Chapter 546： Will I be the last woman in your life to be taken?

Song Chulang touched the bitten chin. For the first time someone bit him like this, he could feel the touch of the little girl's teeth on his flesh at first, with a tingle of itching, when he bit it again, it hurt. Bringing the warmth on her two lips can also feel clear.

His face was unnaturally scratched, and his chest was numb.

But in an instant, Meiyu couldn't help crowding together.

In just a few days, he seemed to be getting closer and closer to the girl.

But this kind of closeness has never passed between him and others. He has always been mature and stable. He is a ruthless boss in front of his subordinates, a majestic brother in front of his brother, and a respectful son in front of Song Huaisheng. He played various roles, but never played with people.

"Forget it, let's stop arguing", Lu Qingxi showed a surrender, "I did wrong first."

"Don't do this in the future," Song Chulang said slightly stiffly, "After all, we are different between men and women. It is not ridiculous to be seen by others. Besides, you should not be like this as a girl."

Lu Qingxi blinked and heard the phrase "there is a difference between men and women." I didn't know why I wanted to laugh a little.

Compared with Zhou Shilun, who is always in estrus, Song Chulang looks extraordinarily strange.

Zhou Shilun said that men have strong needs in that area, so they can estrus in broad daylight, and Song Chulang, a 34-year-old man, has never had a girlfriend. Although this adult's world may not be a woman Friends can also have relationships, but she always feels that this uncle is very old-fashioned and in some respects is more conservative than her.

How could there be such a man.

Lu Qingxi smiled and nodded, "I was wrong. I didn't think so much just now. I have sand in my clothes now, and I'm not comfortable."

She took the t-shirt out of her pants, and a lot of sand fell out of her back. She rolled up her clothes and touched her back with her hands. She felt a lot of small sand and wiped it off uncomfortably.

Song Chulang saw her slender white waist exposed in the air, but it wasn't much at the beach, but somehow he looked a little unnaturally, and turned his eyes away.

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After spending more than an hour on the beach, the two took a taxi to climb Diamond Head Mountain.

After buying the tickets to go in, Lu Qingshui saw a dining car, but he had to ask Song Chulang to ask her to eat shaved ice.

"Why do I ask?" Song Chulang looked around and there was a child clamoring for his mother to buy shaved ice for her, and the mother refused to let her cry. He now felt like he was bringing the child out.

"Because I want you to invite me," Lu Qing lifted his chin slightly, a proud expression, "You don't invite me, I'm like this little child."

"Okay, then you cry and show me", Song Chulangjun's face was cold.

Lu Qing looked around, and suddenly the pretty little face froze. He hugged his arm and shook it pitifully. "Dear, please don't look like this, let me eat shaved ice, just one, I I promise to obey you in the future. "

The Chinese were also passing by. They understood the Chinese language and looked at him with a lively look. Even the hawker who bought shaved ice said in English that he should buy shaved ice for his girlfriend. Don't be stingy.

"Lu Qingsong, don't you want to face," Song Chulang gritted his teeth.

"This question is a good question," Lu Qingying said very seriously, "I have also considered this question before, but I really can't figure out what my face is for."

Song Chulang pumped at the corners of his mouth, and frankly paid for shaved ice for her.

The hawker said in English, "Your girlfriend is cute."

After Song Chulang stroked his forehead, he no longer knew what to say.

After the rainbow shaved ice was done, Lu Qingxi took it happily, took a spoonful, and handed it to his lips, "Uncle, for your sake, please let me taste it".

"Now I know it's my uncle," Song Chulang said coldly, "don't eat."

"Don't eat it, I'll eat it myself." Lu Qingqiang smiled and tasted it, it seemed to be delicious, and when he went up the mountain, it tasted delicious.

The first section is good to go, and the middle section is again a dirt road. Lu Qingyun walked panting, watching Song Chulang who was not breathing in front of him shouting, "Uncle, go slowly, wait for me".

Song Chulang looked back at her, ignored her, and moved on.

Lu Qing gritted his teeth, caught up, and grabbed his shirt.

"What are you doing"? Song Chulang looked back at the trailing oil bottle.

