Bright Eyes In The Dark (Walking Through Fire For You)

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Chapter68

A person suddenly came out of it, looking handsome and straight.

Zou Miao walked to the door, saw Shen Mu, greeted him without salt, turned around, and urged loudly into the porch: "Hurry up! Show you something! "

After a few seconds, a girl slowly came out of it with her arm in her arms, and said impatiently: "What the hell are you doing?"

Lin Lu Xiao stood bored, his eyes casually glancing.

After a moment's pause, he turned away silently, and his hand touched the cigarette box in his trouser pocket.

Shen Mu put his hand in his trouser pocket and coughed lightly.

Nan Chu, who had not paid attention to this side, suddenly looked to this side.

Lin Lu Xiao was dressed in black, his black hair stubble glowing in the sun, and his outline was as tough as being carved by a knife.

He took a cigarette, put it in his mouth, lit it, tucked the lighter back into his trouser pocket, took a puff, clamped the cigarette to his fingertips, and when he exhaled, his eyes met for a moment.

The two eyes were unscrupulously intertwined.

Zou Miao in front couldn't wait, standing beside the truck and shouting at her: "Nan Chu, come here!" 

Nan Chu walked over.

Lin Lu Xiao mockingly hooked the corner of his mouth, looked away, and leaned against the car door to smoke.

When the figure passed in front of him, he didn't look at it, tilted his head sideways, the arc was tough, and he really refused to lower his head at all.

Shen Mu took his elbow to control him, "If it weren't for today, I wouldn't know about them——"

"Okay."

He was impatient to interrupt.

Shen Mu tempted: "Uncomfortable? "

He took a cigarette, snorted, and lowered his head to dust the soot, "What's so uncomfortable."

Shen Mu: "So generous? "

Lin Lu Xiao stopped talking with a cigarette.

Maybe in his twenties, he could still rush up and make a mess of people, beat the person so that he no longer dared to worry about his things, and then drag the girl home to educate her well, but the older he is, the more controllable some emotions are.

The more depressing.

Just came to Lin Qing Yuan and said that he was also a thirty man after the New Year.

Nan Chu walked slowly, Zou Miao couldn't wait, rushed over, dragged someone over, hooked her shoulder, raised his hand and pointed to a truckload of flowers, "It's all chosen for you by the master."

"Are you sick?"

Nan Chu glanced at him.

Zou Miao smiled and didn't care: "Yes."

Nan Chu rolled her eyes and turned to leave, but was held back by someone.

Zou Miao dragged her back, pulled her directly into his arms, and put his head on her head: "Are you moved?"

Nan Chu pushed him, but she couldn't reach his strength, and she couldn't be pressed into his arms, so she could only warn with a strong voice, "You let go first!"

Her head was pressed on his shoulder, and in her eyes, there was a dark shadow on the side of the car that turned away.

No nostalgia.