too exaggerated, and I did this for your own good."

"For my own good?"

"Yeah," he pinned the hair on her cheeks behind her ears, and traced the contours of her cheeks with his fingers, but because he accidentally used some force, his nails left a red line on her chin Hen said, "Qunai, you are sick, I want to take good care of you."

"You have the disease!"

He smiled generously, handed the spoon to her mouth again, and even touched her lips intentionally or unintentionally, the red lips were stained with white porridge marks, like the marks left after doing something , Such an imagination made him unable to bear the joy.

When Qiu Nai saw herself scolding him, he was still smiling happily, and his brows could not help but frown.

"Don't frown, it won't look good." He leaned over and kissed her brow.

Akina Fujiwara snatched the bowl from his hand and said disdainfully, "Go away."

After all, she enjoyed the food by herself, and she was completely different from the Fujiwara Haruna he knew before.

Instead of staying away from her, Kurosawa Ryosuke raised his butt and got closer to her. With one hand on his cheek, he quietly admired the way she was drinking porridge. Once he saw the porridge on her lips, I couldn't help but bend the corner of my mouth.

Qiu Nai drank a bowl of porridge and finally regained her vitality. She leaned lazily on the pillow, and gently slid her fingers through the hair. It was a very common combing action, but it made her do it extraordinarily. charming.

He stared at her for a while, and when he saw that she looked drowsy after eating and drinking, he immediately showed dissatisfaction, and he couldn't help but said, "Why didn't you ask me?"

"Either way, you should ask me."

That's because no matter which one, I am very familiar with you inside and out. I know everything about you frowning, pursing your lips, what you think in your heart, and what you want to say.

"What do you want me to ask you?" Qiu Nai rolled her eyelids, and said out of boredom, "Is there room for others to comment on what you, Mr. Kurosawa, want to do?"

With his eyes wide open, he grabbed her slender wrist, "How do you know that!"

She raised her lips and showed a mocking smile, "After you came to my house on the first day, someone came to warn me and asked me to serve you well."

"How do you want me to serve you?" She exhaled like blue, put her fingers on his shoulder lightly, and slowly climbed up.

Kurosawa Ryosuke's eyebrows were almost knotted, and he said in a rough voice, "I didn't mean that."

After a slight pause, he immediately narrowed his eyes and looked at Qiu Nai who was slipping into his arms, and said with a sneer, "It's really not good, I was almost fooled by you."

He raised his hand to grab her chin, rubbed it casually, and said in a casual tone, "You, Qiunai, are much more cunning than the other one."

"Oh," she put her head on his shoulder, and said softly, "Don't you care if Fujiwara Qiuna is mentally abnormal? Now you want to say such things, it seems that you still like another pure white Qiuna ..."

She was like a jealous little woman, playing with his buttons with her fingers, her eyes flitting wildly.

His hands tightened for a moment, and when Qiu Nai showed a mocking expression, he immediately withdrew his strength.

"Yeah, who would like you, a slutty woman? Hurry up and give me back my Qiunai, otherwise..." He grinned grinningly, and shook his other hand hard, hearing the sound of bones in his hand crunching .

This kind of threat can scare other little girls who don't know the world, but it can't scare Fujiwara Haruna who has been with her for many years.

She is not afraid of anything anymore.

Qiu Nai's expression became more and more beautiful. She stroked her bathrobe and played with his heart slowly——

"I saw it. The color of the dress is morning glory. What does it represent?"

She smiled and said: "Love... is in the same heart with you, yo, our Ryosuke is so innocent, you must still be in the quilt, thinking about me secretly, while comforting yourself, groaning, right? "

Obviously he wanted to hear his name from her mouth, and he had imagined countless times that she called his name and threw herself into his arms, clinging to him, clinging to him, pleasing him——

But it was by no means what it is like now, piercing his heart full of holes.

"Akina Fujiwara," he tried to put on an expression of disgust facing this face, "I'm not thinking of you."

Qiu Nai blinked her eyes, and her smile became more and more beautiful. Her eyes could speak, and all she said were sweet words that would melt people.

"Oh?" She circled her lips into an O shape, and suddenly approached him, but stopped an inch before the kiss.

Only then can he breathe.

Akina Fujiwara bent her eyebrows, "However, everything in this world has two sides. Whether it is pure white Akina or pure black Akina, they are all Akina Fujiwara. They are a complete body. You only need a pure white Akina... you Do you dare to say that the one you love is really Akina Fujiwara? Not the goddess you imagined to satisfy your selfish desires?"