"I'm dragging you away, hurry up," Lu Qing said panting.

auzw.com Song Chulang is okay, but it was so easy just now that he didn't leave, after all, there was a towing oil bottle behind.

After passing through a tunnel, the inside was dark and dim. Although Song Chulang turned on the flashlight on his mobile phone, the ground was not very flat, and there were not many people in this section. Lu Qingying almost tripped over by a small stone.

Song Chulang held out a hand and helped her, she suddenly took his hand.

A small hand softly held his wide palm, and Song Chulang felt something strange in his heart. He wanted to pull it back, but she firmly held it.

"Don't you do that, hold on, I'm a bit short-sighted," Lu Qingbi whispered.

Song Chulang didn't know what to say, he was thirty-four, and she was twenty-two, she called her uncle, but holding hands in the tunnel like this, although it was said that she could not see clearly, but the situation now made him A sense of discomfort arises.

The little girl's hand was very tight, but each finger was very slender, and her fingertips were hot. In such a weather of twenty or thirty degrees, a wetness grew from her palm.

This way, holding hands for a while, the front suddenly brightened, and Lu Qingxi let go of his hand and ran out.

Song Chulang felt the wetness on his fingertips, and an incredible feeling filled his heart.

Except for holding the hands of mother and Song Yunyang as a child, growing up and holding the hand of the little niece, the girl's hand rarely touched, let alone held.

Too close to this little girl who hasn't known him for a few days, close to his surprise.

He frowned, seeing Lu Qingying waving in front of him.

The two climbed to the top of the mountain. Lu Qing was tired and sat on the stairs for a while, restlessly, and then crowded into the crowd and began to take pictures.

The scenery on the mountain is too beautiful, and she ca n’t take enough pictures like that. She took the same scenery for a long time, until she was satisfied with the shooting, she stood quietly and looked at the scenery below.

There are too many people taking photos above, and one group came and another group came.

Song Chulang came to her, and Lu Qingxi picked up his cell phone and said, "Uncle, let's take a picture together."

"I don't like to shoot," Song Chulang refused.

"You're really boring", Lu Qingyu spit out his tongue, but when he was shooting the scenery, he quietly shot his figure into the camera. In fact, he just took a picture casually, but the person looks good. What it becomes is also Yushu Linfeng.

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The two stayed on the mountain for more than half an hour, until there were fewer and fewer people on the mountain, the two talents began to go down the mountain, and Lu Qingyu looked very sorry, "neither of them could see the sunset."

"Is there a better sunset than a cruise ship?" Song Chulang raised an eyebrow and said.

"That's what I said," Lu Qingxi smiled again.

When the two passed the tunnel again, Song Chulang had just turned on the flashlight, and his hand was held by a soft, watery hand.

Although the woman's hand and the man's hand are all five fingers, they are actually very different. God seems to have carefully considered human beings when he considered that the female hand is small. When a man holds it, the heart will Involuntarily becomes soft.

"Do you usually do this?" Although Song Chulang has never been in love, he is clever, not slow, and seems to perceive something. "I'm not your boyfriend, a man's hand can't be taken casually."

"But I'm afraid", Lu Qingxi said for granted: "I don't always look like this, just think that you are not a mean and shameless hooligan, I hold you, do you feel it?"

"How could there be feeling", Song Chulang looked at the pale halo in front of him, "I have a woman I like."

"Then you hold the woman you like"? Lu Qingxi asked softly, in such a dark tunnel, each other's faces were invisible to each other, and their voices were quieter than before.

Song Chulang was silent, and said, "Hold it up as a kid."

"So you haven't held a woman's hand for more than a decade"? Lu Qingxi smiled sullenly: "Uncle, you are so miserable, will I be the last woman in your life who has been taken?"

"Are you a woman"? Song Chulang stared.

"That's a girl. It looks like the last one, uncle, you are so miserable," Lu Qingxi continued.

Song Chulang really wanted to cover her mouth, "not necessarily."

"Then you mean you will find a girlfriend"? Lu Qingxi blinked at him, "If one day you like someone else, what kind of woman would it be?"

"I don't know," Song Chulang said for a moment, "I never thought about this problem."

"I know", Lu Qingyi smiled playfully, "It must be so pretty and cute like me".