The air in the car is blowing enough.
Xue Huan parked his car outside the gate of Ronghui Times Community. Without a pass, he couldn't drive in.
Glancing at Rong Chun, who was lying in the back seat, he patted her, "Yuyou, where is your access card?"
Rong Chun drank a bit too much today, and was very sleepy after playing crazy all day. The corners of his mouth moved, he wanted to say something, but he was still in a nightmare.
In the evening, she changed into a suspender skirt, the night was cold, and she wore a small shawl, her lips were slightly open, her hair was covering her chin, and her chest was slowly rising and falling, looking unprepared.
Xue Huan thought of what Yang Yuwei had said to him: "In your TV series, it was Lin Jiashu who asked people to remove you. As for the reason, I don't need to say more?"
He knew that CR Group was very powerful, but he didn't know that Lin Jiashu could reach out to the entertainment industry.
But this is not the first time he has encountered changing roles. As long as he is still in the star map, he is not worried about running out of resources. I'm afraid-
If Rong Chun reunites with Lin Jiashu, what situation will he be in? Although the girl said she wouldn't.
He really likes Rong Chun, who doesn't like such a girl? Beautiful, rich, simple love story, simple mind, straight to the point.
If he is with Rong Chun, he thinks that he will not be worse than Lin Jiashu.
But Rong Chun had made it clear to him that she didn't like him.
The neon lights and the lights of the 24-hour store hit her side face through the car window, quiet and beautiful.
Xue Huan was fascinated by the billboard not far away. It was an advertisement he endorsed. It was a commercial-style smile that had been refined in the later period. The poster was already a bit worn.
In the entertainment industry, unless the luck is overwhelming, it all boils down to the game of capital - whoever has good resources is more likely to soar into the sky.
After a while, Xue Huan made a certain determination, got out of the driver's seat, and took a detour to the back row. Just as she was about to carry Rong Chun out of the car, she heard her soft and waxy voice: "Lin Jiashu?"
Xue Huan paused, slowly shifting her fingers, and finally covered her cheeks. The skin under the hands is delicate and smooth.
She didn't respond, her breathing was still long, and it just seemed like she was just dreaming.
A thought grew wildly in his mind, his eyes sank, and his fingers raised her jaw...
"Hey."
Maybe because he was too nervous, Xue Huan didn't hear the footsteps of the person coming. He turned around suddenly, and the next second, the side of his cheekbones was touched by something extremely hot.
He took a deep breath and restrained himself from shouting.
It wasn't until the thing was thrown on the carpet in his car that he smelled wisps of tobacco that he knew it was a cigarette that had pressed against his face!
"what are you doing!"
Xue Huan was shocked and angry, and he was about to hit someone when he went up, but the bodyguards who came from somewhere around him immediately pressed him into the car. Then, the entire head was pressed against the windshield by the side of a large hand, and the scalded cheekbones were in a tear-like pain.
In the dark of night, Lin Jiashu crushed a few points of soot that fell from his fingers accidentally: "'What are you doing?' This should be what I asked you."
About two years ago, when the name Lin Jiashu became more and more familiar in Yunling City, some people said that he and Xue Huan looked a bit similar.
In terms of appearance, they are all models with wide shoulders and narrow waist, and their backs may be confused. In particular, their faces are smooth and angular, and there are not a few people in the entertainment industry who bump into their faces.
He was also thankful that he was closer to Rong Chun because he looked like Lin Jiashu.
But in fact, Lin Jiashu's appearance is more refined, not just handsome as a man in the ordinary sense.
However, now, the impression brought by these appearances is easily burst like a bubble, and Lin Jiashu's expression is darker than the late night behind him, which will only make people frightened.
But he had just ruined his face. Even if Xue Huan had a ghost in his heart, his unresolved anger gave him the confidence to refute: "I send my girlfriend home, it's none of your business?"
Lin Jiashu hummed: "I don't care what your relationship is."
He was too lazy to talk to this man, he waved his hand and asked the bodyguard to send him away.
Lin Jiashu fished Rong Chun out of the car. Seeing that she slept soundly, nothing unusual, her heart was completely put down.
