The Seven Sick Girls Can't Ask For Me

The cool evening wind blew in from the slightly open car window, brushing the slightly long hair on Lu Qinggang's forehead.The speed of the car was a bit fast, and the street lights outside melted into one, making him dizzy.

Lu Qinggui closed his eyes in the slightly drunken smell. He didn't drink much tonight, but this body was not the body he used to be drunk after a thousand glasses of champagne. After drinking a glass of champagne, he would be three points drunk.

The changing light and shadow fell on his face, casting shadows on the contours of his face, his cheeks were faintly flushed with pink, but the slightly frowned eyebrows and tight lips showed a kind of cold and unapproachable indifference temperament.

Jiang Sheng, who was driving in front, took a peek at him from the mirror, just as the light of the street lamp fell, the mole under the man's left eye was covered by the trembling slender eyelashes, trembling faintly with the car.He secretly clicked his tongue in his heart.After his buddy came back from abroad this trip, he felt a little more seductive for no reason.

In order to celebrate his return to China tonight, he specially took him to the bar to hang out. He was fine, sitting alone on the booth with a glass of wine, his back straight, his posture like a mountain of white snow, only the neckline was loosely unbuttoned, revealing a Small pieces of glowing clavicle.The tone of the conversation in the bar immediately dropped an octave, and the eyes of men and women were all drifting towards him.However, he still didn't seem to notice it, with a cold face, sipping the wine in his hand again and again.People who came to strike up a conversation refused one pair, refused another pair when they came, and said that they had no intention of leaving after drinking half a glass of wine, leaving only a stack of business cards with lipstick printed on the table, without moving.

Jiang Sheng was keenly aware that although his demeanor was still the same cold, even more unattainable, his demeanor had a different smell from before, and he couldn't tell what kind of smell it was .

Anyway, the feeling is different from the coldness before. He was like a piece of hard ice, hard and cold from the inside to the outside. Anyone who gets close to him can only feel and be afraid of his coldness.Today's Chu Jinghe seems to be a piece of crispy candy covered with a layer of frost. As long as the tip of his tongue is put in his mouth and slowly melts the icy exterior, he can suck the sweet juice that melts inside.

The colder, the more unattainable, the more seductive, the more...

Hey, what are you thinking.He is a 24K pure straight man.Girls with long legs are his true love.

"Brother Jing, are you going back to China this time?" He quickly looked away, gripped the steering wheel, and asked nonchalantly.

"I don't plan to go back for the time being. I have graduated from the conservatory over there, and my treatment has come to an end. I plan to return to China for a period of recuperation."

Lu Qing bandit slightly opened his eyes and responded.His name in this world is Chu Jinghe, the third son of the Chu family.The Chu family is a business family, one of the top wealthy families in China.This body is that of a wealthy young man who was born in a honey pot. If he wants to have a family background and looks, he has a bad heart.He was raised by his family with great kindness since he was a child, and he didn't expect him to inherit any family business. He was afraid that the young master would burp accidentally, so everything depended on him.

"Then what are you going to do during this time?" Jiang Sheng asked.

Lu Qingbandit thought for a while. "Let's learn to draw."

"painting?"

"traditional Chinese painting."

Jiang Sheng laughed, "You have studied music abroad for three years and it's not enough, why are you interested in Chinese painting again?"

"Learn to play." Lu Qing said.

"If you really want to learn, my old man knows some masters of traditional Chinese painting. Although they are old, there are always a few who are still willing to teach. Let me ask you for you." Jiang Sheng himself seemed unreliable. Brother Jiang's son, but his family is a scholarly family with strong roots. In recent years, Jiang's family has turned to the cultural industry, and it has also flourished.

"No need, I'm just looking for something to do, and the teacher has already found it. He is a painter with a good reputation in China."

Where did he really want to learn Chinese painting?He is trying to seduce.

He has already learned from the system that his mission target this time is a painter named Fu Yige, and he just found an excuse to tie him to his side so that he can flirt.

"Oh, that's fine." Jiang Sheng didn't ask further.

It was past twelve o'clock when Lu Qing bandit returned to Lu's house, Lu's father and Lu's mother were already asleep, but the light was still on in the living room.

A gentle and handsome man stood in the living room with his suit coat off and a glass of water in his hand. The warm wall lamp dyed his hair a light brown color.

"Big brother."

After searching his memory, Lu Qingbandit matched this gentle-looking face with the big brother in his mind.He flicked on the lamp by the wall, and the hall was brightened up.

"Go out to play?"

"Yes, with Jiang Sheng."

"to bar?"

"Ah."

"You have a bad heart, so you should seldom go to places like this in the future. What should mom do if something happens?"

Lu Qingbandit hummed again, but did not speak again.

He looked at his elder brother carefully by the bright light, and his elder brother was not there when he came back yesterday.So strictly speaking, this is also the first time he really saw his elder brother Chu Haiting.

