Now, shouldn't she change her target and choose someone better than Jing Yi
Bai Lu's ability to snatch Jing Yi away from Song Chu's side would make their childhood sweethearts feel better than the few days she spent with Jing Yi, so she had reason to believe that this time it would not be a problem.
The person she chose at first, Jing Yi, even later, when she found out that the other party had a little Qingmei who was about to communicate with her, she didn't take it to heart at all.
This time, the boy and Song Chu had known each other for an unknown amount of time, and even though the two behaved very intimately, they were not necessarily lovers.
She thought, bit her lip, and couldn't help but glance upstairs again.
…
Bai Lu finally found a chance to get close to the young man. It was at night, Song Chu was in the upstairs bedroom, the young man was sitting alone on the sofa reading a book, his pale fingers turned over the pages of the book, he was reading very seriously, his eyelashes drooping quietly.
Bai Lu secretly glanced upstairs, then quietly walked up to the boy, "Can I sit down?"
The boy didn't answer.
Bai Lu pursed her lips, remembering that Song Chu said that he likes to be quiet, so she politely sat a little further away, looking at the boy with a slightly cautious look.
In the past, she was always confident and confident, but there seemed to be a mysterious and cold feeling about this person, which made her subconsciously afraid.
She whispered, "I, my name is Bai Lu."
The other party still didn't respond.
Bai Lu's eyes couldn't help but fall on his fingers turning the pages of the book. The slender fingers were pressed into the pages, and the movements of turning a page indifferently looked pleasing to the eye.
This person is a completely different type from Jing Yi.
In addition to the desire to seek shelter, Bai Lu also inexplicably felt a desire to conquer.
She pursed her lips and smiled, and asked cautiously, "Well, can you tell me what your supernatural power is?"
The other party paused slightly and raised his head.
Suddenly meeting his gray eyes, Bai Lu couldn't help but feel her scalp tingle.
In fact, his eyes are beautiful, the eyelashes hang on the gray eyes, the fair and delicate cheeks, the light-colored lips, lined with a pair of dull pupils, very stunning.
But the color of these eyes is really strange, it happens to be as gray and white as a zombie.
However, Bai Lu knew that he could not be a zombie.
Zombies are all unconscious, and there are no zombies so clean and beautiful...
This idea flashed through Bai Lu's mind without even thinking about it.
She looked at the boy with a smile, and carefully asked, "Can't you talk?"
The teenager turned a page of the book.
Still didn't get any response, but Bai Lu couldn't help becoming more and more interested.
She pretended to be disappointed and lowered her eyes, "It seems that you don't want to talk to me..." She said, secretly glanced at the young man, and seeing that the boy still had no response, she stood up, lowered her head and continued to be disappointed: "Then I will go first gone."
She was about to turn around, but suddenly her feet softened, and she fell down with a whoop.
However, the action was not as fast as Mo Li's.
Almost at the moment when she fell to the ground, the young man's slender fingers left the page of the book and stood up suddenly.
Bai Lu fell all of a sudden, hitting the armrest of the sofa with her waist, the pain was so painful that she couldn't speak.
The person in front of him leaned over, picked up the book, and walked away.
But Bai Lu couldn't open her mouth to call him.
Yu Chu was standing on the stairs, watching what happened with a half smile, and saw the little zombie walking up the stairs, and finally stopped beside her, blinking.
Yu Chu rubbed his head and led him back to his room.
Zombies are good-looking, but they are also blue-faced disasters.