Every word she said was like a whip on his body, making his heart ache.

"I...I..." His eyes were shaking, and he was shaken by her words. However, when his eyes touched her indifferent ice blue eyes, his heart suddenly twitched, and his whole body Instantly strengthened his will.

"No... Qiu Nai, you are just sick, you will get better," he hugged her gently, put her on the quilt, and kept muttering words that he didn't know whether he was hypnotizing her or himself.

"You're just sick, I've sent a doctor, you'll be fine soon..."

"What if it doesn't get better?" She buried herself in the soft quilt and sighed comfortably.

"No, absolutely not!" His eyes were firm, and there was a strange fanaticism, "I won't let you teach her badly, absolutely not!"

Fujiwara Haruna glanced at his clenched fist and sneered.

His eyes sharpened, and he said in a cold voice: "If it really gets to that point, I will lock you by my side and never leave. You belong to me, and only mine!"

She opened her mouth to say something, but he reacted greatly and jumped up, "You should rest first, I...I still have something to do."

It's a lie at first glance.

As soon as he reached the door, he turned back abruptly, stared at her fiercely and said, "This is my private domain, and you also know that my real identity is the young master of the Kurosawa group, right? Don't try to escape, otherwise... "

"Otherwise, what?" Qiu Nai asked casually after seeing how strong he was when he faced her.

"Hmph, I want you to look good." After saying that, he left in a hurry, as if there was an evil spirit chasing him behind him.

But isn't she just a ghost.

Akina Fujiwara reached into the loose collar of her yukata, and pulled out a silver chain. The bottom of the chain was a round, flat ornament. She tapped it a few times with her fingers, showing a satisfied look. smile.

According to Kurosawa Ryosuke's prudish appearance, he would not force her when she didn't like him, and he would be shy about such trivial things as changing clothes, so he avoided it quickly.Moreover, no matter whether he changed the clothes for her or not, this necklace will never be taken away in his territory, because...

The circular decoration was opened, and there were two small portraits of Akina Fujiwara's parents inside. This incident was simply the man's weakness. No matter how strong he pretended to be, he would never forgive himself for indirectly killing her parents.

In fact, after so many years, even her hatred has disappeared. In her previous life, she had enough revenge. In this life, she never wants to get involved with him again. Obviously, what awaits her is a wider world. Why bother with yourself?

She pulled out the small portrait of her father, and in the interlayer was a thin roll of steel wire, the end of which could be unlocked, and the steel wire could be used to kill as well as bind people, it was really the best escape tool; She took out the small portrait of her mother again, behind which there was only a small round mirror, and she lifted the mirror up to look at herself.

"Hello, Qiu Nai." She greeted herself, and couldn't help but smile with narrowed eyes.

"Hi, I'm Qiu Nai too."

She stretched out her arms and hugged the small mirror into her arms, as if embracing another self.

Things have both positive and negative sides, and Fujiwara Haruna also has black and white sides. It turned out that when she pretended to be another person to strengthen herself, she gradually became another person. She showed clues when they met, and she probably didn't know it yet.

"Are you really ready?" Hei Qiunai couldn't help asking, "I am not only you, I also carry some memories of your previous life that you don't want to think about, do you really want to integrate with me? "

"Isn't this good now? You are a goddess who occasionally has little devils, and I am the knight who protects the goddess..."

"But haven't you already handed over the position of knight to someone else?" Bai Qiunai smiled softly, "I'm fine, I also want to be strong and become my true self."

Hei Qiunai sighed, then asked again: "Then what else do you know about me? Do you know what will happen when you merge with me?"

"Will it be worse? I've experienced the worst." Bai Qiunai smiled softly.

"What about the clothes?"

"Iko Sato?" Bai Qiunai frowned, "What does this have to do with her?"

"I understand, it turns out that you still haven't really accepted your *, it's okay," Hei Qiunai showed a gentle smile similar to hers, "I will guide you to find your true self..."

Before she could ask carefully, a sudden sharp pain hit her brain. Akina Fujiwara covered her head with her hands, rolling on the quilt in pain, but even at this point, she still bit the corner of the quilt tightly and did not want to disturb the black Ze Liangsuke.

Akina Fujiwara felt that her head was hurting for a whole day, and the pain didn't subside until she was almost unable to hold on. She stood up exhausted, thinking that she would break out in a cold sweat because of the pain, but in fact, she Refreshingly, the pain that made life worse than death seemed to be just an illusion of hers.

