Luo Xin leaned against the window, gently closed his eyes and reported the address in a low voice.

Chi Yufeng wrote it down silently. His men skillfully turned the steering wheel. The dark blue metal Bentley turned a corner and drove out quickly.

Twenty minutes later, Bentley arrived at the community location of the women's newspaper.

Chi Yufeng pulled over at the door of the community, turned his head, and his eyes focused on the woman's quiet sleeping face.

In the dim light in the car, his expression became more and more blurred. Only his dark eyes were shining in the dark as if they were hot.

The length of Qiao Luo is very suitable for the short hair of women's temperament. Some fall on her face because of the sleeping position of slightly lowering her head.

He untied his seat belt, carefully leaned over, slowly stretched out his fingers and pulled up the black hair scattered on her face.

The whole process is gentle and unaware, but with the love that can overflow from your eyes.

After so many years, she is finally willing to come back... Although not for him.

"Xin er..."

Although Luo Xin fell asleep, she didn't sleep very stably. When the man's cool fingertips touched her cheek skin heated by alcohol, she woke up almost immediately and opened her eyelids.

Suddenly, the face suddenly appeared in front of her. Without hesitation, she stretched out her hand and pushed the man away.

"What do you want to do!"

Chi Yufeng was pushed unprepared and hit the steering wheel. His elbow pressed the horn. The harsh whistle made passers-by look at the car with strange eyes.

He endured the pain of hitting his waist, raised his head, looked at the frightened and vigilant eyes of the woman, and his heart suddenly contracted.

Inevitably, he sneers at himself in his heart. What does he want to do? Well, why don't you ask him what he can do first?

What else could he do? They knew very well that if they didn't say something, it would be difficult for them to be friends in the future.

He will not do or try anything that will only make things worse.

Chi Yufeng didn't explain, but said with a faint smile, "here, do you want me to send you up?"

"No."

As soon as the woman's cold tone changed, she smiled Yanxi when eating in the restaurant. Her face was covered with cold ice. After that, she hurriedly untied her seat belt, pushed open the door and got off.

Chi Yufeng hesitated for a second and followed, catching up with the woman's hurried footsteps.

Luo Xin looked at the man walking on his side. He stopped at his feet, closed his eyes and took a deep breath. "Yu Feng, you really don't have to send me. I'm a little tired today. I have to rest when I go back. I may not have time to entertain you."

The temperature at night is very cold, especially when you come out of the car suddenly. The sense of temperature drop brings greater sensory stimulation.

Luo Xin held his arms and rubbed his hands back and forth. His heroic face showed an expression of impatience.

Chi Yufeng saw this, took off his dark gray coat, put it on her, and replied calmly, "I don't need you to say hello. You drink too much wine today. If you don't drink some sober soup, you will have a headache when you get up tomorrow morning."

His voice was even gentle.

It was just his concern and tenderness in exchange for the woman's unconscious raising her hand, and the coat fell to the ground.

There was no sign of the picture, and even Luo Xin didn't expect it to be like this... She just didn't want to put on his clothes. In her opinion, most of these situations would have some ambiguous elements in it, but she only felt like a friend to him.

She was stunned. She quickly bent down to pick up the coat from the ground and handed it back to the man, "sorry."

Chi Yufeng looked down at the guilt on her face, smiled calmly, took the clothes from her hand, and immediately asked, "really don't I have to send you up?"

"No, I can walk back by myself."

This time the man did not force, nodded, "remember to cook sober soup, otherwise it will be hard tomorrow."

Then he opened a warm smile at her, then turned and left.

Luo Xin stood and turned around. He looked at his straight and slender back with dim eyes, "I'm sorry, Yu Feng."

She can't give what he wants, and he can't give her what she wants.

……

Pei Luoyi stayed in bed after dinner and leaned against the head of the bed to read.

After reading it for a long time, I still didn't see a word. I often looked at the wall clock hanging on the wall, and the time passed bit by bit.

Finally, simply put the book back on the bedside table and turn off the light to sleep.

I thought something was hidden in my heart and I couldn't sleep. As a result, I didn't sleep long.

Sleeping in a daze, the tip of her nose vaguely smelled the familiar smell on the man, and a big hand suddenly pinched her nose, making her out of breath.

She soon woke up.

Before going to bed, she turned off the headlights in her bedroom, leaving only a wall lamp with warm light at the head of the bed.

This will not make you completely unable to see the man in front of you.

After holding the fire all night, and he woke her up maliciously, peiluoyi raised her hand and pushed away his big hand of mischief.

"I'm going to sleep. Don't make trouble." She stared at the man, then turned over, pulled on the quilt and closed her eyes.

Gong Yan hugged her from behind in her posture, gently sniffed the fragrance in her neck and whispered in her ear, "little heartless, I pushed off a pile of work and came back. You told me you were going to sleep?"

Pei Luoyi couldn't stand the breath he was talking into her ears. She was so angry that her teeth itched. He knew it was her

She was tied up with what she could not do. She opened her eyes and turned her head to the deep and smiling eyes of the man. What he was just about to say was that he had smelled a faint perfume from his nose.

She knows almost what perfume he usually uses, but this thread is too obvious, not his.

Maybe a woman.

The voice that inadvertently fell into her ear before the man hung up in the evening

Did you really go to dinner together?

The clear eyes can't hide her thoughts, not to mention her sudden distraction.

Seeing that she was stunned, Gong Yan took the opportunity to kiss her. An arm was empty from her waist. His fingers pinched her chin and kissed deeper and more violently.

Pei Luoyi came back to her senses.

She subconsciously lifted her head back and ended the first kiss.

Gong Yan looked at her gloomy expression and realized what. On the handsome outline presented in the dim light, the handsome and stiff eyebrows slowly frowned, "what's the matter?"

Pei Luoyi didn't answer. He lowered his head and stretched out his hand on his waist, but he was accidentally taken into his arms more strongly by the man.

"Gong Yan!" Her hurried low cry was completely ignored by men.

The man locked her in his arms, pinched her chin with his bony fingers, and forced her to face his black pupils very close, "what's the matter with you?"