The scheming beauty in Quick Travel is flirtatious and wild

Chapter 87 Black Handkerchief

Su Luo smiled silently, and then watched Chu Song turn his head and tell the female nurse next to him a few words, and the female nurse turned around and went out.

The door slammed shut.

Looking at the direction the female nurse was leaving, the smile on Su Luo's face slowly faded. She sat on the swivel chair without moving, and hid her hand holding the lunch box behind her back.

"Are you thirsty?"

With that said, Chu Song stood up and walked to the water dispenser by the wall, took a disposable plastic cup and bent down.

His slender fingers pressed the blue button for three seconds, released it, and pressed the red button for another second, and a cup of warm water was prepared.

Chu Song turned around and handed the water to her. However, after a while, Su Luo didn't reach out.

Seeing that she was just staring at the disposable paper cup in her hand without saying a word, Chu Song raised his eyebrows. In the next second, he drank the water in the cup in one gulp, then walked to the desk and picked up his own thermos He took another glass of water and handed it over again.

This time, the little woman picked it up, and under her long eyelashes, the little pride that flashed across her shallow eyes was still captured by him.

Chu Song curled his lips, glanced at her hand hidden behind her back, and said in a low and pleasant voice:
"What did you take?"

Su Luo took a small sip of water, glanced at the direction of the door, and said softly:
"Go and lock the door."

Hearing this, Chu Song glanced at her, confused, but still walked over and locked the door.

When he turned around, her fragrant and soft body had already fallen into his arms. Chu Song laughed softly, seemingly not surprised at all.

He put his arms around her waist, and then he saw her green-white fingertips running along the edge of his white coat, along his chest, inch by inch, even though they were separated by clothes, they brought up the slightest trace of... current.

Chu Song's eyes dimmed, and he couldn't help getting closer, and asked in a hoarse voice:

"What the hell, huh?"

Su Luo smiled softly, turned around, grabbed the lapel of his white coat from behind, and walked forward little by little until she pushed him into the office chair. The chair slid out half a meter and was supported by Chu Song's feet. live.

The next second, he pulled this annoying woman over, and with a short exclamation, she was already sitting on her lap.

She wrapped her arms around the man's neck very skillfully and laughed heartlessly for a while. Then, she suddenly became quiet, raised her long eyelashes and looked at him, and spoke softly:
"My boyfriend is so handsome that he makes me unable to eat and sleep well at night. What do you think I should do? Dr. Chu..."

Her voice was faint, the last three words were pronounced very slowly, and the ending was long.

I know she has a purpose, but what's the use?The moment she came close to him, he was unable to resist her, just like instinct.

Chu Song thought mockingly to himself. Seeing her serious expression, he really wanted to get an answer from him. He glanced at the table, casually pulled out a pencil sharpening knife and put it into her hand.

"What can I do? How about some scratches on my face?"

Holding the small knife, Su Luo was startled, then narrowed her eyes.

The next second, she actually put the knife against the man's cheek. The cold iron piece stuck to the skin, passing over the man's handsome nose, sliding over the smooth and neat jaw line, and continued downward.

She moved down little by little, always observing his micro-expressions. When the back of the knife slid to the main artery in his neck, she finally saw him subconsciously rolling his Adam's apple.

Chu Song was a little nervous, but it was not because of the blade on his neck, but because of the sight of her that made the blood in his body almost boil.

The woman's eyes were clearly just staring at him calmly, but they were like strings, making people suddenly have the urge to destroy them and see them stained with mist.

He was distracted and felt a sudden chill on his neck. He lowered his eyes and saw that she had taken a ballpoint pen in her hand at some point and was drawing lines on his neck while mumbling:

"Hmph, I don't dare. If this face is really ruined by me, won't all the female doctors and nurses in your hospital chop me up collectively?"

As she spoke, she drew a circle of radiating rays. Then, the tip of the pen held his Adam's apple and began to draw circles little by little.

Chu Song's scalp was numb and she swallowed unconsciously. She glared at him and complained:
"Don't move, I almost lost the circle."

Her tone was soft and delicate, and sweat began to form on Chu Song's forehead.

After 2 minutes, she finally stopped, grabbing his collar and looking left and right, always feeling that there was something wrong with him.

Suddenly, she took out a stick of lipstick from her pocket. Chu Song thought she was going to apply it to him. He was about to avoid it, but he saw that she just applied a thin layer of lipstick on herself, and her beautiful lips were slowly stained with it. It is layered with orange powder and is fleshy and looks like jelly.

Before Chu Song could take a closer look, she had already lowered her head, and the top of her hair gently brushed against the tip of his nose. Unexpectedly, his Adam's apple felt hot.

Then, Su Luo was finally satisfied, and took out her phone and patted his neck, then turned the screen to face him, her eyes sparkling:

"Well, isn't it beautiful?"

