Chapter 47 Taking Advantage
The tip of her nose felt sour, and the little girl's cheeks and ear tips were softly flushed. The eye circles are red, and the tip of the nose is also a little red.
It is very painful to watch.
Luo Ci lowered her eyelashes, she sniffed, and made a slight nasal sound with a long tail. She whispered.
"I'm sorry, I'm in a bad mood today, please come to me. I'm too self-willed today..."
"It doesn't matter."
He didn't ask her why, nor did he blame her, he was almost tolerant and gentle. Luo Ci was startled when she heard the words, and raised her face to look at him.
"Gu Sinian's words are largely correct," Shi Shu bent down and looked down at her. He obviously knew everything, even the reason why she was angry and sad.
The man said calmly, "But I'm not him, Luo Ci, you have to know that the people you provoke are never sheep."
Luo Ci looked back at him, and the man's side face was carved with strange sharpness in the sunlight: "My circle has been like this since I was a child, and now you've only glimpsed the tip of the iceberg. Have you made up your mind? Do you want to shrink back or continue?"
He even intended to appease her with these words, and put his weak emotions in front of her like cocoons—he didn't just have no feelings for her.
Luo Ci is really easy to coax. As soon as Shi Shu spoke, her subtle emotions were calmed down, and her heart tightened up and down.
Her eye sockets were still a little red, Luo Ci turned her face away and sniffed. I scolded myself for being so worthless.
Just a few words, a few words that make her happy...
Luo Ci was silent for a while, suppressed those emotions, raised her head and replied half-jokingly: "Are you conniving me to chase you?"
The corners of the man's lips curved slightly, and in the sunlight, the man's tall and clear figure showed a trace of gentleness.
"Um."
With such a faint voice, Luo Ci pursed her lips and hesitated to speak, looked at Shishu, and swallowed the words that came to her mouth.
Luo Ci propped up her arms and tried to stand up. She rubbed her eyes, the corners of which were red. Seeing the person in front of him, he blinked quickly again, thinking that he was hallucinating.
Otherwise, why is this story so close?
She even forgot that her ankle was twisted, and when she took a step forward, her foot hurt her heart. Her delicate eyebrows were frowned, and she staggered, almost unable to stand still.
With one hand firmly supporting her body, Luo Ci looked at the person in front of her in astonishment.
Behind him is a glowing, warm orange halo. The surrounding flowers and plants move with the breeze, and everything becomes his background board.
The outlines are a little fuzzy, but the man's eyebrows and eyes are still like a finely carved medieval portrait. Luo Ci's mind is clear, and every stroke is extremely delicate.
The man's warm breath fell on her forehead, the kind of dust-free sandalwood fragrance. It smells good when you get close.
The light fragrance seems to calm the heart. It's just that when it landed on the tip of Luo Ci's nose, it became slightly more charming.
She tilted her head calmly and pursed her lips. The loose and soft long hair covered the red ears that were about to bleed.
Luo Ci was confused.
How could her face become more and more hypoxic after drinking a glass of wine...
His hand went up, supporting her. When he realized something was wrong, the man slightly frowned.
"A sprained foot?"
Luo Ci nodded.
She was still hesitating at first, but with this light fragrance, her whole face gradually burned up, and the little monster in her heart appeared again.
Luo Ci resignedly thought that Shi Shu would not be angry with her. Besides, if she drank, Shi Shu would not get angry with a drunk.
Think of it as taking advantage of alcohol.
(end of this chapter)