When Lin Shu came over, Qiao Xining had just finished putting on makeup and came out of the bathroom.

After Wang Yang left, she sat alone in the private room, crying loudly, and her nose was blocked.

The eyes seemed to have been washed away, foggy and had a sense of weakness.

It’s just that the circles and nose are red, and when a discerning person sees it, he knows that he has cried.

There is simply a shopping mall nearby.

Qiao Xining called and asked someone to send the cosmetics she needed.

Before Lin Shu came, he quickly put on a peach blossom makeup after more than ten minutes. His gorgeous appearance suddenly became gentle, but the corners of his eyes were swam a little red.

Qiao Xining sat on the chair, spread his five fingers on his eyelids, forming a small umbrella to tightly cover his swollen eyelids.

Hearing the sound of pushing the door not far away, he couldn't help but look up at him-

Lin Shu was wearing simple white T-black pants, tall and handsome and cold. She stood at the door and glanced at the cafe.

He was tall and big, and he saw far away, so he quickly found her sitting in the corner.

He walked over slowly.

Only then did Qiao Xining notice that he was still carrying a white bag in his hand.

——There should be something that contains her.

He walked in this direction, taking off his black mask, revealing a delicate and cold face under the mask.

The hands that took off the mask had fair wrist bones, slender fingers, and slightly raised blue veins on the back of the hand, showing an unignorable sense of power.

Qiao Xining was in a trance.

He was replaying his movements of taking off his mask just now, and he couldn't help but remember his previous date.

That time, she unilaterally quarreled with Lin Shu for some small matter.

It was in the evening, and there were no people in the secluded streets, and there were a few young girls fighting.

Qiao Xining walked in front of the fire while suffocating, and Lin Shu was still holding his right wrist in his arms.

He followed her and followed her step by step.

Several girls on the side stopped, not sure whether they recognized Lin Shu or simply thought he was pretty, so they surrounded them and looked in their direction. After saying a few words from time to time, they let out a few more giggles.

Qiao Xining was even more angry.

As soon as he stopped, he turned his head and glared at him, and angrily wanted to pull his hand back from Lin Shu's arms.

Fool.

I don’t know how to wear a mask, but someone even showed it for nothing.

Qiao Xining was very angry, but she still remembered that she was arguing with him and would not take the initiative to ask him to wear a mask.

The cold and dry palm slid down from the wrist bone, along the back of her hand, landed on her five fingers, and opened the gaps of her fingers vigorously, and ten fingers tightly intertwined each other.

"What are you doing?!"

He followed him all the way, and Qiao Xining knew in his heart that Lin Shu probably felt that she had enough time to calm down and planned to start coaxing him. He immediately felt a little arrogant and deliberately refused to look at him.

That face is too lethal to me.

"Of course my boyfriend wants to find a handsome guy. When you are angry like this, you will feel pleasing to the eye when you look at that face, and you won't be angry."

——This is a unified view of many people online.

Qiao Xining used to sneer.

But after being with Lin Shu, she deeply realized that it turned out that she was really too handsome and couldn't get angry when she saw her face.

“I have a mask in my pocket.”

His voice was a little low, and in the hot summer night, he showed a sense of tenderness.

Qiao Xining snorted softly: "What does it have to do with me? We are arguing. Don't talk to me now."

Lin Shu was helpless: "Qiao Xining."

The two stood close, especially Lin Shu bent her body slightly to cooperate with her.

The warm breath hit her forehead, itchy.

Qiao Xining stretched out his hand and subconsciously wanted to push him away.

But his fingers were held in his palm and he couldn't move.

Lin Shu continued to go down, Yingting's nose brushed across her eyebrows, and all the movements stopped, looking at her silently.

The distance is so close that you can blend with breathing as long as you get closer.

And his appearance, his black eyes stared at her deeply, as if in the next second, he would hug her without any scruples and kiss on the crowded streets.

Although Qiao Xining loves to play, her Yan Gou attribute kept her from having a relationship with Lin Shu until she was twenty years old.

It was the first time. It was because of her shamelessness. At first, she was a little at a loss and blushed easily.

The appearance on her G-spot is not a joke.

"Mask." His Adam's apple seemed to roll off, concise and to the point.

His eyes were very good, but they still fell on her eyes, keeping in sight with her.

Seeing this by him, Qiao Xining could only take out the mask in his pocket "reluctantly", spread it a bit rudely, and help him put on the mask.

She had just done a manicure the day before yesterday and had some shiny on it. Her index finger accidentally shaved across the corner of Lin Shu's lips.

A red scratch left.

Lin Shu was full of her eyes and didn't care at all.

Not to mention Qiao Xining accidentally scratched him, if she took out a knife and said she wanted his heart, he could give it to her without hesitation.

But it made the little girl's eyes look annoyed, and it was also great to be able to calm down and listen to him in his arms.

He even wanted Qiao Xining to scrape him a few more times.

If it makes her feel more distressed.

Lin Shu was wearing a mask, showing only a pair of gentle eyes, and leaned over and approached her again.

"You can only see me," he slowly approached, "Don't be angry, huh?"

"It's not because... um..."

Qiao Xining was having a quarrel and wanted to refute his words, but Lin Shu kissed her through the mask.

Block all her voices.

She widened her eyes and met his eyes with a gentle smile, blushing in no hope.

Later, they were all carried back by Lin Shu.

The kiss was so weak.

Come back to your senses from memories.

Lin Shu had already pulled open the chair and sat down in front of her.

"Your stuff."

He put the bag on the table and pushed it towards Qiao Xining, but his eyes were staring at her tightly. After a while, his brows were furrowed, his voice was a little dark and harsh: "You just cried."

"I didn't cry."

Seeing him staring at his eyelids, Qiao Xining raised his hand and pointed at the makeup on his face: "This is the most popular peach blossom makeup this year. My eyelids may be swollen today, so it looks like someone was punched. Of course you are a straight man, you don't understand."

Lin Shu pursed her lips and didn't say anything.

Qiao Xining had never cried, he could tell at a glance.

Her smile was not so stiff.

But she refused to say...

Qiao Xining felt that Lin Shu's air pressure seemed to be a little low, so she opened the bag with a change of topic and said, "I remember I took all my things away, what else has fallen to you."

Lin Shu sat without moving, quietly watching Qiao Xining's movements.

A small piece of stuff is contained in the white high-end bag.

Pink, tied.

Qiao Xining was so embarrassed that he was so angry that his blood flowed backwards toward his head.

She walked in a hurry in the morning, only remembered to take away the bag with dirty clothes, and forgot that she had the close-fitting clothes she had hung yesterday.

Although the two of them have done everything in closeness.

However, when I thought of Lin Shu's big hand taking this small piece of fabric, I might have seen it clearly, Qiao Xining felt like he was burning in the fire, and his mouth became even more dry.

I noticed that Lin Shu's gaze fell on the bag.

Qiao Xining reacted, closed the bag quickly and hid it in his seat, so embarrassed that he wanted to dig a piece of land and bury himself alive.
To be continued...