Chapter 54

Liao Zhenbo raised her hand and gathered her hair to one side, revealing a slender neck as smooth as jade. The beautiful neck was shining white in the moonlight. Luring Liao Zhenbo's fingertips along the curve of his neck, he felt the obvious stiffness under his fingertips, and then rubbed them with his fingertips gently, "it's beautiful." His voice was hoarse, trying to control the spray.

"What?" Fu Xiaoqian wanted to be calm, but she didn't find that her body had already collapsed into Liao Zhenbo's arms, but her finger was deeply clasped into Liao Zhenbo's arm, so hard that she didn't even find her nails broken.

But Liao Zhenbo found out that he knew she was struggling in her heart. He couldn't bear to force her again. "Do you want to see more beautiful scenery?"

His breath caressed her neck and made her shudder. As if under a magic spell, she nodded and let Liao Zhenbo embrace her.

Just let your heart indulge for another night.

Fu Xiaoqian told herself so on this beautiful night.

Liao Zhenbo embraces her and walks freely along the narrow and crowded path. It's narrow because there's not enough light here. It's all due to the weak light of these fireflies. To say crowded, because at the moment is the man beside her, he completely closed her into his arms, so that there is no gap between them.

This man's breath is too overbearing, so that Fu Xiaoqian lost the ability to breathe independently, and her floating feet can't make her strength at all. The weight of the whole person is almost hanging on Liao Zhenbo's body, "ah." She snorted as if she had kicked something hard.

"Is it hurt?" Liao Zhenbo in Fu Xiaoqian's exclamation, will her whole person hold up, will go back to the road.

"No, put me down." Fu Xiaoqian kicks her legs and struggles to get down.

"Is it really OK?" Without the light, Fu Xiaoqian can't see Liao Zhenbo's real expression, but she can feel his tension and caution at the moment.

"It's nothing." Fu Xiaoqian wants to laugh at him for hearing that wind is the allergic nerve of rain. She can't laugh in front of such a nervous man. She could feel that the tension was real and from the bottom of her heart, "why don't you add more radium lamps here?"

Liao Zhenbo just smiles and doesn't answer.

Suddenly, a doubt flashed in her mind. She thought and asked, "why do you have to marry me?"

This problem has been bothering her these days. She is a self-conscious person. If she wants to say that the man in front of her is because of her beauty, she will feel extremely ridiculous, because this G city may lack everything, but there will be no shortage of beautiful women.

G city is one of the largest cities in China, holding the lifeblood of the country's economy and information, and is a strong wind vane for the country's development. In such a city, there are businessmen, scholars and stars from all over the country, as well as beauties from all over the country. They have sharpened their heads to drill here in the hope that on a certain day in a certain month and a certain year, there will be a man with a lot of money. He will see the Pearl in the vast sea of people.

The odds are slim, but with hope. So they will spend a lot of money to improve themselves in all aspects, but also in different occasions to show themselves.

And Liao Zhenbo is the only one among these men. It can be imagined that there are more than thousands of beauties around him.

It would be ridiculous to say that he was interested in her wealth, because on the day of marriage, she saw with her own eyes that he took out the gold pen customized for him and circled one after another on the checkbook.

If it's because of love How could it be that she couldn't stop laughing at the bottom of her heart? How can a man like him, who is so lonely and arrogant, put others in his eyes, let alone a man who has only met a few times. fall in love at first sight? That should only exist in fantasy! If there is one, it should be the patent of those men who like to recite poems and make love. To say that Liao Zhenbo will have it, everyone will think it's a joke.

Because of what?

Fu Xiaoqian twinkles with her star eyes. Even in the dark, she is still clinging to Liao Zhenbo's handsome face. She doesn't want to miss any expression on his face.

Who is Liao Zhenbo? He's a wise wolf who can quickly catch prey and avoid danger in the most dangerous and complex shopping malls. How could it be that Fu Xiaoqian could not be so careful.

His expression is calm and free, but the shallow voice is surging with torrent, but it is also well controlled by his strong self-control, "because fate, it is destined that we must be together."

Yeah, fate.

How could they be in a foreign country without fate? How could they appear in that town at the same time without fate? How could they meet at that night without fate? How could she know clearly that his hope was far away that night without fate.

No, fate may not be enough, it should be said that the heart has a soul.

Just, so detached, would she believe it?

