The Queen of Gossip

Luo Xichen's body vibrated, and his voice was a little hoarse: "Are you...waiting for me?"

"Yeah." Su Wanqing was still rubbing her eyes, and nodded with a little confusion, her voice was full of faint complaints, "Why did you run away without telling me?"

Luo Xichen looked at her from a high place, just in time to see the deep and soft gully under her loose bathrobe, her icy blue eyes couldn't help but become deeper again, the fire that was finally extinguished in her lower abdomen became like a prairie fire It ignited.

He forced himself to turn his head and stop looking at her, his voice was full of deep depression: "Because... I can't be in the same room with you."

"Ah?" Su Wanqing felt numb from the scalp to the soles of her feet, as if being doused in a basin of cold water, "Why...you suddenly started to hate me?"

The red lips were trembling and lost their color: "If you don't want to live with me, you can tell me from the beginning, I can go to the girl's place to squeeze..."

"It's not like that!" Luo Xichen growled.

Su Wanqing looked at him with some impatience, and couldn't help feeling wronged in her heart. She bit her lower lip lightly with her white teeth, her long and slightly curly eyelashes fluttered, and a layer of evening mist condensed on her fairy-tale eyes.

She waited for him all night, and what she got in return was his temper?

"Then what do you think?" Su Wanqing retorted unwillingly.

Luo Xichen closed his eyes and sighed in a low voice: "How do you want me to use a calm mood, just one step away from you, looking at you sleeping sweetly in cool clothes?"

Su Wanqing's heart skipped a beat, and her face turned red.So... that's what he meant.

"I'm sorry." She lowered her head, her voice was like a mosquito.

Luo Xichen supported his forehead, Qingyue's voice was full of powerlessness: "Why do you have to apologize, I should be the one to apologize."

"It's because I don't have enough self-control, so I go out to blow some air and relax."

Su Wanqing said "Oh", put away the thin blanket she was wearing, casually put it on her arm, turned around and walked into the house.

Luo Xichen followed behind Su Wanqing, entered the room, and closed the door gently.

Because of a trivial matter, Wan Qing's sleepiness was completely gone, and she felt inexplicably depressed, sitting on the tatami mat with her knees hugged, her eyes unfocused, and she was in a daze leisurely.

Luo Xichen sat down next to her body, stretched out his arms, and gently wrapped her thin shoulders around her. Seeing that she didn't seem to respond, he tentatively called out.

"Miss Wan, what's the matter with you?"

Su Wanqing shook her head, leaned obediently on Luo Xichen's shoulder, and said lightly: "It's nothing, I'm just a little tired."

"I'm sorry for making you worry." Luo Xichen's heart tugged, and he tightened his arms around her, adding a little more strength.

For a moment, Luo Xichen suddenly felt a strange feeling in his heart, wanting to hug her like this until the end of time.

A unique residual fragrance floated to Su Wanqing's nose, she sniffed it carefully, it was a bit like a mixture of mango and tulip.

"Xichen, do you use perfume?"

Luo Xichen frowned slightly, and said, "I'm a big man, what kind of perfume do I use?"

"Oh, that's it." Su Wanqing responded lightly. Although she didn't say anything more, the uneasiness in her heart gradually spread.

She is not a troublesome girl, let alone a talkative woman.