Beauty is destined

"Sorry, I'm a photographer. Your expression just attracted me very much." He bent his eyes again, took out a business card from his pocket, and handed it to Qiu Nai with both hands.

Qiu Nai tilted her head, but she still refused to accept the business card.

The man's originally squinted eyes opened slightly, revealing a touch of blue, as if sweeping across the golden beach and blue waves, they came towards her wave after wave.

She just took the business card and whispered the name on it——

"Fuji Shusuke?"

He took a closer look at Qiu Nai's expression, and seeing that she really had no impression of the name, he said, "Ah... It seems that I haven't done enough, Miss Fujiwara Akiko doesn't seem to have heard my name."

Qiu Nai raised her head, pressed the thin business card to her lips, searched her memory carefully, but had to apologize, "I'm sorry, I..."

"Hmm..." He shook his head with a smile, "It should be said that I'm too arrogant, so can I make an appointment with you? I want to invite Ms. Fujiwara to take a group of photos..."

Although he was smiling, Qiu Nai always felt that there was something hidden under his gentle and modest coat, and this kind of strength that retreated into advance also displeased her.

However, this man seems to have heard of it somewhere...

Qiu Nai smiled, and waved the business card between the two, "I can't agree to this, please contact my agent first?"

After that, she leaned against the window again and looked out of the window.

Fuji Zhousuke showed a more interested look on the contrary. He leaned against the wall beside her, carefully adjusted the lens, and raised the camera from time to time to observe Qiu Nai's appearance in the lens.

This woman is like a dick, maybe others will be seduced by her beautiful skin, but he saw the empty and poisonous soul under her rich and colorful skin, like a rose covered with thorns in the dark, in the desire ~Looking at the carnival, under the nourishment of happiness, fresh and tender red petals bloom.

She will catch every man who tries to get close to her, and she will also use her sweet nectar to seduce the man she likes. Whether it is active or passive, she will be like an insect that has dropped a spider web. She cannot escape, but can only sink continuously.

This enchanting flower can only be seen from a distance, and although it is dangerous to approach, he wants to take a picture of her poisonous beauty.

Qiu Nai leaned back, her silver hair slid down the glass window like running water, she tilted her head, the golden sunlight passed through her eyelashes, her half-closed eyes seemed to contain a puff of water. Sparkling sea water.

"Is there anything else, Mr. Fuji?"

He tilted his head and smiled slightly, his flaxen hair was like flowing honey in the sun, "I'm waiting for Ms. Fujiwara to give me your manager's phone number."

"Is that so...that hand?"

Fuji Zhousuke looked at his palm, and stretched it out towards her helplessly. He was wearing a white short-sleeved shirt, which was simple in style, but because of his tall and straight figure, it exuded a clear and gentle taste.

Qiu Nai looked down at his palm carefully, and suddenly laughed, "You like tennis very much, don't you?"

The calluses on his palms are exactly the same as those on Atobe's palms, they were all ground out by tennis rackets, that palm has slid over every corner of her skin for countless nights, but since when did the body get farther and farther apart , The heart is gradually alienated?

"Huh?" He opened his eyes in surprise, and smiled again, "That's amazing, how did you find out?"

Qiu Nai took out a tube of slender lipstick from the small bag she had been carrying on her body, smiled and said, "Secret——"

The sound of soft lifting was as sharp as a fishhook, and Fuji Zhousuke couldn't help but pay 12 attention. He almost bent his eyes into a thin fishing line, and it was the fishing line that hooked the fish. slightly bent.

She held his palm, and got closer to the familiar cocoon. She raised her eyebrows and squinted at him. The strands in her eyes were like plucked sugar strands. She put the silver lipstick into her mouth. , pulled it out gently, and twisted out the red lipstick. The lipstick was pasted on his skin and slowly slid across, writing the phone number.

"Sure enough, he has been playing tennis for several years."

Although it looks thin and thin, there are not many muscles in the arms.

Fujisuke tilted his head and let him move. He looked at her as if he was admiring the beautiful scenery and analyzing the photography techniques of famous works.

"Crack."

She snapped back the lipstick, and slowly slid it into his palm against his middle finger.

"I always feel that you look at me differently. Maybe I will find another side of myself under your lens."

Bu Er was startled, and even thought she had read his mind.

"Pfft——" She covered her mouth and smirked like a little fox, "It scares you, I just hope to cooperate with you."

When she turned around, the skirt spread out like a blooming flower, and the slippery texture flowed from the back of his hand, like the falling moonlight and the flowing stream.

In fact, Qiu Nai wants to see the blue sea hidden behind his smile, and it will only appear when he is surprised or angry.

"Hey, goodbye!"

She turned around and slid her fingertips over the bright red on her lips, which was exactly the same color as the one on his arm. She slid into the corner, but he felt that the tube of lipstick in his palm became hot too .

"Heh... have you fallen into a trap?"

Looking down at the lipstick, Buer smiled even wider.

……

"Mr. Yachen!"

A familiar address made the sandwich in his mouth accidentally fall down between his legs, and all the white sauce rubbed on his pants.

"Ah..." Nayakami Asahina blushed, and frantically grabbed the paper towel on the table to wipe the sauce on his pants, "Don't...don't come here!"

"Tut tut-"

Qiu Nai happily jumped to his desk, put her face in her hands, and stared seriously at his crimson cheeks.

