Fast Transmigration: Save Him - Chapter 197

Qing Jiu was very embarrassed to sit on his seat. He thought of the thing that song had just said he would go to Yuelin villa. He turned to look at Zhao Yin, trampled on the teacher who was listening attentively. He secretly glanced at the teacher who was talking on the platform, and resolutely swallowed the words.

After class, as soon as the bell rang, Qing Jiu turned his head, took Zhao Yin’s arm, and told the story excitedly.

Zhao Yin had never been to such a place. Even the last Shengyuan club was her first time. She didn’t adapt to such an environment, but she was too embarrassed to refuse seeing Qing Jiu want to go.

“We can also ask Luoyang to go. Anyway, he’s OK, don’t you think?” Qing Jiu pretended to speak out casually, and the corner of his eyes saw that Zhao Yin’s expression had obviously changed, and a different emotion flashed in his eyes.

Qing Jiu chuckles to herself. It seems that these two people are looking at each other. Although she thinks that Luoyang man is a little unreliable, he is not a bad man because he is so loyal to his brother.

“All right.” Zhao Yin nodded, lowered his head, put the book into the bag, and walked out of the classroom with Qing Jiu.

Zhao Yin didn’t know if Qing Jiu was aware of the strange atmosphere between her and Luoyang, but she really wanted to see him again.

She didn’t even know what her attitude towards Luoyang was. She was a little more guilty, but since she met him, she wanted to see him again.

Or, one side is not enough.

On Friday night, Qing Jiu took Zhao Yin to Yuelin villa with song Mu Chu.

As soon as they got out of the car, they saw Luoyang standing at the door with a cigarette in their mouth, but they didn’t light it. They put their hands in their trouser pockets and looked down at the ground.

His hair was a little long in front of his forehead, blocking the light, and his face was dark.

“Luoyang!” Qing Jiu took Zhao Yin and called out.

Luoyang raised his head. His light eyes lit up when he saw Zhao Yin, and then returned to normal.

“You’re so early. By the way, have you eaten yet? I’m starving. Fourth uncle, you should have ordered dinner? ” Qing Jiu released Zhao Yin’s arm and walked up to song Mu Chu. Song Mu Chu knew what she was up to. With a smile, he pulled her wrist and walked towards the restaurant.

Yuelin villa was built in the middle of the mountain. At night, the wind in the mountain was a little cool. Zhao Yin wore a white half sleeve on his upper body and a pair of jeans shorts on his lower body. He took some clothes in his bag, which should have been sent to the room at this time.

Zhao Yin looked at Luoyang and didn’t know what to say.

Luoyang has a faint smile on the corner of her mouth. Her eyes look at her without hesitation. Especially when she sees her long white legs, her Adam’s apple rolls up and down.

“It’s cold in the mountains at night. Why do you wear so little?” He said in a low voice, took off his sleeve and put it on Zhao Yin.

Zhao Yin’s face was slightly red, his head was low and he didn’t speak, just like a child who was criticized for doing something wrong.

“Speak, you used to speak less, but still speak, eh?” Luoyang takes the cigarette out of her mouth and throws it into the garbage can next to her. It reminds me that Qing Jiu didn’t eat, so it’s estimated that this little girl didn’t eat either.

“I… Qing Jiu said, it’s better.” As soon as the words were finished, Zhao Yin wanted to sew her mouth on, and her face turned more red.

Luoyang couldn’t help laughing, stretched out his arm and put it on Zhao Yin’s shoulder, “go, eat.”

Zhao Yin was so stiff that he could only follow him.

He was tall, and every step he took caught up with Zhao Yin, who could only catch up quickly; Later, Luoyang may have noticed it and deliberately slowed down, humming a tune she had never heard before.

Zhao Yin looked up at Luoyang, and at a glance, he saw the light color of stubble on his chin.

“Tomorrow night there will be fireworks. It’s very beautiful. You girls like it.”

“Did you bring other girls to see it?”

Luoyang stopped and looked down at the little girl. How could he smell vinegar?

Realizing that he had said something wrong, Zhao Yin quickly dodged his eyes and saw that there was a restaurant in front of him. He didn’t care about anything and ran in directly.

Luoyang watched her run away, raised her hand, touched the stubble on her chin, hummed a little song, and walked in slowly.

Four people sitting at the table, basically is Qing Jiu talking.

Song Mu Chu sat opposite to Qing Jiu and listened patiently. Occasionally, he answered. He helped her peel the shrimp without stopping; Zhao Yin always looked at Qing Jiu, as if he was listening to her seriously; Only Luoyang looked at Qing Jiu with disgust, and looked at the table full of delicious food. He was afraid that Qing Jiu’s spittle would fly into the food, so he might not want to eat for a few days.