In the photo, he did not show his face, only showing a small part of his chin and the part above the collar.

On the man's sexy neck, there is a small sun painted in the middle, and the circle in the center of the sun is stained with a woman's lipstick, which is lifelike.

Chu Song blushed, inexplicably ashamed.

Seeing that he turned his head away, with a rare hint of discomfort on his normally devoid of obvious emotions, Su Luo stopped as soon as she was satisfied, took out a piece of paper and started to wipe him.

However, as she was wiping, she couldn't hold back her smile and let out a few muffled sounds, causing him to glare at her.

"Okay, okay, I brought you something to eat, do you want to try it?"

Su Luo unzipped the thermal bag, took out the lunch box, opened the lid, and pushed it in front of him.

There are more than ten pieces of sushi piled neatly inside, with tomato sauce drizzled on them, and they look pretty good.

Chu Song raised his eyebrows, put on disposable gloves, picked one up and stuffed it into his mouth.

The seaweed skin was bitten off, and as you chewed, the soft and glutinous rice was mixed with the salty aroma of ham, and the refreshingness of cucumber, with a rich taste.

"Is it tasty?"

Su Luo held her chin in her hands and stared at his every expression with bright eyes, like a kitten eager to be touched by its owner.

Chu Song lowered his eyelashes and nodded, one piece after another, until all the lunch boxes were wiped out, he stopped and suddenly asked:

"Did you change the dressing? The back of your hand,"

Su Luo shook her head: "It's not too late yet."

Chu Song rinsed his mouth and pulled her out of the consultation room. The two of them walked in the corridor one after another. He just held her hand as if no one else was watching, ignoring the glances cast around him.

Taking the elevator down to the emergency room on the third floor, he knocked on the door and went in. There was no one inside. Chu Song pulled her to sit beside the hospital bed, turned around and took out a medical kit from the glass cabinet.

He pulled the chair aside and unwrapped the gauze on her hands in circles. When it was completely peeled off, two black and red gums were exposed.

In fact, the wound had swollen a lot, but he still frowned, lowered his head, carefully dipped a cotton swab in ointment, and rubbed it on her wound little by little.

The incandescent lamp in the consulting room shone down from above his head, casting a shadow through his black eyelashes. Half of his smooth profile was hidden in the dark and half was exposed to the light.

The person in front of him gradually overlapped with the figure in his memory. He once lowered his eyelids like this, took her hand, and gently debrided her.

Thinking like this, she was unconsciously immersed in the beauty of the past, her eyes were in a trance, as if looking through him into the distance of the void.

Chu Song paused with his fingertips, his vision suddenly darkened, and his voice was cold:

"Are we alike?"

Su Luo's eyes widened suddenly, and she looked away uncomfortably, her voice low and soft:
"...What are you talking about?"

The air froze for a moment.Chu Song continued what he was doing, and the atmosphere gradually became awkward. The two of them were silent. After several minutes, Su Luo heard his deep voice again:

"You recognized me as him when we first met."

Su Luo's heart was beating fast and her breathing was suffocated. Her ears twitched and she didn't dare to look at him and didn't know what to say.

He began to wrap the new gauze in circles. When tying the knot, he paused and turned his head to look at her, his eyes straight and silent:
"Where is it like?"

Su Luo's long eyelashes trembled for a long time before she said in a depressed tone:

"……Eye."

Chu Song snorted and said calmly:
"Guess and guess."

Su Luo peeked at him from the corner of her eye and saw that his face was expressionless and the corners of his mouth were pursed into a straight line, trying to explain something.

However, when the words came to his lips, he could not speak them.

What to say?Saying that there is no possibility for her and that person anymore, that she has given up on him and no longer loves him?

If her Xie Xun knew about it in another world, she would definitely be sad.

She didn’t want to lie to Chu Song, nor did she want to deceive herself.

Although the two have similar temperaments, they are still different in subtle ways, and their work styles are even different.

Xie Xun has a calmness and calmness that only a superior person can have, while Chu Song has more of a cold and bookish air.

She thought that as long as she didn't think about it deliberately, she would gradually forget about that person and continue to move forward.

However, that day when she was watching the starry sky at the beach and heard those words spoken by Chu Song unintentionally, those memories that she had deliberately sealed in her heart burst through the floodgates and rushed over like a flood.

It was only then that she realized that after so long, those images were still vivid, and she still remembered that person's oath with incomparable clarity.

She found that she was selfish, shameless, and immoral. How could she cherish Xie Xun in her heart while still being attached to Chu Song's tenderness?

That day, when her heart palpitations broke out, she used the reason of cherishing her life to constantly suggest herself, hypnotize herself, and subconsciously avoid her dirty greed.

She didn't want to deceive Chu Song and wanted to break up, but Chu Song's kiss made her soften.

She was reluctant.

