Walking Through Fire for You/ Bright Eyes in the Dark

Chapter 62

He was really angry.

Every time he breathed and breathed, you could feel his unrestrained anger.

Since the two have known each other, he usually has a cold temperament, and occasionally makes jokes carelessly. I have seen him have a bad temper during training in the team, but it is not as angry as the anger in his eyes at this moment.

He stood there, as slumped as a dead tree.

Nanchu looked at it from a distance and felt that it was not like this, it was too strange.

He suddenly stood in front of her, put his hands in his pockets, and looked at her coldly with his eyes lowered.

There was a strong wind and snow outside the window, and as soon as the window was opened, the old wooden windows were blown by the wind, and suddenly there was a strong gust of wind, which added a bit of tension to the atmosphere when the sword was drawn out.

Lin Luxiao bent down slightly, with his hands still in his trouser pockets, looking straight into her eyes, and smiled sarcastically: "Tell me, what do you want? Huh?"

Nan Chu was not afraid at all and just looked at him, as if he were looking at a three-year-old child.

Definitely.

It seems to be written - just make trouble, and when you have had enough trouble, go home.

...

Lin Luxiao's anger could not arouse any emotions in Nan Chu.

She just looked at him calmly from beginning to end, and he stared into her eyes. Those dark pupils reflected his face clearly, and her expression completely angered him.

He bent down in front of her and shouted: "Speak!"

The more he behaves like this, the better Nan Chu feels that he has a better chance of winning.

It's like watching a play.

"What the hell are you doing to me—"

The second half of the words was immediately blocked, and his lips felt soft and cold.

He bent over, and the two of them were looking at each other at eye level. Nan Chu leaned forward and pecked his lips like a dragonfly.

Before he stretched out his hand to push her away, Nanchu quickly stood up and looked at him with bright eyes, "I want many things, but I want you most. Do you understand me?"

Lin Luxiao subconsciously licked the corners of his lips. It smelled a little fruity. What kind of bullshit lipstick was he wearing?

The next second, he carried the person to the foot of the wall, put his hands on his waist, and breathed out: "Come, tell me again, what do you want?"

Nanchu stood obediently in the corner, stared at him, and raised his eyes: "You."

He sternly said: "Speak carefully!"

Nan Chu lowered his eyes, stopped making small expressions, became less charming, and said with a calm look: "Let's make peace."

Lin Luxiao took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, took one out, put it in his mouth, lowered his head and lit it and said casually, "I don't believe you anymore."

Nan Chu was silent, leaning against the wall and watching him smoke, with the military lining on his head and the tip of his throat rolling slightly as the smoke drifted away.

He dusted off the cigarette ashes and said indifferently: "Back in the hospital, when you said we were breaking up and I didn't agree, you just walked away without even notifying me. I crawled into the ward in the middle of the night and saw the door open and the nurse Tell me, you went to the United States, and what I was thinking about while sitting on the hospital bed was, have you ever liked me?"