Nayakami Asahi really wanted to get into a crack in the ground immediately.

Why, why!Even though he was such an old age, he still panicked every time, especially... especially in front of her.

Nayakami Asahi pressed the paper towel on the sauce, and secretly looked up at her, but just in time to meet her smiling eyes, he suddenly lowered his head and stuttered, "Then...well, why are you here today?"

"Ah!" He jumped up suddenly, but bumped into the corner of the table. Enduring the pain, he hurriedly grabbed Qiu Nai's wrist, "Are you sick? Are you injured? What's wrong?"

Qiu Nai looked into his concerned eyes and smiled.

Hey, what Asahina Futo said is right, she did play tricks on his brothers.

"No, I'm fine everywhere, I just came here with my manager, and I'll come and see you."

"That's it..." He breathed a sigh of relief, but when he lowered his head, he found that he was still holding her wrist. He was so frightened that he immediately let go of her hand and took a big step back.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I'm...not..."

Couldn't hide.

"I don't want...in fact, I..."

I really can't hide it anymore.

He could no longer utter any lies to conceal his true intentions, but he didn't have any position to explain his intentions.

Nayakami Asahina lowered his head, the expression in his eyes was covered by his too long bangs, and he sat back on the chair again.

The other party is a married woman, it is not allowed.

However, the more he emphasized this layer of identity, the more it filled her with a sense of mysterious taboo. When he thought of the title "wife~wife", he began to feel numb from the scalp to the tailbone.

—So he was just one of those ugly men.

"Ha, look at me, I accidentally dropped something again."

He blocked the expression on his face by picking up the sandwich from the ground.

"The ones who should blame me are all because I want to scare Mr. Yachen."

"It should be said that I'm too easily scared," he stood up, although he was smiling, his eyes were full of self-loathing, "I'm really useless..."

Qiu Nai's eyes were filled with the melting spring water of March, she leaned into his eyes, and said softly: "That's not true, Mr. Yachen who can save so many people is not useless."

"Many times, Mr. Yachen helped me."

Her soft smile is simply his salvation, she is like a heavenly goddess who opened her arms to him without any grudges, but his heart is full of filth, and he still hopes for her.

Nayakami Asahi never realized that he was so hopeless.

The two chatted casually, and Asahina Yasomi's lunch break was over. He put his hands in the pockets of his white coat and sent Akina out.

Qiu Nai put on her sunglasses, patted his arm, and said with a smile: "Mr. Yachen is the most handsome, so I'll go first."

Nayakami Asahi watched her get into a red sports car parked on the side of the street, then turned her head and waved at him again and again.

Until she was completely out of sight, he still looked in the direction where she disappeared, and when the nurse came to ask him back for consultation, he realized that his legs were numb.

……

"Why did you go to the hospital?" Yushi Ninzu looked at her rosy cheeks, and then joked lightly, "Could it be that she's pregnant?"

"Ha ha--"

"Huh? Didn't Xiaojing work very hard, could it be..."

Qiu Nai took off her sunglasses, stared at him and gritted her teeth, "You want me to kick you out of the car?"

Yushi Ninzu surrendered immediately, but said in his mouth: "Ah, I am so miserable. I have been your exclusive driver for the past few days, but in the end I won't even let you say a word."

Qiu Nai folded her arms in front of her chest, glanced at him lazily, and pointed out: "You men...you are all in the same group."

This tone of voice obviously provoked her by Uncle Atobe, combined with the text message sent last night...

He smiled, "Hey! Are you tired of it?"

Qiu Nai put her fingers against her cheek and looked out the window, "How should I put it, it probably feels like a diamond has turned into glass."

Ninja Yushi's mouth became dry, "This kind of thing can't be joked, although you two were a little careless when you went to get the marriage certificate, but this..."

She pressed the button next to the car seat, put the seat down, looked at him sideways, and said indifferently: "You know I'm seeing a psychiatrist, and you know the kind of disease I have, right?"

He stared at the road in front of him, gripped the steering wheel, but his tone couldn't be softer, "Hypersexuality."

Qiu Nai laughed softly, "As expected of a student of the Medical University."

Ninja Yuuji tried his best to twitch the corners of his mouth upwards, but he still couldn't show a smile.

"Although you all say it's a disease, I'm very happy..." She leaned on her palm and said softly, "I don't have my mother accusing me of beating and scolding me. I feel great living by my heart."

"You're exhausting your body now, what will you do when you're old?"

She smiled, but she didn't tell him that because of the bizarre world she accidentally entered, instead of losing anything, she would gain something by doing this. If it was true as what Abe Seimei said, she might live longer and be more beautiful. Life is more delicate.

What she didn't care about, he worried about her.

"Just because the two places are separated, can't you bear it?"

"Maybe I didn't meet Jing Wu at the right time. He is on the rise in his career, ambitious, and wants to make a difference, but I hope he will be with me all the time."

She curled herself up into a ball, "I've always been alone... If you don't have another person's body temperature in the quilt after you get married, why do you want to get married?"

Shinobu Yushi parked the car somewhere on the top of the mountain, watching her huddled up, feeling very sorry for her.

I'm sorry, Xiao Jing, you still have your parents and friends, but Qiu Nai is the only one who can really be called a friend.

He held her cold hands and asked in a low voice, "Is there anything I can do for you?"

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