As soon as Chu Zhi turned his head, the two of them faced each other directly.
So close, she could even see her own shadow in his dark eyes.
The little girl froze for a moment, blinked, blinked again, stared at him carefully for a few seconds, and suddenly said, "Senior, your eyelashes are so long, what brand of eyelash growth liquid do you use?"
Cheng Yi's play was originally very enjoyable to watch, but when he heard this, he couldn't help but burst out laughing.
He turned his head and saw that Young Master Lu's upper body was about to be folded on top of other girls. He raised his eyebrows and said, "He doesn't need that stuff. Our Young Master is naturally beautiful and hard to give up, so he was almost chosen to be on the king's side."
Lu Jiaheng's chin was still resting on the little girl's shoulder, and he turned his head to the side, and he could see the young master squinting his peach blossom eyes and looking at him coldly: "Are you going to get out of the car?"
Sticking out his head, the tofu is not pleasant to eat, and even if it is cheap, it will be sold well.
Cheng Yi rolled his eyes again, only to feel that he had rolled his eyes too much in the past two days, and now his eyes hurt.
Lu Jiaheng rested his chin, and the whole person came up from the oblique side and back so naturally, with a little sense of oppression and warm body temperature.
The Adam's apple was bulging and stuck to her shoulder through the fabric. When she spoke, Chu Zhi could feel the tremors of the Adam's apple passing through the strands, and the heat also stained the auricle between her breaths.
Chu Zhi had itchy ears, and subconsciously shrank his neck, but didn't push him away.
Lu Jiaheng raised his eyes, moved his head away, and sat back down again, moving slowly.
He leaned into the seat, leaned his head against the headrest, and looked at her slightly sideways, his eyes heavy: "so don't talk to them, they are so noisy, I want to vomit."
Lin Boyang: "..."
Lin Boyang also joined Cheng Yi's eye-rolling army, one rolled his eyes out in the air, got on the high-speed, kicked the accelerator, and swooped out.
Lu Jiaheng was paralyzed in the chair, and said lazily, "Drive slowly, I'm a little dizzy."
"… "
Lin Boyang's teeth creaked.
Originally, it took longer to drive by yourself than to take the high-speed train. There was a sick young master in the car. The whole process was like "If you drive more than 80 miles, I will die." It was already night when I went back.
Lin Tong fell asleep as soon as she got in the car. She slept on and off for several times. Chuzhi fell asleep at the back. She sat in the middle, and there was no headrest in the back. The roof of the carport tilted his head back, his snow-white neck stretched into a straight line.
There was silence in the car, Lu Jiaheng raised his arm, held the back of her head with one hand and led her to his side, resting it on his shoulder, moving gently.
Cheng Yi watched, the expression on his face was blank for at least half a minute.
Lu Jiaheng, on the surface, does not take the initiative or refuses. If you strike up a conversation, I will give you the number. He looks casual and gentle. In fact, his true thoughts are very cruel and mean, and he has always lacked respect and patience for the opposite sex.
Although he definitely won't let you see it.
It's true that his temperament is a bit rubbish, but everything has a cause and a result. His family situation can make him crooked just a little bit, and Cheng Yi feels that it is already very difficult.
What's more, in this group of people, apart from Lin Boyang, who is stupid and sweet, no one has any flaws in character, and no one has any unbearably spicy secret history.
Cheng Yi didn't quite understand why he was suddenly so enthusiastic about a girl, and asked him to help him get a high-speed rail ticket at night.
Cheng Yi was stunned when he heard a high-speed rail ticket.
Do you know what a high-speed rail is? !
He was really curious, so he risked his life to come over to take a look, and found that the girl was indeed different.
Cheng Yi never believed that there will be people in this world who do not have a dark side. Human nature is multi-faceted. Where there is light, there must be shadows.
But Chuzhi seems to have none.
She looks so pure and so happy, and she is full of positive energy, as if just listening to her can make people happy.
He began to understand a little why Lu Jiaheng was interested in her.
He had always felt that he was just interested.
Although Cheng Yi has been giving him assists as if he were watching a play, he didn't think about the situation seriously in his heart.
Who will Lu Jiaheng really like? It sounds like the invincible super straight man Lin Boyang suddenly turned gay one day, basically tied for the top of the three impossible events.
At this moment, the two little girls fell asleep, Cheng Yi watched this series of actions, and finally lost that mean smile, scratched the corners of his brows, and "hiss": "Ah-Heng, what the hell are you doing? what's the matter?"
Feeling the warm weight on his neck, Lu Jiaheng slid down and adjusted the height so that the little girl leaning on his shoulder could sleep more comfortably.
He lowered his eyes and didn't look at him. He didn't care much, and his voice was very low: "What's the matter."
Cheng Yi was even more stunned, and said dumbly, "Fuck, Lin Boyang is really going to lose ten years of his life?"
Lin Boyang glanced at him, but rarely did not speak.
When the car passed the toll booth, Lin Boyang opened the car window, and the wind came in, blowing the fluffy hair in front of Chu Zhi's forehead and rubbing it against the tip of his nose.
She may have felt a little itchy, she frowned slightly in her sleep, raised her hands and scratched her nose with her eyes closed, rubbed her head against the cloth on his shoulders, and arched it inside.
Like some kind of fluffy, squishy little animal.
Lu Jiaheng raised the corners of his lips, his voice was light and faint, and the ending drifted: "I don't know."
Chu Zhi felt that she might have been awakened by hunger.
Not long after the car entered the city, she woke up.
Her head rested on Lin Tong's shoulders, and her legs took up half of Lu Jiaheng's position. She slept at an almost 45-degree angle and fell asleep in the dark, almost lying on top of the two of them.
Chu Zhi half-closed her eyes and yawned so that water splashed in her eyes, she slowly sat up straight, raised her hand and rubbed her neck.
She obviously fell asleep leaning on Lin Tong's shoulder, but for some reason, she always felt that her neck was a little sore when she turned to the right.
Sitting for a while, she pressed her neck and turned her head away.
Lu Jiaheng seemed to be in the same position as before she fell asleep, as if she had not changed, with her hands on her lap casually, her head resting lazily against the window frame, her eyes looking out.
At seven o'clock in the evening, the night was low, there was a lot of traffic outside the window, the vehicles were driving at high speed, the searchlights on the front of the car, the neon on the side of the road, and the dim yellow street lights pulled out a strip of light.
The light was on and off, and the stream of water painted his quiet side face with color, which looked a bit like a scene in some kind of literary movie.
Chu Zhi raised her hand and rubbed the corners of her eyes, her throat was dry and her voice was soft: "Senior, are you still motion sick?"
Lu Jiaheng turned his head, but before he spoke, Cheng Yi quickly answered, "You are dizzy, you must eat a bucket of Laotan Pickled Cabbage and Beef Noodles." Cheng Yi's tone was very sincere, "Sour things work best. , he used to eat this when he got motion sickness."
Lin Boyang rarely spoke to him: "That's two buckets."
"Really?" Chu Zhi turned her head and looked at Lu Jiaheng seriously, "Senior, do you want to eat?"
Lu Jiaheng: "..."