Chapter 3

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In the midsummer of July, the heat is unstoppable, cicadas chirp in the treetops, the sun shines down from overhead, the ground is scalding hot, and even a random gust of wind makes the heat suffocating.

Lin Luxiao held the car door with one hand and turned around. The girl was standing behind him. She was tall, white, and eye-catching. The sun would shine on her body.

"Why are you running?" Nan Chu raised his face and asked again.

Lin Luxiao crossed his arms and leaned against the car door. The frown on his brows showed that he was a little impatient at the moment. He glanced at Nan Chu, took out a pack of cigarettes from his trouser pocket, took one, lowered his head and smoked, He asked back: "Do you know Lin Qi?"

Nan Chu nodded.

He dusted off his cigarette and continued to ask, "Where did we meet?"

"Milan."

He took another breath, his Adam's apple rolled, his eyes glanced to one side, and he said casually: "Okay, the things have been delivered, I'm leaving."

Nanchu stretched out his hand to hold him.

The man's bare chest was hard and powerful. When she held it, it felt like she was holding a piece of iron. It was hard and warm.

Her heart skipped a beat.

Lin Luxiao withdrew his hand and said, "Is there anything else?"

"Give me your phone number." Nan Chu stretched out a hand and spread it flat.

Lin Luxiao looked down and saw that the girl's palms were snow-white and delicate, with clear lines on her palms, and her fingers were slender, like the tips of bamboo shoots after the rain.

He looked away and said in a very calm voice: "No phone."

"Then when will you take your vacation?" Nan Chu looked at him persistently.

Lin Luxiao was smoking against the car door. Hearing this, he squinted at her for a moment, took the cigarette away from his lips, bent down and looked directly into her eyes. His facial features suddenly enlarged, his sword-shaped eyebrows revealed a heroic spirit, his eyes were dark, and the corners of his lips were pursed. In a straight line, it looks like a smile but not a smile.

We haven't seen each other for many years, and the momentum is even more compelling.

Close the distance.

The air pressure gradually decreased, and the man's breath lingered in front of his eyes. The sudden intimacy made Nan Chu take a step back out of reflex.

Lin Luxiao was still bent over, with his hands in his trouser pockets.

He lowered his head and smiled, looked away mockingly, turned around, opened the car door and got in.

Quiet afternoon.

The car started, rubbing against the ground and rolling through a wave of heat.

Immediately afterwards, a car drove out of the film and television base and drove away in the anxious car exhaust.

...

When Nanchu met Lin Luxiao, she was sixteen years old.

At that time, the southern moon was flying all over the world, and she was alone at home. She didn't know where the wiring was aging, causing a fire. When she woke up, there were flames in the sky and smoke choking her nose. It was Lin Luxiao who saved her from the fire. come out.

When she woke up, she was already in the hospital.

Nan Chu didn't have a management team at that time. When she woke up, she called Nan Yueru as soon as possible.

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