He took out his mobile phone and made a call, telling people that he was safe: "Uncle Chen, someone has been found. Go home and rest."
***
Rong Chun felt a bit noisy in his ears, and then the whole person was put into a more familiar space.
The flesh on her cheeks was pulled to the sides, and she woke up with pain. Randomly clapped the man's hand away.
"Do you know who I am?" A familiar male voice said coldly.
Rong Chun has lived such a long life, and only two people dare to talk to her like this, one is her brother and the other is her ex-boyfriend. The former's voice was not so deep.
Rong Chun half-opened her eyes, her body was very dark, and the smell of cedar on Lin Jiashu became clearer. She wanted to roll her eyes, but she had no strength: "Lin Jiashu... why are you crazy."
She slept well just now, and now she wants to lie in bed, and doesn't want to talk to him about the stars and the moon.
Lin Jiashu looked at her for a moment, and the car stopped in place.
Rong Chun rubbed her eyes, since Lin Jiashu didn't plan to send her back, she wanted to be self-reliant and touch the safety buckle with her left hand.
Unexpectedly, Lin Jiashu really didn't want to make her feel better, so he grabbed her wrist directly, and in the next step, Rong Chun was kissed closely.
At this time, she seemed to be drowning, and all the oxygen and sanity were gone.
Rong Chun raised his hand to push him, but was quickly fixed.
After a few minutes, Lin Jiashu finally gave her time to breathe: "Do you recognize who I am?"
Rong Chun was completely sober: "You're a dog, right?" He knew that he would bite.
"… "
At this time, it was almost one o'clock in the morning. It was pitch black outside, save for the insignificant glow of the safety exit lights and the center console inside.
"Aren't you going to disappear? Why did you come to be my driver again... Ah, I left with you without notifying Uncle Chen. I have to tell him."
Rong Chun then remembered that since Lin Jiashu picked her up, Uncle Chen couldn't find her and struggled to find her phone.
Looking around, he found that her handbag could not be found anywhere in his car. It contained her favorite diamond ring, and she didn't want to lose it.
She was recalling where she left it, most likely it was in Lisa's seaside villa, a little distressed, most likely lost.
Lin Jiashu pulled her face firmly with her fingers: "Am I very unrecognizable? Or have you forgotten what I look like?"
"I hope to clear all your related memories." Rong Chun said, "But don't worry, as long as you don't show up, I will forget you sooner or later..."
Before he could finish speaking, he blocked his lips again.
With a "click", the safety buckle of the driver's seat was deflected by him, and the whole person pressed over without hesitation.
Rong Chun wanted to scold him, but couldn't open his mouth, so he could only gasp violently, bite his lips and teeth fiercely.
In a short while, she had tasted the sweet rust of blood, but he didn't let go, and wrapped his fingers around her back, and with three or two strokes, the sling on his shoulders slumped to his elbows.
There was an inescapable control over him. Rong Chun's palm was pressed against the window glass on the right side. At first, it was blown cold by the cold wind, but now he could not feel the temperature. After a while, the palms of both of them were wet with sweat.
When Rong Chun took a deep breath of air again, he held her other hand and brought it to his heart: "Remember?"
Rong Chun coughed a few times, his whole body became soft, a pair of misty pupils stared at him, and there were a few tiny drops of water hanging from the lower eyelashes.
Without waiting for her to answer, he spread the kiss to the side of his neck, causing a slight tremor.
Rong Chun suddenly saw in the rearview mirror, his brows were slightly frowned, and his upper body, which was almost nothing left, arched unconsciously. And hug the person in front of you tightly.
His heart beat heavily, and he began to push Lin Jiashu's chest again, scolding him, "Where is this? There is surveillance..."
He let go a little distance, and like her, his whole body was hot, and he panted violently: "My own garage."
Rong Chun breathed a sigh of relief and raised his spirits again: "I didn't say that."
"Then don't talk." Lin Jiashu used practical actions to shut her up.
Rong Chun was angry and wanted to kick him and hit him, but for a person who was not afraid of blood or pain, it was nothing at all, so he could only hold his back even harder.