Facts have proved that she really won't believe it. She turns her eyes and doesn't look at him any more. At the moment of turning her eyes, Liao Zhenbo sees disappointment in her eyes. She rushes in front of him and walks towards the distance.If you don't believe it, don't believe it. Liao Zhenbo thinks that he will make her believe it one day.

"Wow, how did you do that?" Fu Xiaoqian did not walk a few steps, she was shocked by the scene, she came to a very beautiful secret garden.

The flowers here are charming and bright in the dark. They seem to absorb the radiance of the sun and the moon. They sleep in the daytime and bloom slowly until the night. The petals are crystal clear and the whole body is full of light.

"As long as you like." I'll do it for you. Liao Zhenbo thinks that he can't say too much. He hopes that all these things can gradually penetrate into her life in daily life, instead of using words, which will only be illusory.

He casually folded a few flowers and saw the branches flying in his hands. Soon the vines were twined together and woven into a wreath. The first time to update, Fu Xiaoqian was stunned. She could not imagine that such a pair of hands for writing, a pair of hands for strategic decision-making, had such a dexterous side.

"Try it on?" Liao Zhenbo's voice is as gentle as the moon, with the magic of bewitching people. His eyes were as gentle as water, but the night was dark, and they became deep and clear.

Everything he said tonight is irresistible to Fu Xiaoqian, "OK." She divided her hair into two clusters, spread it from behind her ears to her chest, and then put her head closer to Liao Zhenbo.

"Just right." Liao Zhenbo puts a wreath on her head.

The bright light on the fluorescent flowers spilled down and scattered on Fu Xiaoqian's face. The white silk skirt appeared ethereal and elegant in the spring night. "People are more delicate than flowers."

These words, Fu Xiaoqian heard, and opened a flower in her heart, sweet nectar infiltrating her heart. But she didn't want to show more in front of Liao Zhenbo. She slid into the flowers in a circle, just like the spirit of flowers, directing and leading those flowers like the bright moonlight, flying in the air together.

Tonight's she, like this eyeful of fluorescent flowers, crystal clear, emitting beautiful brilliance.

"Come on, I'll take you to dinner." Liao Zhenbo holds Fu Xiaoqian's slender wrist, and his face is even softer than the moonlight. His voice is full of doting, pulling her further into the flowers.

"Don't you eat? Why go this way? " The wrist was gently held by him, as if he had been punctured. The pulse under the wrist was surging, and it seemed that there was something to jump out of his throat. Fortunately, he walked in front of him and didn't see her. The first time to update her hand on the heart position, want to let it return to normal heartbeat.

But the more she wanted to suppress it, the more her left chest jumped wildly. Inexplicably, there is a desire to be good to a person. In this way, we will never betray or leave him for the rest of our life.

What's wrong with her tonight? Her heart is like a runaway wild horse. She rides on the back of the horse, but the rein is in the hand of the man in front of her.

"Come with me and you'll know when you get there." His voice scattered in front, with a mysterious.

"Is it far away?" Yes, she needs to find something to talk to him in case she starts to think again.

"No patience so soon? I don't think you'll be disappointed if you insist on it a little bit more. " Liao is always too big. He only thought about the atmosphere of dinner tonight, but did not consider her patience. It was his dereliction of duty, it was his dereliction of duty.

"Not necessarily. I'm very demanding." Fu Xiaoqian slightly disdained to curl his lips, but there is a voice in the bottom of my heart, but constantly clamoring, ready for her? All this for her? Some kind of feeling, which has been silent for 24 years, has been completely liberated.

Fu Xiaoqian thought, this is what others call vanity.

"I know what you want." Liao Zhenbo's implication is that I can achieve everything you ask for here.

But Fu Xiaoqian's point is not here, her focus is that he knows.

He knows everything? Although it is so advanced now, it is not so advanced that we can send people to investigate and find out all her thoughts and requirements.

He was too proud, too conceited, "will your self-confidence be too high?"

Fu Xiaoqian is confident that she has never mentioned anything in her heart to anyone. Even Zhuo ran and even her parents don't know what they really want, except for the small world.

Because her idea is very simple and luxurious. If she mentions her simple idea to others, others will say that she is too sentimental, because she has a family that others look very rich. If she tells others that her simple ideas need to pay a lot of money, time and energy, others say that she must be crazy. Who will do such things in modern society.

So, she only dares to hide these ideas in that land, and then let it be buried in the unknown past.