Not bad face, Lu Qing bandit looked at it carefully, the Chu family genes are very good, whether it is the eldest brother Chu Haiting, the second sister Chu Nan or him, they all have good looks.

This face can be scored 7 points, he said in his heart.

It's a pity that it would be better if the lips were thicker and the corners of the eyes were pressed.In this way, coupled with his height, he can reach 8 points.

After all, there are not so many perfections in the world.To be truly perfect, he alone is enough.

Noticing Lu Qing bandit's looking up and down, Chu Haiting turned around with the cup in his hand, and smiled at him calmly.

"I'll go back first, Xiaojing, you should go to bed earlier."

Lu Qinggui nodded. Aunt An, who was in charge of housekeeping at home, had fallen asleep. He took out a bowl of hangover soup that was warm in the pot.

When he went out today, the whole family knew that Chu Haiting's words were just knowing what he said, and the words he said were mixed with hidden malice in the polite way of dealing with them.

Aunt An has the habit of making hangover soup every night. The people in the Chu family have a lot of entertainment, and there is not much food to eat at the dinner party, so it is just right to warm the stomach.Chu Haiting knew this, but he didn't say a word about it.

It seems that this big brother is not very friendly to me.

After all, they are half-brothers. The story of the Chu family is actually very boring. It is nothing more than the death of the main wife, and Xiao San is in charge with a belly.It has not been uncommon since ancient times for legitimate sons and concubines not to deal with such things as fighting for family property.Both he and his second sister were born to Chu's mother, but it's a pity that Chu's mother's stomach was not up to par, and she failed to give birth to a healthy and capable heir to compete with Chu Haiting for the family property.Even though the atmosphere in the family is quite harmonious now, it is reasonable for Chu Haiting to have some resentment towards him.

The curling heat rises from the porcelain blue bowl, and the tea leaves are boiled in the soup, which has a slightly bitter taste and faint fragrance.

But what does Chu Haiting have to do with him?Chu Haiting's face is not as good-looking as his.

Moreover, he will definitely like himself.

After all, he is so beautiful.

After all, he is so beautiful...

Lu Qingbandi's slender, white fingers climbed along the edge of the bowl, gently blowing away the rising mist, and half of a swaying face was exposed at the bottom of the bowl.

The water patterns gradually calmed down, and the people at the bottom stretched their eyebrows, looking at him quietly and indifferently.The originally pale skin was stained a light brown by the soup, and the pale pink on his cheeks due to drunkenness has not disappeared.The corners of the eyes were a little rosy due to the transpiration of the heat, as if they were covered with a layer of peach blossom makeup, and a tear mole in the bottom of the eyes was very conspicuous on the fair skin.

His white fingertips tapped lightly on the mole of the man's tears in the bowl, and the water wavered.

You are so beautiful, no one is more beautiful than you.

You too.

i really like you.I love you and want to fuck-you.

Do you love me?

Well, I know you love me.

The coldness and unattainableness of Lu Qingbandi's body during the day melted away at this moment. Holding a bowl of hangover soup, he bit his lip and sat on the ground in the middle of the night, laughing silently, his body shaking uncontrollably , The hangover soup with the aroma of tea spilled on his chest, soaking his thin shirt, and his pale skin was burned red, as if a rash had developed.

There is no cure, and the disease is terminally ill.

He took off his shoes and walked barefoot on the slippery ground. With a snap, the kitchen light was turned off, and the surroundings were plunged into darkness.Pulling off the collar of his shirt, he climbed onto the counter barefoot. The Chu family's kitchen was huge and well cleaned. Lu Qing walked like a cat, avoiding the protruding cabinets.His thin feet landed on the cabinet, making no sound like a cat.

The kitchen was designed so that only one side near the wall had a string of long windows. He walked to the side of the window and half knelt down. At this time, the bright moonlight came in from the window.The translucent glass reflected his flushed cheeks from excitement and a pair of watery, drunken eyes.Like a thirsty traveler, he gently leaned one cheek against the cold glass, and hissed dissatisfiedly because of the excessive coldness.

Then he turned his face sideways, and lightly pressed the full lips that had just been bitten by himself against the glass, and moved the tip of his tongue to deliberately make a sticky sound of water.

chirp~

He stepped back and licked his lips like a cat, his eyes full of satisfaction.

"You kissed me once, and I want to kiss you back."

The young man stepped forward again, his black and slender eyelashes trembled and closed, his fair neck was bent into a beautiful arc, and his body had to be arched because of the shortness of the window, revealing a thin waist.He stretched one hand forward, facing his own palm in the glass, like a pair of white swans crossing their necks.

Lingering and elegant, infatuated and dedicated.

He remembered that the task given to him by the system made that Fu Yige fall in love with him?Willing to give everything for yourself?

Oh, this is really simple.

He obsessively kisses his own reflection in the glass.

In this world, there is no one who does not love him.

Just like himself.

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