“When I went to the canteen last time, Zhao Yin didn’t go. I went by myself. Do you know the result? Canteen aunt to a handsome man in front of super many dishes, but also smiling, when I came, immediately face, tone is particularly impatient, also give me a little bit! I really think the canteen Auntie is a movie queen, or Yan Kong’s movie queen! To tell you the truth, that boy is not handsome at all, even Luoyang is more beautiful than him! Ah Qing Jiu said his “painful experience” with both voice and emotion, and did not forget to tease Luoyang.

Luoyang, who was eating, was immediately unhappy when he heard this, “song Qingjiu, your brother in Luoyang is not good-looking, do you understand? Brother Luoyang is a handsome man. ” He said and showed off his arm muscles.

Qing Jiuhui gives him a white eye, takes the chopsticks to pick up the shrimp in the plate and puts it into his mouth.

“Eat quickly, take a walk, digest, and have an early rest.” Song Mu Chu wiped his hands with a tissue and began to eat.

After dinner, Qing Jiu took song Mu Chu to another road for a walk, and said that he would not go to Luoyang today.

“You want to set them up?” At the end of the Song Dynasty, he followed Qing Jiu one or two steps behind her. When he saw her dancing, he was in a good mood. What’s the revenge.

“Yes, don’t you think the sparks between them can catch up with the fireworks? Isn’t this kind of rough man and quiet girl very popular now? ” Qing Jiu did not look back, but happily answered.

“But as far as I know, Luoyang’s father will never allow such a thing to happen. Zhao Yin, I think, will suffer.” Song Muyang sighed and looked up at the night sky. The air in the mountains is good and there are many stars at night.

On hearing this, Qing Jiuyi stopped and turned his head to look at the beginning of the Song Dynasty.

“Fourth uncle, you are becoming an old man like my father! Now that they are together, they don’t have to get married. ” Qing Jiu is not in the mood to take a walk. She walks by song Mu Chu and is ready to go back to her room.

At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, is he really old? Not to mention that he is now nearly 30 years old, so many years ago, so many things, if he is still like a hairy boy, it is really strange.

“Fourth uncle, go!” Qing Jiu looks back to see song Mu Chu still standing in the same place, shouts at him and waves his hand.

At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, he quickly followed up and walked on the road side by side with Qing Jiu.

From time to time, he turned his head to look at her. Seeing her innocent face, he had to push it back.

Qing Jiu naturally feels his burning sight. She can only look at the road under her feet and laugh foolishly to cover up her heart which has long been defeated.

No matter how long the road is, Qing Jiu looks at the room in front of him, turns his head to look at Song Mu Chu, and smiles brightly at him, “good night, fourth uncle, see you tomorrow!” She opened the door and went in.

Song Mu Chu stood quietly at the door, staring at the door for a long time, then left and went back to his room.

Qing Jiu enters the door and turns on the light, but finds that there is no one inside. Her and Zhao Yin’s bags are left at the door, but they haven’t been opened.

She and Luoyang have not come back yet? What do these two people have to do in the evening? Did you do something bad?

Qing nine bad smile, carry the bag in, take out pajamas from inside, into the bathroom.

Meanwhile, Zhao Yin sneezed.

Luoyang heard the sound, turned to look at the people around her, eyes fell on her exposed legs, thought: no wonder the Internet said “this leg I can play for a year”, now it seems that this is a good statement.

“Or shall we go back? If you have a cold, Qing Jiu can kill me. ” Luoyang joked that he was really worried. He looked up at the night sky. The moon didn’t know when it came out, and the white light was shining around a little.

Zhao Yin shook his head, didn’t know where a stubborn force came from, pointed to the front and said: “don’t you mean to go there? Let’s go. ” With that, she walked forward.

She didn’t know what was wrong with her. She was so cold, but she didn’t want to go back, just like staying here with him.

Zhao Yin felt that he must be crazy.

A complex look flashed on Luoyang’s face, sipped his mouth, and followed Zhao Yin.

Today, she tied a ponytail. Her black hair swayed from side to side. With her stubborn back spoon, the smile at the corner of Luoyang’s mouth deepened.

Sure enough, she is still a little girl.

Luoyang reluctantly shook his head, took out a cigarette and lighter from his trouser pocket, put a cigarette into his mouth, lit it, and followed her slowly.

Just as he was about to finish smoking a cigarette, Zhao Yin’s destination finally arrived.

She stopped contentedly, but there was a trace of melancholy in her heart.

“Well, little girl, if you like to go here, I’ll accompany you tomorrow night, OK?” Luoyang threw the cigarette end on the stone floor and stepped on it.

Zhao Yin nodded and was about to walk back.

“Come on, I’ll carry you back, a little faster.” Luoyang squatted down and motioned Zhao Yin to come up.

Zhao Yin hesitated for a moment, and his face rose to a red cloud. Seeing that Luoyang was very persistent, he lay on his back.

“Let’s go!” Luoyang got up, two small arms supporting her legs, steady step, strode back.

Zhao Yin’s hands clasped his neck, and a faint smell of smoke lingered on the tip of his nose, which was unexpectedly pleasant.

Luoyang hook lips, laugh at their selfishness, but just want to back this little girl, how a little embarrassed?