MTL - All The Male Leads Have Blackened-Chapter 179 The real world (2)

At dinner, the food on the table was particularly rich, and it reminded me of floating to the tip of the nose, which smelled good.

Sitting on the side, Cen Simiao didn't say a word, she slightly bowed her head, the light sprinkled on her body, the white neck was beautifully curved, and the whole person looked a little cold.

She had just finished smoking and felt a lot better in her heart. She felt comfortable and had no intention of doing anything else.

The Cen family's parents felt a little weird. They kept arguing with her about the topic, and Lu Fu, who was over blind date, was confused.

Lu Fu's suit and leather shoes, neatly dressed, looked very spirited. Although the facial features are not handsome, they feel very comfortable, with a smile on their lips, watching Cen Simiao said: "It seems you are not very satisfied with me."

Cen Simiao looked up, and he was still smiling, very polite. The Cen family's parents were staring at her. They didn't look so good and couldn't figure out what she was thinking.

Cen Simiao's eyelashes trembled, as if she had just come back, she smiled barely, shook her head and said, "I don't."

Lu Fu's brow moved, and the expression on her face could be seen by anyone, and her lips moved with a soft voice: "That's my fault, guess your mind."

The words fell, Cen Simiao glanced at him and pursed his lips. The back leaned against the chair, his chin was raised slightly, his eyes narrowed and he looked at him generously.

Unconscious eyes with flattery.

Just as if he had just changed a person, Lu Fu paused, put down the chopsticks in his hand, and made a slight noise on the table. He straightened his back, especially well, with a smile on his lips.

Cen Simiao's nerves were provoked, and there was a hint of excitement. She tilted her head and raised the corner of her mouth: "I'm really not dissatisfied with you."

Lu Fu suddenly felt thirsty in his mouth.

Her soft voice sounded, "I just lost my mind, I didn't pay attention to you."

Lu Fu paused for a moment, and said in a low voice, "It's an honor to re-engage your eyes on me."

Cen Smiao pursed her lips: "You're welcome."

Around nine o'clock in the evening, the corner of the courtyard door was dimly lit. Gu Shumu stood there, still wearing very thin clothes, his face was covered by shadows, and he could not see his expression.

He looked at the house in front, his eyes dark, with a trace of fierce, cold wind drilled down the collar, his lips pale.

His feet moved, and he took two steps. It was crisp and sharp, and suddenly stopped, making a sound of rubbing the ground.

Gu Shumu clenched her palms, her eyebrows gloomy, her jaw strained, she stared at the house for a while, her head down, without moving, staying where she was.

After a while, the door opened, and a tall man came out from behind, followed by Cen Simiao. The two seemed to be talking, with smiles on their faces.

Cen Simiao sent him to the car, and then he was ready to return to the house. Lu Fu stopped her, and Cen Simao turned back in doubt. He raised his arm, reached up to her shoulders, and gathered his clothes. It was quite normal: "It's cold outside, go back."

Cen Simiao nodded, and turned around after thanking him. He heard the laughter of Lu Fu behind him a few steps, with a hint of helplessness, and then he said, "Isn't there a phone left?"

Cen Simiao paused, feeling that this person was a bit too much. If she had something to say, she turned and read the number again, and then went back. This time she asked: "Is there anything else?"

Lu Fu frowned, knowing she was impatient, and said softly, "Nothing."

Cen Simiao turned and left.

Lu Fu didn't get in the car. After seeing her returning by the door, she stood for a while before starting the engine. The car disappeared.

Gu Shumu was still standing, staring fiercely between Meiyu, staring at Cen Simiao's room until the light came on. Before the curtains were closed, she could be seen through the window.

Cen Simiao rubbed her neck, and she seemed a little tired and lazy. Holding the cup to receive the water, she raised her head, her neck was long, and under the light, all her body curves were outlined.

Gu Shumu's throat knot rolled, her eyes were dark, her legs slumped away, and straight at her. The soles stepped on the ground and made a sound. On a quiet night, it is especially clear.

Cen Simiao put down the water glass, feeling that the whole person was very tired, raised his hand to change clothes, had reached into the clothes to unfasten the bra, and suddenly stopped.

She walked over and closed the curtains, but inadvertently lowered her eyes, and was shocked. Gu Shumu was standing downstairs, staring at her here, her possessiveness in her eyes was quite obvious, she could not wait to eat her, like a hungry wolf.

Cen Simiao slammed into his eyes, his inexplicable legs were a little soft, and he couldn't even pant in the atmosphere. He was so anxious that he hurriedly closed the curtains and shut his eyes.

She sat on the ground instantly, her heartbeat was so fast, and it took a long time to calm down.

Before going to bed, Cen Simiao still had a lot of fear. Those eyes kept appearing in my head. She drank several glasses of water and tried to ease it, but it was still useless.

The curtains had been closed and nothing could be seen outside. Cen Smiao pursed her lips, wondering if he was still standing there.

She thought she was scared, but after falling asleep, fragments of every world frequently appeared in her dreams, all staring at her with deep eyes and all corners of her eyebrows possessive.

