Walking Through Fire for You

Lin Luxiao pushed her to the door of the car and walked down her neck little by little.

The little girl's body was full of scent, a little bit she wanted to crush and tear people apart. His kiss was still domineering and forceful, the tip of his tongue stuck into her mouth and stirred hard, his eyes were scarlet and looked at her.

Nanchu was kissed by him and his whole body was soft, and the clear pupils were full of water, which made people feel tight.

Can't see, the more I look, the less I want to leave.

He closed his eyes, bit down, and moved to her ear, licking lightly.

Not to mention being sensitive.

Nan Chu's whole person trembled, yelling in his ears, oh-oh-oh, his voice was so soft that he hooked his neck, his little hand slipped into the back of his shirt, and gently scratched, "Go up?"

Lin Luxiao lowered his head and smiled, and took off her sweater directly, revealing the slippery shoulders, lowered his head and put it down, and said in a low voice, "It's too late."

"What time is the car?" The little girl was confused.

Lin Luxiao kissed him and answered casually, "Nine o'clock."

Nanchu glanced at the time in the car, eight ten ten.

It’s too late, so he pushed him abruptly, "Then you go quickly, don’t miss the car, or you will miss work tomorrow."

The temperature suddenly pulled away, his consciousness returned to his brain, and he leaned against the seat to squint at her.

The little girl's clothes were almost half faded, and she leaned in a mess on the car door, with the white and plump **** dangling on her chest. Lin Luxiao squinted slightly, turned her head and smiled, buckled the buttons and leaned back on the chair. gone."

Then he really left.

In a burst of car exhaust, he was about to return to his place.

Nanchu went upstairs, turned on the lights, the light was dazzling, and the surroundings were quiet. She was the only one left in the huge house. She walked up to the sofa and leaned back, tilted her head, her arms over her eyes, covering her eyes. The dazzling light.

Just lie down until nine o'clock.

Nanchu glanced at the wall clock on the wall, and went to get his mobile phone.

As soon as Lin Luxiao found a place to sit down, the phone in his trouser pocket shook, "Have you been in the car?"

He quickly pressed, "Hmm."

After sending it out, I turned my head and looked out the window, the whistle rang--

It was still the rumbling green skin, the head was messy, and it was noisy like Caishikou. Lin Luxiao sat in this carriage a little out of place with his head back on the chair.

His mind was full of restricted-level pictures in the car and Nan Chu Wen's soft body.

Being single for too long, suddenly there was a wife, and even the wedding night was not over, so he had to rush back to the army overnight.

Sitting across from each other was a small couple of students, about seventeen or eighteen years old. After eating a bowl of instant noodles, you feed me a bite, and I feed you a bite, with a strong affection, and kiss each other from time to time. I am not afraid of getting tired and crooked.

Lin Luxiao looked at it for a while, don't start, just smile.

I was surprised that children nowadays are precocious.

He didn't understand this at the age of eighteen. He was still playing wildly with Liu and his colleagues to study the age of rockets, airplanes, tanks and various military guns. At that time, women were alien creatures in his mind.

Think again.

When he was eighteen years old, he was ten years old in the south, and he broke a child.

I should not fall in love with her.

The phone shook again.

Southern Chu: "Isn't it boring in the car?"

"It's fine."

It's interesting to go back and forth.

"what are you doing?"

He hooked up his mouth, without thinking, and just shot it down: "Think about how you were when you were ten."

Nan Chu lay on the sofa, with her feet cocked, holding her mobile phone and replying: "I am ten years old?"

"Ok."

Nanchu: "I have a photo, do you want to see it?"

"Look."

"So reluctant?"

After a few seconds, there was a change of breath: "I want to see."

Nanchu jumped off the sofa and went through the photo album at the bottom of the box. There were many photos of her from six to eight years old. After the age of nine, she rarely took pictures again. Four little swans photographed with children.

A group photo was taken in the background.

She took it with her mobile phone and sent it.

The four little girls had exactly the same hairstyles and the same white swan suits, and they were almost the same in shape.

"Guess which one is me?"

Lin Luxiao glanced and snorted, "The third one from the left."

Nanchu: "[Holding face expression], even my mother didn't guess it, how did you guess it? My mother looked at it for a long time and pointed to the one on the far side."

