Walking Through Fire for You

Xia night was choked.

In his mind, he quickly made a judgment about Nanchu—this little girl was not as easy to deal with as she seemed.

She is good at planning things. Facing a sudden opponent, she needs time to think. When the smoke clears, the girl's face becomes clearer.

Nanchu does not look aggressive.

Many female stars in the entertainment circle have aggressive looks, especially after putting on makeup, but their temperament is all kinds of silly and sweet.

On the contrary, Nanchu has light eyebrows, delicate skin, rounded face, and gentle contours. It is a kind of light beauty. Her aggressiveness will only show up when she gives the other side's power.

Just like just now--

In the summer evening, through the white smoke, I also felt the look in Nanchu's eyes.

It's like a hunter, the moment of light when seeing the prey.

Calm, cunning, and determined to win.

"When did you meet?" the goblin said.

"The year before last."

Xia Wan didn't hide it, and there was even some faint pride in his tone.

Although Nanchu is beautiful and good-looking, at least in terms of time, she won.

She came first.

There was a moment of silence.

In the evening to see Nan Chu's expression, she leaned leisurely on the glazed platform, with a cigarette between her slender fingertips, her brows and her eyes were gentle, and the corners of her mouth always wore a slight smile.

A loud roar came from outside the door: "Did you two fall in?!"

It's Lin Qi.

Nanchu finally took a breath, pinched the cigarette, pressed it out on the sink, and threw it in the trash can beside him, then turned to wash his hands, and said to Xia Wan in the mirror, "Doctor Xia, I knew each other when I was 16 Him."

After speaking, he took a paper towel, wiped it and went out.

The people behind were struck by lightning.

...

As soon as I walked out in the Southern Junior College, I saw two people standing at the door.

Lin Luxiao hugged his arms against the wall, hooked one foot, glanced sideways to her, and quickly retracted.

Lin Qi rushed in front of her, like a little monkey, sniffing left and right beside her, "Did you addicted to smoking?"

Nan Chu pushed him away, with an impatient tone: "You are even wider than Shen Guangzong."

Lin Qi followed, chattering in Nanchu's ear: "You forgot what you told you last time in Milan?! You still smoke when you are in poor health!"

Nanchu frowned, "..."

"You said you are a girl! How can there be so many troubles!?"

"..."

"Did you watch Weibo again?"

"No."

"Let them say what else those people say, you are not worth it for yourself, you? Quickly give me a quit!"

Nanchu almost wanted to take a plastic bag and seal his mouth, "Shen Guangzong upper body, you!?"

Lin Qi hates that iron can't make steel, and pinches Nanchu's arm, "You won't give you my birthday cake if you don't quit!"

Lin Qi is addicted to cakes, and there are not many people who can eat his cakes. Nanchu counts as one.

But after all it was the boy. He didn't make the move lightly or hard, and pinched again, "Do you not quit you?!"

Nan Chu opened his hand and his face was low.

Lin Qi knows that Nanchu can say anything when he is easy-going, and he is not easy to get angry. He really wants to make her angry. The cold violence skill is unlocked, and he will not find her for ten and a half months.

The boy was completely bluffed and muttered: "What is the fierce?"

Summer evening followed out.

Lin Qi and Nan Chu walked in the front, Lin Luxiao walked leisurely behind him. The other person was taller and taller than both of them. His back was straight and his legs were long, but not thin. The black trousers were wrapped in well-proportioned legs and were not powerful. sturdy.

When Lin Qi talked to Nan Chu, his eyes were pale and the corners of his mouth were curved.

She hurriedly followed, and whispered to him: "Lin Luxiao."

He casually said: "Yeah."

"You met Nanchu before?"

When Xia Wan was speaking, he looked at him from the corner of the eye and carefully observed his expression.

Lin Luxiao lowered his head, and when he heard this, the smile at the corners of his mouth faded, and he gradually restrained, making a very soft hmm.

Xia Wan: "How did you meet?"

"An accident."

Lin Luxiao obviously didn't want to talk too much.

"Oh." Xia Wan sighed.

Lin Luxiao glanced at her, "What did she tell you?"

Xia Wan said with a smile: "I heard her tone ambiguous, I thought you two..."

Halfway through the conversation, Xia Wan deliberately didn't say anything, but quietly looked at him with her eyes.

Lin Luxiao smiled mockingly.

Xia Wan said: "She is really beautiful, she loves to smoke. If you want to know her, just tell her that smoking is bad for your health."

Lin Luxiao: "Not very familiar."

"Oh."

The four returned to the box.

I lighted the candles, cut the cake, and wiped the rest on Lin Qi's face. After I was done, I was ready to pack my things and go home.

Xia Wan asked Lin Luxiao: "Did you drive here? I saw you off without driving?"