She covered her head and sighed softly, the memories that had been deeply buried in her mind were unlocked——

In her previous life, she fell into the hands of Ryosuke Kurosawa, and she hated him even if he rubbed her.So, after knowing his intention and his love, she fell quickly, she wanted to take revenge on him, and she also wanted to get more happiness.

The innocence he cherished was dyed black by her own hands, he was furious, and put her into the big dye vat of the public relations shop in Ginza, wanting her to see how she would be without his protection, but he didn't want her to hang around here raw water.

... until she got tired of it, she was scratching his heart.

Thinking about how I was completely blinded by hatred at that time, it was ridiculous to torture him in this way.

Akina Fujiwara held her cheeks, smiled at herself, and said to herself softly: "I should love myself the most. If you don't love yourself more in this world, who else will love you?"

Gradually recovering her strength, she walked to the door, wanting to see what kind of environment she was in now, and whether she had a chance to escape.

"squeak--"

She pushed open the astringent paper door, and a gust of cold wind mixed with water vapor rushed towards her face, making her shiver.

Qiu Nai wrapped her clothes tightly and walked out of the room, her bare feet stepped on the slightly damp and cold floor, and she felt the heat in her body subside immediately.

The spring rain was falling heavily outside the porch, and it fell into the pond under the porch, splashing layer upon layer of ripples. The bamboo gutter could not bear the heavy rain, so it fell into the pond again with a bang, splashing pieces of broken jade. .

There was no sound in the courtyard, only the sound of rain washing against the bamboo leaves, it seemed like an empty courtyard.

Did he regard her as a princess in the tower?

Qiu Nai walked a few steps along the corridor, and when she turned a corner, she finally heard voices—someone seemed to be arguing.

She rubbed her feet against each other, then walked towards the direction of the sound, but before she could go far, a man in a black suit came out from nowhere and stopped her in front of.

"Sorry miss, the front is not where you should go."

Qiu Nai squeezed her sleeves and looked at him obediently. The person who came was much taller than her, with an unreasonable face and scars on her forehead. It was obviously someone from their group.

She didn't say another word, just lowered her head obediently, and was about to turn around and leave, but suddenly there was a shout——

"I disagree!"

That was the voice of Ryosuke Kurosawa, and the voice that was arguing with him was——

"Stupid! Just look at your current appearance for the sake of a mere girl. I really want to see what kind of girl you are that can make you so obsessed!"

She is also very familiar with this voice, it is Kurosawa Ryosuke's father - the current team leader.

In his previous life, he never wanted to kill her, the miserable woman who tormented the heir he had finally cultivated.

Since he was able to receive the news and come here, it means that the people who came to save her should also act.

Akina Fujiwara was not interested in the conversation between the two, so she turned around and left.

"No father!"

"Bam—"

Kurosawa Ryosuke fell out of the paper door, and then a white light flashed across, a sharp pistol was inserted right next to him where he fell, as long as it was tilted a little, it could directly cut him into seppuku up.

The biological father and son are like natural enemies, especially when it comes to her.

Kurosawa Ryosuke's eyes were gloomy, and his eyes moved from the cold cock to Fujiwara Haruna who was stepping barefoot on the wet wooden floor not far away, his eyebrows were furrowed, and his eyes narrowed for a moment.

"Go!" He mouthed anxiously.

He didn't panic in front of the knife, but when he saw her, his eyes fluttered into water in the rain.

However, his abnormality is so obvious, who would not notice it?

That person also came out of the room. He stood in front of Kurosawa Ryosuke without looking at her, as if she was not qualified to let him take a look at her. His whole body was like a heavy mountain, with a heavy momentum He was so breathless that he asked Kurosawa Ryosuke indifferently: "That girl?"

Kurosawa Ryosuke clutched his chest, coughed dully, and refused to answer his question.

He glanced at Kurosawa Ryosuke lightly, turned and left, the hem of his black clothes swept across the blade, "Send him back properly, and then apologize properly."

Seemingly aware of Kurosawa Ryosuke's silent resistance, he snorted, as if laughing at Ryosuke Kurosawa's overreach.

"If you're really not reconciled, just strengthen your strength and grab it back."

"I don't have a cowardly son who gives up easily."

The gloom in Kurosawa Ryosuke's eyes was suddenly dispelled, and there was a trace of firmness in his eyes, and he bowed his head in response——

"Yes, father."