"intuition."

This let him say, the third from the left can attract him at a glance.

Later, under Nan Chu's follow-up question, the answer was attracted.

The little girl replied with joy: "So, if I met you at the age of ten, would you still like me?"

"will not."

"Then what if I chase you?"

"Unbelievable, you know so much when you were ten?"

Nan Chu held his mobile phone to him, "Yes, I liked a boy in the same class when I was six years old. He was tall and sunny. When he was eight years old, he liked the neighbor brother next door to our house. He laughed very warmly."

Lin Luxiao looked at this text message and sneered.

Six years old? Still tall? very sunny? Giant baby?

"Oh, I'm still at the age of playing mud at eighteen."

Nan Chu laughed on the sofa holding this sentence for a long time. When she reacted, she found that the corners and curvature of her mouth raised when she looked at herself in the glass window mirror was really amused by him.

This was shocking.

It seems that communication in this way is more comfortable and relaxed than face to face.

The same is true for Lin Luxiao.

Just put the phone down, it shook again.

The little girl said: "Let's send more text messages if it's okay."

"Ok, ten o'clock, you should go to bed."

Lin Luxiao didn’t have many chances to touch his mobile phone, so he could only take two eyes during the training occasionally. The system in the team would be stricter than that in other counties, because Lushan is a dangerous and prone area this year. Communication tools must not be turned on under special circumstances.

Special circumstances include: death of relatives, spouse giving birth, etc.

When he turned on the phone, one or two popped out occasionally, both from Nan Chu.

And this day, he saw that there was a text message that was not right.

"Huh, I've got your high school love history!"

The text message was sent a week ago, and I haven't sent him any content this week.

Lin Luxiao's bone fingers were all squeezed white. Zhao Guo saw Lin Luxiao, who had always been calm, like this. He thought something was wrong at home, "What's wrong? What's wrong at home?"

Lin Luxiao stood up, "I'll go out and make a call."

After speaking, I walked to the water room, holding the phone in one hand and pinching the other on his waist, after the beep sounded.

A crisp line over there: "Captain?"

Lin Luxiao leaned against the wall, "Yeah."

"You're back?"

Early Nanchu thought he had returned to Beixun, so he was a little anxious at the moment, and he was still filming outside.

"No."

There was silence, somehow, lost: "Oh."

Lin Luxiao smiled suddenly: "What love history did you pick out of my high school?"

"Call me and ask me this?"

"Not all."

Southern Chu: "Da Liu said that you seemed to like a girl in high school."

Big Liu.

"..." Lin Luxiao felt his brain hurt instinctively, "Do you believe this too? Da Liu has a bad brain, stay away from him."

"Are you guilty?"

Lin Luxiao sneered, "Hush, he just can't marry a daughter-in-law now, and he is jealous that I have a daughter-in-law, so he deliberately adds to my troubles!"

Someone yelled over there, Nanchu turned around and responded, and said to the microphone, "I have to put on makeup. Let's talk next time. I'm hanging up."

Lin Luxiao curled his lips to the phone.

...

Nanchu stayed in the studio for a week.

In the second week, someone came to visit the class and brought a large bouquet of roses. She leaned on his red sports car in a majestic manner. She turned and left.

Zou Miao ran over to hold her back, "I have traveled all the way to see you, you can stay for two seconds before leaving."

Nan Chu threw him away, "What the **** are you doing?"

Zou Miao smiled hippiely: "Chasing you."

It's like a neurosis.

I have encountered difficult problems before, but I found that Zou Miao was not a difficult problem at all, so he deliberately wanted to **** you off. The more angry you are, the happier he will be. This fierceness has been haunting him, if you really let go, you may be annoying for two days.

Nan Chu suddenly turned around, blinked his eyes, and made a pleading but not humble, and said charmingly, "How can you not haunt me?"

Zou Miao stared at her with a smirk, but said, "Why do you think me so bad?"

Nanchu rolled his eyes, "Just go ahead and give it a break."

Zou Miao smirked: "Would you like to sleep? Maybe I'm tired of sleeping, so I won't come to you."

Nanchu laughed: "No, you will always want to sleep after a nap."