Lin Qi, who was about to go to the bathroom to wash his face, heard him, and said, "Sister Wan, you go by your own. I will ask the driver to pick it up."

Xia Wan looked towards Nanchu again: "Miss Nan, shall I see you off?"

Before Nan Chu said, Lin Qi replied: "I also asked the driver to pick it up."

Summer evening: "..."

After the summer evening left.

Lin Qi went to the bathroom to wash his face.

It was getting dark outside, and a clear moon hung in the sky.

The neon is shining outside, and on the other side of the hotel is the Linjiang River in Beixun. This river has a history of 100 years. There are fishing boats on the surface of the river.

There were two people left in the box, sitting opposite each other.

Suddenly fell silent, just staring at each other so dryly, what does the atmosphere say——

It's kind of fantastic.

Lin Luxiao leaned on the chair, with his legs wide open, his head lowered, and the lighter was spinning back and forth between his fingers.

Nanchu cut a piece of cake and asked him, "Are you still eating? You didn't eat one piece just now."

Lin Luxiao has never liked sweets, so he refused without raising his head, "Don't eat."

Nan Chu nodded, took it back, and put it in front of him to eat.

"What's your birthday?" Nan Chu opened a small piece, bit the fork, and looked at him.

Lin Luxiao did not speak.

"Don't you keep it secret?"

Lin Luxiao took the lighter away, stuffed it into his trouser pocket, and looked up at her: "August 9."

Nanchu calculated the next day, "That is next month?"

"Yeah." Lin Luxiao said ahead: "But I don't have a birthday."

"I didn't say I would help you." Nan Chu blinked at him.

"..."

You say what you answer, you can't tell her again.

With this recognition, Lin Luxiao decided not to pay attention to her next, and bent his mouth lightly, then touched the cigarette case on the table, took a cigarette in his mouth, and took out the lighter from his pocket. Chong Nanchu gave a look at the empty cage with one hand, as if seeking her consent.

Nanchu made a gesture of "please".

The lighter turned on instantly, and the cigarette **** was inflamed. Lin Luxiao took a deep breath, spreading the smoke, and threw the lighter on the table, looking out the window.

Nanchu was picking up cakes and looking at him.

There are many small fresh meats in the entertainment circle that look better than him, but they are not as good as him.

Lin Luxiao's lines are very hard, his facial features are straightforward, his brows are slightly frowned when he smokes, his shoulders are wide and his buttocks are wide. He doesn't work out, but he is very muscular. He leans on the back of the chair with his back arched and his abdomen bent. The T-shirt is attached, and the abdominal muscle lines can be vaguely seen, but not obvious.

The scenery under the hem must be impressive.

The gray smoke is like a barrier.

Nanchu had an idea.

She reached out and grabbed a handful of cream, stood up leaning forward and stretched out her hand, and wiped Lin Luxiao's face across a table.

Lin Luxiao reacted very quickly, Yu Guang saw something rushing towards him, and the conditioned reflex grasped it.

It's a woman's hand.

Soft and delicate, cool and thin.

His first reaction was that it was so small, and he seemed to be able to break it with a little effort.

The man's palm is wide and warm, and a bit rough.

Women's wrists are delicate and slender, and a bit slippery.

Different minds.

"What are you doing?"

Lin Luxiao's voice was a little dumb.

Looking at his expression, Nanchu always felt that the next second he would pick up the entire cake plate and buckle it on his head, "It is customary to wipe the cake. This is a blessing from the birthday star."

"Go on."

Lin Luxiao took her wrist and looked at her mockingly.

Nanchu boldly stretched out his hand again, "Try it?"

The strength on the wrist is heavier again.

Lin Luxiao pulled her wrist and pulled to the side, her voice was very weak: "Is you free?"

The man from Nanchu was dragged over, bent over and hunched, with a slightly open neckline. She was very thin, and under the delicate collarbone was a nice hook line for a woman.

In the early days of the South, most of the underwear styles are unrestrained, lace, lace, gathered...

But today I have to climb the Nine Blind Mountain and wear a piece of sports underwear.

The chest is flat.

Nanchu subconsciously covered his neckline.

Lin Luxiao raised his eyebrows lightly, his expression of disdain seemed to say--

Have something to show me?

Of course, Nanchu was not covering her neckline because she was afraid of being seen. If she was wearing **** underwear today, she would probably let him appreciate it.

"What's your expression?" Nan Chu said.

"It's nothing."

He let go of his hand, leaned back on the chair, and took a cigarette.

"coward."

"..."

"Just watch it."

"..."

Lin Luxiao squinted at her, "Yes."

Early Southern: "..."

Lin Luxiao sighed, "I thought you were still sixteen years old."

"..."

What the **** you said is so righteous!