Team Leader Kurosawa came like a dark cloud, and when he left, he left behind the storm in the future. Sure enough, no matter whether we meet him early or late, he still has the same virtue.

The man in the black suit who had blocked her just now also left with him. At this time, only she and Ryosuke Kurosawa were left in the corridor. The rain outside the porch has been blown in a little by the wind, which wets his white shirt, outlining his well-developed muscles and two inexplicably raised spots.

"Do you need help?" Qiu Nai folded her hands in front of her lower abdomen, asking him in a gentle voice, but she didn't have the slightest intention to do anything.

Kurosawa Ryosuke moved a little bit, couldn't help but "hiss—" and said in a muffled voice, "If you really want to help, why don't you come closer to me? Huh, you pretending woman."

"It seems that you don't need help anymore?" She smiled softly and shyly, but what she said made him so angry that the wound hurt even more.

"You are such a beast, how can you still...be hard when you are in such pain?" Her eyes flicked around the two spots on his chest, "What are you thinking about every day?"

He didn't bother to pay attention to her, he lay down on the porch in a large print, his voice was hoarse and fierce to her——

"What are you still doing here! Your good boyfriend has used family connections to find him, and he has paid back all your money for you."

The rain fell on his face, leaving a long line of water stains, as if he had cried.

"Although, I always thought you belonged to me," his voice became more and more nasal, "However, I really admire that he can convince the family. If you choose him, I will not be wronged..."

He covered his eyes with the back of his hand and shouted loudly: "Go! Go! What are you still doing here!"

After waiting for a long time, she still didn't move.

Kurosawa Ryosuke couldn't help holding a glimmer of hope in his heart. He moved his palm tremblingly, but saw Qiu Nai crossing his arms and staring at him condescendingly.

"you……"

As soon as his passionate eyes touched her icy blue eyes, it immediately poured down like a basin of cold water from the top of his head.

"Ah, don't pay attention to me," she said with a cunning smile, like an angel, but what she said was full of malice, "I just want to see how embarrassed you are, you are so beautiful when you cry."

Evil woman!Akina Fujiwara is a villain with a pure and kind face!

Qiu Nai raised the corners of her mouth towards him, and said softly, "Then... I'm leaving."

How to do?

The fire in her heart that was extinguished by her ruthlessness was rekindled because of her smile.

"Wait." He stopped her again, his fingers were trembling with pain, and he took out a business card from his trouser pocket, "Your illness..."

"I've healed myself," she narrowed her eyes and smiled softly. "Look, I'm fine now. I've never felt so relaxed."

The worry in his eyes deepened, "I've already told him, you should go and have a look if you have time."

He handed the business card forward again.

Akina Fujiwara looked at his pitiful appearance, couldn't help laughing, clamped the thin business card between two fingers, laughed and ran away, into the rain and fog, like a Fairy in the forest.

"Goodbye, Qiunai." He covered his face with his hands, his voice became deeper and deeper, "What should I do? I really want to lock you up and tie you up..."

The spring rain is still falling, and the whole garden seems to be shrouded in a heavenly palace and fairyland. If you are not careful, you will get lost, but she is too familiar with this place, or every private hiding place of the Black Ze Group. What is familiar cannot be more familiar.

She didn't care about putting on her shoes, but just lifted the hem of her clothes, and ran forward on the wet stone road with her snow-white feet, and kept running forward.

Finally, at the gate of the garden, she saw him.

He was dressed in a formal suit and stood in front of the door holding a transparent umbrella. When she rushed out of the mist, he immediately stepped forward to meet her and hugged her firmly in his arms.

"Akina...Akina..."

He kept calling her, but his fingers were trembling slightly.

"Well, I'm here." Her voice was gentler than the spring rain, and the place that the spring rain could not reach was watered by her.

Keigo Atobe's dark blue eyes were like twisted seas, and he kept kissing her wet hair, as if he was kissing the miracle of lost and regained.

He could no longer bear the fear that she would leave him. When he came to pick her up at the agreed time, she was not there, and her phone could not be reached. Fujiwara Haruna seemed to suddenly disappear in this place. In the world, there is no trace left.

No, no, no!

How could he lose her again after finally finding her again?

Fortunately, he used the communication company under the group to find the place where Akina's mobile phone signal disappeared last, and traced the clue of Kurosawa Ryosuke.

Kurosawa Ryosuke!

How could Keigo Atobe forget that he introduced the financial scammer to Akina Fujiwara? It was not enough for him to squeeze her for the first half of her life, and he was the one who killed Akina!