"Suck." He smiled, "I haven't slept with a woman who let me sleep for one night and want to sleep for the second night."

Nanchu irritated, rolled his sleeves, squinted his eyes and said: "I don't have the desire to sleep with you, just cut it off."

"I like to pester you, I like to see you jumping in anger, I'm very happy."

It’s so cheap. Nanchu looked at him speechlessly, his voice getting colder: "Zou Miao, I thought you were quite interesting at first. You have to do this, but it’s boring. If you want to sleep with me, OK. , You show some sincerity, I see if I will compromise, or you just like to **** me off? Where did I offend you?!"

This woman is really a rock in the pit, smelly and hard.

When Jiang Ge showed him the photos, the indifference in this woman's eyes always made him think it was deliberate, but after contacting him, she discovered that this woman is really a **** iceberg. No matter what you do to please her, she will have a face. Respond to you coldly.

No wonder Jiang Ge really loves and hates her.

Men are famous in this circle for their eagerness.

When Jiang Ge said that this woman was difficult to chase, he really didn't believe that there would be women in this world who would not worship gold, ask for fame, and dislike famous flowers.

His father said that that day was a blind date.

He just wanted to try. He didn't plan to get married, but just wanted to tell Jiang that there is no woman who can't catch up in this world, there are only men whose conditions are not good enough.

However, it does.

Zou Miao drove away angrily.

Nan Chu thought about whether this person would come to find himself again, and felt relaxed for a while, and spent two days happily.

After Zou Miao left, Nan Yueru came the next day.

Recently, the film and television city has really become extremely lively because of the two people who come and go.

Nan Yueru called her back to the hotel.

Nan Chu passed by without changing her clothes. The heating inside was high, and as soon as she opened the door, she rushed towards her face warmly. Nan Yueru turned her back to her and just took off her coat. Hearing the movement, she glanced back at her and said nothing.

"Mom." Nan Chu called out.

Nan Yueru lazily replied, "Is it okay to film recently?"

Nan Chu nodded, "It's OK."

Nan Yueru changed her clothes, leaned on the sofa, touched the cigarette case on the coffee table, put it in her mouth, inhaled it, glanced at her, and said calmly: "How are you and Zou Miao?"

At the beginning of Nanchu, I felt that Nan Yueru came to see her today, and it had something to do with Zou Miao: "General."

Nan Yueru looked at her, and stared at her coldly like a knife scrape: "I heard Zou Miao say, you two are out of play?"

Nanchu didn't go around the bend anymore, "Yes."

"Have fun with that kid again?"

Nan Chu suffocated his head and said nothing. Lin Luxiao had said that she had to keep it from her and wait until he came back.

"I want to ask you something--!" Nan Yueru suddenly raised the volume.

Nanchu still refused to say.

"cheap!"

Nan Yueru was completely on fire, and he picked up the ashtray on the side and slammed it at her. Nan Chu didn't hide, and a bag suddenly bulged up on his forehead, as if horns were growing.

His head swelled, and the pain was sore, Nan Chu tried to endure it.

She had a bitter throat and took a deep breath before she smoothed the air in her chest cavity: "I always find it strange, don't you always ignore me? Why do you care about my love?"

Nan Yueru didn't speak, panting, seeming to calm her anger.

Nanchu asked again: "Why didn't you look at me when I was sick when I was a child? You never said a word for me when I was scolded when I was growing up, and now I just like a fire chief, you Just so excited?"

Nan Yueru was angry with the cigarette, looked carefully, and her fingertips trembled slightly: "Who hasn't been scolded by anyone? I was scolded by someone when you were your age. Isn't it cruel? Even a picture of your grandma. People have been washed into black and white photos, who is not bitter? The more people scold you, the more people like you. That's it, you feel wronged? Without going through this, how can you survive in this entertainment industry? I originally thought you would surprise me, but you are nothing more than that. How can a man make you fascinated?"

Sweat dripped from her forehead, Nan Chu's head swelled, tears could no longer be controlled, and she slid to her mouth. She pressed her lower lip. It was idle and a little bitter.

She suddenly lowered her head and almost gave up everything, including her pride, and begged her with a low profile that she had never had before: "Mom, I have no other wishes."