Gradually coincide with the eyes outside the window.

Cen Simiao woke up, panting slightly, and a fine sweat on her forehead. Her heartbeat was so fast, her eyes were dull, and after a while, she suddenly looked at the curtains.

She jumped out of bed, stepped on the ground barefoot, and hurriedly opened the curtains. The lights outside were dim, the figure standing there had disappeared, and the hot eyes were replaced by cold wind.

Cen Simiao's heart calmed down instantly, her hands holding the curtains relaxed, and her lips pursed.

She was not afraid, but was at a loss. Gu Shumu was too much like the person who was by his side in every world, and felt when he first saw him.

Can't help but borrow a cigarette.

Cen Smiao narrowed her eyes, and she could not be sure of him alone. Holding a cell phone and glancing at the time, it was just half past ten in the evening.

There was a message I didn't check.

Lu Fu came over and invited her to go out to play tomorrow. Cen Simiao rubbed her fingertips on the screen and refused.

After a few days, Cen Simiao stayed at home. Lu Fu contacted her on her mobile phone, and said a few words from time to time without excessive enthusiasm.

Her attitude was much colder, and she almost said that she did not want to develop. Lu Fu was the same as he did not notice. Cen Smiao was very calm in her heart, so she didn't bother to toss anymore, and occasionally smoked a few cigarettes, which made her happy.

I just didn't see Gu Shumu again.

Cen Simiao looked at the cigarette case, leaving only three. She frowned and stood up to find Gu Shumu. I was about to turn over the wall and suddenly heard the noise in the corner.

She froze and turned to look at it. Gu Shumu was pressing a lighter, lighting a cigarette, lowering her eyelashes, and sucking there.

Cen Simiao frowned and walked towards him, her voice soft: "Is there a smoke?"

Gu Shumu didn't look at her.

Cen Simiao asked again and again. He looked up, his eyes were dark and he could not see his emotions, and there was a hint of irony in the corners of his eyebrows: "What kind of cigarette do you smoke is bad for your health."

Cen Simiao looked at the burning one in his hand, and was not convinced at all.

Gu Shumu held the full cigarette case into his arms: "No smoke."

She frowned, not doing anything to **** the smoke in his arms. Pursing her lips: "I bought it myself."

When the words fell, Cen Simiao turned and left. I heard a dumb voice behind me: "I'm so angry, come here."

She trembled, and her sense of familiarity grew stronger. She turned to look at him, and Gu Shumu squeezed out a cigarette, stretched her arms at her, and her eyebrows were idle.

Cen Smiao narrowed her eyes, did not pick up her hands, stared at him for a while, Gu Shumu frowned, seemingly impatient. Suddenly her lips opened slightly, holding the cigarette.

Gu Shumu took a breath, and she was very close, bending slightly, and the delicate collarbone fell in his eyes. Cen Simiao's eyelashes were down, and the corners of her eyebrows were faint and charming. She raised her eyes and was vague: "Lighter."

Gu Shumu's throat moved, her body tightened, and she lit a cigarette for her. Cen Simao straightened up, took a cigarette, took a sip, leaned against the wall, and looked at him sideways.

The voice rose slightly, with a charm, like a cat scratching people: "Do you know me?"

Gu Shumu moved her lips, then laughed and stared at her: "Of course I know how much I have borrowed from you."

Cen Simiao narrowed her eyes: "But the first time I saw you, I felt familiar."

Gu Shumu did not respond: "Really."

She frowned, extinguished the cigarette, and did not stay here. When she was about to leave, she suddenly said to Gu Shumu, "Wait for me at the gate of the courtyard tomorrow morning and give me two packs of cigarettes."

Regardless of his willingness, Cen Simiao turned and left.

Gu Shumu stared at her back, remembering what she said, and her lips were bent, her eyes rejoicing.

"The first time I see you, I feel familiar."

It seems to be coming out.

Early the next morning, Cen Simiao got up to freshen up, frowned in front of the mirror, and just put on her makeup. When her mother knocked on the door, she hurriedly said, "Lu Fu is here, and he wants to invite you out. "

She raised her eyebrow. "I know. He had an appointment with me yesterday."

It was just that she didn't agree.

But according to her understanding of Lu Fu in the past few days, he would never wait any longer and would definitely come directly to her.

Cen Simiao changed his clothes and went out. Lu Fu was already waiting in the living room with a smile on his face. He apologized first: "I am abrupt, but you have always refused me. Even if I knew it would offend you, it was only I can try it bit by bit. "

Cen Simiao said, "Where to play?"

Not far outside, Gu Shumu put the cigarette in his pocket and stood waiting in the cold wind. I saw a car parked at the door, the same one that night.

He narrowed his eyes and his expression cooled down instantly. Cen Simao and Lu Fu came out of the house and walked to the car. Lu Fu opened the door and seemed to be asking her to enter.

Cen Simiao looked up and thanked her, was about to sit in the car, and suddenly heard a cold voice: "Where are you going?"

She turned to look over, Gu Shumu's eyes were dark and her face was particularly ugly.

Cen Simiao frowned: "Go on a date."