The moment he got the news, he seemed to have returned to the time when the sky was dark because of her death, and his heart was slowly cooling down.

This time he must take her back and let her stay in his time forever. For this matter, he called his parents abroad and asked them to put pressure on the Kurosawa group, forcing Kurosawa Ryosuke to release Fujiwara Akina.

Fortunately, all efforts were not in vain.

He slowly pulled her away, looked at her seriously, carefully searched her whole body for any injuries, and finally slowly put the heart that had been holding it back to its proper position.

but……

"Why did you come out with bare feet?" He frowned, and stuffed the umbrella in her cold hands, bent down and hugged her directly, and the hem of her bathrobe turned into a wave pattern .

Akina Fujiwara looked up at him, the eyelashes were still stained with raindrops, like roses with dew, the eyelashes trembled slightly, and the raindrops slid down from the ends of her raised eyes and flowed into her temples, waiting for her to open her eyes again , her icy blue eyes were like the clear sky after the rain, her soft arms hugged his neck, her voice was like soft and dense rain——

"Because I want to see you sooner."

His footsteps stopped, as if he was tempted by the scenery hidden in those eyes, and he couldn't move his eyes away no matter what.

"Jingwu..." She looked at him tenderly, her eyes full of attachment.

Her rain-soaked bathrobe was tightly attached to her skin, as if wet petals were stuck to it, and it seemed that a light flick could cause all the petals to fall to the ground...

Her wet clothes were pressed against his arms and his chest, the slippery and sticky feeling was pervasive, his breath seemed to be wrapped in such soft and sticky emotion, making him unable to breathe.

His breathing became heavier and heavier, his Adam's apple moved up and down, as if an invisible string was tightening tightly.

"...I know you will come to save me, I believe in you."

The stars fell from her eyes, and she was about to say something, but before she could speak, he suddenly lowered his head, kissed her lips fiercely, devouring her words and her fragrance.

His fingers slid on her cold skin, the fingertips seemed to be endowed with magic, and sparks ignited wherever they jumped.

How far can a kiss go?

His lip lines rub against her lip lines, his tongue is entangled with hers, he entangles, licks, bites and sucks food, he seems to be a traveler who hasn't eaten for a long time, the first time he sees the rich food, he immediately eats it Chewing, wishing to suck out all her soul, and integrate it all into his flesh and blood. From then on, the two of them will never be separated, and he can always have her in his body.

His fingers penetrated under the hem of her petal-like clothes, and slowly climbed up along her curves.

How powerful will the pattern on the fingers be?

She melted from a block of ice into a puddle of water in his hands, and when his hands were lightly closed, the water formed a spring tide, and she also rose and fell with the tide, his hands became hotter and she also became hotter, as if a When she came into contact with him, she evaporated into water vapor with a "squeaky" sound, and her whole body seemed to be floating in the air, and she couldn't feel the weight of her body. .

Qiu Nai wanted to make a sound, but she didn't even have the strength to make a sound. Her arm was weakly clung to his shoulder, and the umbrella in her hand had already fallen to the ground like mist. Here, only by relying on him can we live.

The rain wet both of them, however, she was wetter inside than outside.

Qiu Nai raised her eyes to look into his pupils, in his eyes there were extinguished seas, withered sky, surging volcanoes, and black sunlight.

Her diamonds are simply wonderful.

The rain washed away his tear mole, and even his tear mole showed an inexplicable sadness, Qiu Nai couldn't help but raised her hand to touch it, and when he kissed his neck, she said: "Jingwu...you When will the tiger belong to me?"

Atobe Keigo raised his head abruptly, his sharp gaze seemed to be looking at her soul through her.

If this doesn't count as belonging to her, then what does it count as belonging?Could it be...

He slammed open the car door and put her in, then he pressed up and pecked her lips, this time he let her go without entanglement for a long time, and the two of them sat on the car seat like soaked chickens After a while, a small puddle of water gathered on the leather seat.

He took a bath towel from the driver and covered her body with his pocket.He lowered his head and gently dried her, but ignored the rain on his body.

Drops of water kept falling from his smoky gray hair. He brushed his hair casually and smoothed all the hair on his forehead to the back. There was a trace of madness suppressed in his eyes. He hugged her together with the bath towel, and pressed his lips against her. In her ears, she said in a low and intoxicating voice: "Qunai, marry me."

In this way, I belong to you, and you cannot escape from me.