After getting smaller, I am forced to be cute every day

69 Confession
Luo Chu thought, why people always ask her if she likes it or not. If she just likes it, she has no worries at all, because she may like more people.

But love is different, she will only love one person, silently accompany him, and want to have a lot of love with him, and grow old together slowly.

She can like many people, like Luo Chuan, like Luo Ling, like Ling Jiang, like Shen Le, like Ou Ruan, like Professor Xu. But love is different, she only loves Luo Qinghe alone.

The light in Luo Qinghe's eyes dimmed, was it just dependence?
He twitched the corners of his lips, and raised a faint smile, "Ah Zhi, let me wipe your face for you."

Luo Qinghe grabbed the towel and was about to touch Luo Chu's cheek, but saw her tightening her waist, her eyes were shining like starlight, she was looking at him, grinning, and her tone was extremely serious
The towel in Luo Qinghe's hand "slapped" onto the quilt, his mind went blank, and he felt a little unreal, maybe he was in his dream at this moment, and the person in front of him was Luo Zhi in his imagination.

because she just said
"I don't like you, I love you."

"I love you, love you very much."

"So, don't treat me like a child, okay?"

Luo Chu buried his face in Luo Qinghe's arms, his tears wet the shirt fabric on Luo Qinghe's body, and it was hot, which irritated Luo Qinghe.

Not a dream.

Trembling, he helped the girl in his arms away, gently wiped the tears on her face with his hands, and looked directly at her with an anxious tone, "Ah Zhi, who am I?"

This surprise was too sudden, and he needed to confirm again and again, to confirm that the you that his zhi said was himself, Luo Qinghe, the person who was eight years older than her.

Tears glistened in Luo Chu's eyes. Hearing this sentence, he was a little dazed. He blinked, moved closer, and looked carefully, "Brother."

"Who is brother?"

"Luo Qinghe."

The scenery outside the floor-to-ceiling windows of the room is dim, the moonlight is bleak, and the night sky is full of stars.

Luo Qinghe's voice was hoarse, trembling slightly, "Ah Zhi, me too."

He bowed his head to kiss Luo Chu, his movements were a little jerky, gentle, like a superficial touch, but affectionate.

Luo Chu closed his eyes, wrapped his arms around his waist tightly, and responded. In my impression, they had kissed many times.

There were times when Luo Qinghe was drunk, and there were times when he was accidentally bumped into, perhaps even closer than now, but none of them were more ecstatic than when he took the initiative to kiss himself at this moment.

Is it a dream? Then she hopes it will be like this, and she will never wake up in this life.

Luo Ling, who ran out of the banquet hall, was furious. When he saw a familiar car, he opened the door and sat in it regardless of whether there were reporters or not.

Xie Yan, who was just about to leave, looked at him from the car mirror. It was obvious that someone had provoked him, and the hair on his head was about to explode, "Why, who provoked you?"

Luo Ling pouted, "I feel like I'm an outsider in my family. They keep everything from me and don't tell me even if they ask."

He didn't know why he opened his mouth to complain to Xie Yan. He obviously found out that he kissed him last time, so he should avoid him, but he just couldn't help wanting to get closer, just couldn't help wanting to tell him these things.

Xie Yan was taken aback, but he didn't expect him to tell himself so directly, so he tried hard to help him think, "Perhaps those things are dangerous, and I don't want you to be in danger?"

The Luo family is a big family, one of the most powerful forces in Lancheng, they can make the Luo family keep silent about the things they kept from Luo Ling, maybe there is some danger, and they don't want to drag Luo Ling into it.

He has always been careless and scheming, and these things can only be seen on the surface.

Luo Ling pursed his lips. He didn't expect this, but it was too much to keep Luo Qinghe and his younger sister's affairs from him.

He doesn't care if there's any hidden secrets, anyway, it's impossible for this matter to turn over!
Xie Yan saw that his face softened a little, and he knew that he had figured it out, "Where are you going? I'll give you a ride."

Xie Yan opened his mouth, but Luo Ling didn't show any politeness to him, and pulled on his seat belt to put it on, "I want to go for a walk by the river."

riverside
A trace of surprise flashed across Xie Yan's eyes, so he wanted to go for a walk by the river because he was in a bad mood. Back then, why was he in a bad mood to meet himself by the river?

Obviously I was in a bad mood, but I was distracted to comfort myself.
Xie Yan's heart was full of emotions, this person is really pure and kind.

Luo Chu had a dream in which she returned to her childhood, but when she woke up, she was lying in the room.

Covering her aching head, she gritted her teeth and said, "Ouyan."

At this time, Ouyan let out a "Ha Qiu", and Luo Chuan who was next to her took her into his arms, pulled the quilt, and kissed her on the forehead, with a low voice, "Did you catch a cold last night?"

Ouyan rubbed her nose, shook her head, and slipped into his arms, "No, maybe Luo Zhi woke up and was scolding me."

Just as Ouyan thought, while brushing his teeth, Luo Chu was thinking, should I have a cup for Ouyan?
Fortunately, he drank it by himself. If Luo Qinghe drank it, wouldn't his physical condition be good or bad?
Thinking of Luo Qinghe, Luo Chu frowned and looked around. Where did the needle used to draw blood go?
Did it fall over the banquet hall?
Luo Chu pressed her temples and felt a headache, so she had to open the small refrigerator in the room to keep a new one on her body. She wanted to seize every possible opportunity.

But the moment she opened the freezer, she was dumbfounded.

In the refrigerated cabinet, the needle tube that I was planning to use on Luo Qinghe last night was now filled with one-third of the bright red blood, lying quietly in it.

Holding the needle, Luo Chu was stunned, what's going on?

Does this blood belong to Luo Qinghe, but why doesn't she have any impression?

Luo Chu shook his head, don't care, take it back and test it to know if it is right.

But when she changed her clothes and hurried downstairs with the needle in her pocket, she ran into Luo Qinghe who was already sitting in the hall.

"Good morning." Luo Chu waved his hand, flustered for no reason.

Luo Qinghe looked more energetic than before, "Where are you going?"

He raised his hand and tugged at Luo Chuwei's rolled-up clothes, pulled it back up, and looked at her.

Luo Chu met his gaze, was startled, and subconsciously took a step back. What's going on? !
It felt a little off, completely different than usual.

Luo Qinghe's outstretched hand stopped in the air. He calmly pulled off the sleeve that fell at the elbow, and withdrew his hand, but Luo Chu caught a glimpse of a bruised pinhole on his arm.
She blinked and asked tentatively, "What happened to your hand?"

Luo Qinghe's brows were dull, "You don't remember what happened last night?"

Luo Chu made a "head" and said, "What's the matter?" What should she remember?
Could it be that he was drunk and tied him up, grabbed the needle and forced him to draw blood?

She shivered unconsciously, feeling that this was indeed something she could do.

(End of this chapter)