It rained heavily at that time. As soon as the umbrella flew, the rain directly rushed to Gao Leng's face.
……
I'm confused.
He was drenched with some tact. Seeing this, Lu Yilan subconsciously took an umbrella and ran forward two steps. Two meters away, she ran in front of him.
Gao Leng looks at the plain white shadow in her sight and rushes to her face. The wind and rain outside is completely blocked by her small body.
As the atmosphere rose, Lu Yilan looked at Gao Leng, raised his lips slightly and asked, "are you Mr. Leng
“!”
Gao Leng has been doing psychological construction.
He, he has been thinking about how to say, in order to make the umbrella blown away by the wind, this kind of embarrassing thing is not losing face.
The sudden question from the opposite person disturbed all his thoughts.
"Sir?" Lu Yilan has some doubts.
Why does Gao Leng suddenly stop talking
Isn't it?
She suddenly thought of a word, see light die.
Is it Gao Leng's expectation of her in his heart is too high, and now the reality is lower than the expectation, so he can't stand it?
If that's true, then he's really bad.
make complaints about a man in his heart. Lu Yilan feels that his hand holding his umbrella is sour.
Just as the rain was pouring and they were still, Gao Leng suddenly bent over and climbed out of the car.
Because Gao Leng was too high, as soon as he stood up, Lu Yilan raised his umbrella.
In the rain curtain, the man quickly moved under the inclined eaves. Seeing this, Lu Yilan immediately raised his umbrella to follow him.
When Gao Leng went back with his suitcase, he saw Lu Yilan struggling to give him an umbrella. He was stunned for a moment. "Water light, you just cover yourself. Don't worry about me."
"Ah." When Lu Yilan heard his voice, he couldn't help saying, "that's no good. You have a high status in my heart. Even if you are drenched, I can't drench you."
The man listen, quickly put the trunk into the car.
The wind is getting stronger and stronger. Gao Leng looks at the small umbrella on the head of the landing wave. He can't help sighing. He strides over and holds the handle of the umbrella quickly.
"I'll make it."
The finger lightly touches the man some blazing hand, Lu Yi Lan tiny Zheng, drew back down, "that childe you come on, I seem to be a little unable to hold."
"Well, get in the car."
After they both got on the bus, Gao Leng reversed the car and turned the key.
Lu Yilan looked at the raindrops on his shoulder and asked, "young master, don't you need to wipe them?"
"No As soon as the man's voice dropped, the car started to drive.
When the car was thrown away, they didn't talk, and the atmosphere became awkward.
The buildings of Mordor are connected one by one. The silver gray Lamborghini is flashing on the road. In the busy traffic, the familiar tune rings.
When the voice came out, Lu Yilan was stunned, "is this the song I sang?"
"Well." Gao Leng holding the steering wheel, although speechless, but the corner of his mouth hook up, "I listen, very good, on the handcuffed in the plate."
"Is there anything else you want to hear?"
Handcuffed to a plate Always listen when it's convenient?
Lu Yilan coughed twice, "no need, no need."
Looking at a woman's face, the man's mood is better.
Once you speak, the atmosphere begins to soften.
Gao Leng was not so formal. He turned his head slightly and asked, "did you have dinner on the plane?"
"No Isn't it - his treat?
"Then you must be hungry." High cold front turn, "according to the original plan, to eat."