I don't know if the sound was because it was so close to the ear.
Low and sandy, very magnetic.
Lou Luo didn't know if all young people were like this.
Every word seems to melt into the heart.
There is no way to refuse directly.
The temperature in the car is difficult to drop.
The lingering feeling, when he hugged her horizontally, put her on the bed, and leaned down to kiss her lightly, everything was like a dream that he didn't want to wake up from.
Only this time, Lou Luo understood.
He didn't like her giving him gifts of value.
The falling of the building is a bit unpredictable.
The next day, I asked my friends specifically.
Only got one reply.
"There are two possibilities, either you are too scheming, what is a car, from an economic analysis, you can get more things if you stay with you for a long time, if that is the case, such a boy can be regarded as smart and calm I'm angry, or I like you too much, people talk about feelings with you, but you talk about money with others, you are really... Wait a minute, he doesn't like you talking about money with him?"
Lou Luo let out a "hmm" and didn't speak any more.
Just communicate directly.
Sent a message.
"I gave you the car, are you unhappy?"
The other side quickly replied: "Before you realize its purpose, it's really a little bit, Mr. Lou, you can't keep me as a pet all the time, I'm your boyfriend."
Lou Luo thought for a while, then said: "Is there anything else?"
"Others?" Bo Yin lay on the bed, with one hand stretched out, grabbing the faintly seeping sunlight, her brows were wrinkled, without her, the sunshine became even more unlikable.
After Lou Luo signed a document with a pen, he had time to reply: "Anything else you don't like."
"A lot." Bo Yin sent a voice over, deliberately lowering his voice, as if he had been abandoned by his master: "You are eating with other men and making me wait at home, I'm not in the mood to sleep."
Lou Luo paused: "There is no way to avoid business entertainment."
Sure enough, this is the answer.
Bo Yin continued, with a rambling voice: "Watching other people play games takes an hour."
This is indeed wrong with Lou Luo. After knowing about the silver-haired boy, she has been searching for the other party's game videos.
I didn't think there was anything in the game before, but ever since I got to know Spade Z, every time I saw a boy playing a three-on-one in the game, Lou Luo always wanted to laugh inexplicably.
Playing games is so handsome, but there is also a cute feeling of a little tiger.
I don't know if it was her illusion.
"Still giving rewards in that person's live broadcast room." Bo Yin said here, her voice became more casual: "It seems that she didn't even start the broadcast."
Lou Luo chuckled lightly: "I really like to be jealous."
"Jealous? Hers? No way." As Bo Yin said, she glanced sideways at the pillow in the living room, her eyes were light: "If you want a pillow in the future, I can take a picture and make it into a pillow." Let you hug."
Lou Luo listened to what he said, but didn't speak yet.
"Forget it, you should take a picture and make it into a pillow for me to hug." Bo Yin felt the increasingly intense light, and finally frowned, moved his position, and said in a low voice, "You are not here, No point in sleeping."
Lou Luo's white fingers stopped and coaxed softly, "I'll go back early today."
"So obedient." Bo Yin smiled, and immediately the surroundings became angry: "Tomorrow I will take you to Milan to meet your little god."