Her voice, deliberately lowered, came from the microphone: "see me?"
Lu Jinnian closed the door and walked to the front of the car. Leaning against the front of the car at will, Lu Jinnian looked at Qiao Anhao standing in front of the window on the second floor. He couldn't help but hook up a trace of radian in the corner of his lip. He said, "yes."
The night seems to be because of Lu Jinnian's three words, become a lot of gentle, Qiao an good-looking downstairs, leaning against the station under the street lamp Lu Jinnian, the dim yellow light will pull his figure very long, let her mood become for no reason good, so that the voice of her mouth, are soft and soft, with a bit of correction: "how long did you stay in the car?"
Her voice, like a gentle wind, caressed his sensitive heart and made Lu Jinnian feel at ease. His voice seemed to be stained with the tide of summer night, deep and sweet: "not long."
"Is it?" Joanne asked in reply, but she couldn't help chuckling and muttering, "is there twelve hours?"
With her smile, Lu Jin also followed
Then it was like talking to myself, and sighed, "it's finally here."
"What wait?" Qiao an didn't know the meaning of the second sentence in Bai Lu Jin's year of Ming Dynasty.
"Nothing." Lu Jinnian looked at Qiao an Hao on the second floor and thought that this was the first time he had been guarding her in these years, and she noticed.
"Oh." Joanne's voice sounds dull.
Lu Jinnian found a comfortable position, leaned against the front of the car again and asked, "are you burning back?"
"Back." With Lu Jinnian's changing topic, Qiao an Hao suddenly forgot Lu Jinnian's ambiguous words. She aimed her mobile phone at the needle eyes that had been pricked on the back of her hand. She was like a girl friend playing coquetry to her boyfriend. She complained and said, "look, I pricked four pinholes, and all of them are bloody..."
Lu Jinnian took the mobile phone screen to himself. Sure enough, he saw a band aid on the back of Qiao an's white and tender hand. There were small pieces of cyan and purple around because of congestion.
Does it hurt Lu Jin asked in a young voice.
In fact, it doesn't hurt at all, but Joan still pouts into the mobile phone screen, and her voice is delicate as if it can drip out of the water: "pain..."
She spoke a little louder. The aunt lying on one side moved her body. She couldn't help raising her hand to cover her mouth and lowering her voice, she added to Lu Jinnian: "it's so painful!"
Lu Jinnian looked at qiao'an with such a lovely and cute look. He could not help but put out his hand, stroked the screen, and wanted to rub her cheek.
JoAnn looked on the screen. His fingers suddenly stopped. She saw Lu Jinnian on the screen, and her eyes became deeper. Qiao an bit her lower lip involuntarily. She looked through the screen and looked at Lu Jinnian's eyes.
Two people are not talking, the phone is a quiet, only each other's shallow breathing sound reverberates, and from time to time there is Lu Jinnian's side of the cool wind blowing, making the atmosphere sweet, warm, each other's heart is a quiet.
After a long time, Joanne blinked his eyes and said, "I'll be discharged tomorrow."
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