After waiting for a long time, Chu Song didn't hear what he wanted to hear, and the culprit was wandering in his mind. His heart gradually sank, but it didn't show on his face. He even smiled pretending to be helpless:
"Let's not talk about the past. Let's go. It's time to get off work."

After saying that, he put the first aid kit back where it belonged and led her downstairs.

He took the initiative to reveal the page, but Su Luo didn't feel very relaxed. Somehow, she was still depressed, but she couldn't think of a reason for it for a while.

*
At six o'clock in the evening, Yunduoduo returned to the villa.

As soon as she opened the door, countless colorful ribbons and sequins flew over her head, wrapping her whole body into a colorful chrysalis.

"Born! Day! Hurry! Happy! Roar!!!"

Hundreds of hydrogen balloons were tied everywhere, floating in the room, pink, white, and yellow, romantic and warm under the light.

Yun Duoduo's eyes turned red, she blinked, and smiled through tears:

"How do you..."

Su Luo came over and hugged her, giving her a big hug:

“May our pistachios become more beautiful every year!”

As he spoke, he pushed the prepared Lego into her hand, causing Yun Duoduo to exclaim frequently and kiss Su Luo on the face.

Then, Xu Zhihan also handed her the small box in his hand and sincerely said happy birthday.

Yun Duoduo happily took it and found that it was a perfume that smelled like white tea and smelled very good.

Fu Qianbai and Chu Song respectively presented brand-name bags and shoes. However, the style of the bags was too old-fashioned and the shoes were not in the right size, which made Yun Duoduo complain:

"You two are really straight men!"

Even Longtian Longjing also sent gifts. Although it was obvious that they were not prepared in advance, Yun Duoduo also accepted the gift.

After waiting for a long time, Gu Xiaozhou was still missing, and she couldn't help being disappointed.

At this moment, the surroundings fell into darkness for a moment, and the sound of fireworks rods being lit sounded.

Not far away, Gu Xiaozhou was pushing a cart and was walking over step by step. He was dressed in a rare formal dress today. He was not as lazy as usual, and he looked trendy and handsome.

In the dim light and shadow, he pushed the three-layer cake and looked at her with quiet and gentle eyes.

Yun Duoduo's heart moved, her fingers caressed the line of her pants, her heart was beating wildly, she was a little overwhelmed, but also vaguely expecting.

Gu Xiaozhou stood still, lit the candles, everyone's eyes focused on Yun Duoduo, and began to sing the birthday song. Yun Duoduo's head was dizzy, and she was still a little confused until she made a wish and blew out the candles.

Then, I saw Gu Xiaozhou holding a paper bag and handing it over with some embarrassment.

"Happy birthday, Dodo."

Yun Duoduo took the paper bag and was stunned when she saw the contents inside. When she took it out, she saw it was a pair of burgundy wool gloves, which were covered with large and small holes.

After a long while, she burst into laughter, rolled her eyes at him, and murmured in a choked voice:

"Gu Xiaozhou, you are so stingy."

As she said this, she held the gloves firmly in her hands, her big grape eyes sparkling, and she obviously liked them very much.

Gu Xiaozhou scratched his head and let out an unconscious cry of pain. Yun Duoduo hurriedly took his hand and found that his fingers were stained with marks poked by sweater needles. Suddenly, a fire broke out:
"Gu Xiaozhou! Do you still have the consciousness of a professional e-sports player?! Your hands are very important, you don't know! How can you still play games... um..."

The unfinished words were swallowed up, Gu Xiaozhou held Yun Duoduo's blushing cheeks with both hands and gently pressed her lips against hers.

There were cheers all around. Through the crowd, Su Luo and Chu Song's eyes met in the air, then looked away. She glanced at the lively hall and quietly went up to the rooftop terrace.

On the terrace, the late autumn wind blew on her body, making it chilly. She tightened her shawl and looked at the sky in the distance.

After a while, her body felt warm, and Su Luo's back stiffened for a moment, then slowly relaxed, leaning on the man's chest. After a while, she heard Chu Song's low voice:
"I'm not mad at you, I'm just...jealous."

He took a deep breath, then let it out slowly, turned her shoulders, faced himself, and showed a relieved smile:
"I'll stay with you and forget about him little by little, okay?"

A corner of Su Luo's heart suddenly collapsed, and she couldn't help but throw herself into his arms and cry, as if she wanted to pour out all the grievances in her heart. He rubbed the back of her head and comforted her silently.

After a long time, he pulled her away, touched his trouser pocket, and took something to wipe her tears.

When Su Luo came to her senses, she felt a little embarrassed, stretched out her hand to take it and wiped it herself, then she was stunned.

In the palm of my hand, there was a black handkerchief with a silver edge, which looked very familiar.

She suddenly raised her head to look at him, her eyes were astonishingly bright, her whole body was trembling with excitement, and even her voice was shaking:

"You...how did you have it?"

　Hostess: It turns out we are the same person, can we start teasing?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)