Lin Shu finally sent Qiao Xining back.

no way.

Qiao Xining stayed in his arms, looked up at him, and his eyes of expectation and desire were clearly visible.

Lin Shu had no choice but to reject Qiao Xining like this.

Or, he had no way to refuse Qiao Xining.

Never say no to her.

Not to mention just sending her back, he even wanted to dig out his heart that was beating for her and show it to her.

Let her know how much he loves her.

But Qiao Xining didn't need it, and might even be frightened and disliked him again, subconsciously fled from him.

There is only one chance to escape, not a second time.

Lin Shu pursed her lips, controlled the strength of her shoulders, pulled the person out of her arms, and maintained a cold tone: "Let's go."

After saying that, I raised my foot and walked forward.

Qiao Xining looked at his back walking in front, and when he thought of Wang Yang's words, he couldn't help feeling sad.

Sorry for him.

Maybe Lin Shu could have lived a better life without her words.

There will be no emotional injury, nor physical injury.

She raised her head and tried to open her eyes wide and restrained her tear glands that were particularly developed today.

Follow up in two or three steps.

Walking next to him, shoulder to shoulder, just like when she was angry that Lin Shu was with her.

"Lin Shu," Qiao Xining called his name, "Don't go so fast, I can't keep up."

Others have tall horses, long hands and long legs.

In photos taken by the media or fans, you always mention the long legs wrapped under your trousers.

Qiao Xining wore stilettos and often had to walk side by side to catch up with him.

Lin Shu pursed her lips and looked at her, but calmly slowed down her pace.

"I won't go back to my apartment, you can take me back to my house."

As soon as Qiao Xining got on the car, he immediately told Lin Shu like this.

I don’t know if it was intentionally not clear, and I vaguely took the side to add: “It was where you stayed for one night.”

Lin Shu stopped moving slightly and started the engine without saying a word.

Of course he knew what Qiao Xining said.

The place where they almost met with candidly for the first time.

Lin Shu didn't say much, there was no music radio station in the car, and the atmosphere was very quiet.

Qiao Xining endured it for a few minutes, and finally couldn't hold back his words when he stopped at the next traffic light intersection.

"You should have been here lately?"

"..." Lin Shu paused, as if thinking, and finally replied with an ambiguous answer, "Not necessarily."

He has a script on hand and will probably join the group in the near future, but he is not sure when it will be.

Probably not too far.

"There's something to do" he asked.

Qiao Xining shook his head: "No, I'll just ask."

After a pause, she asked again: "Does it take a long time every time you join the group to film?"

“Depending on the situation.”

"oh."

"Then you should be at home in the afternoon, right?"

After a few seconds of silence, Qiao Xining couldn't help asking again.

He nodded, his voice low and dumb.

"That's it." Qiao Xining nodded.

Just as I was about to close my eyes and rest, I accidentally saw a dessert shop outside the window.

Qiao Xining raised his hand and pointed in that direction: "Go there, I'll buy something."

Lin Shu parked the car and watched Qiao Xining walk into the dessert shop from a distance.

Soon, she walked out with a small cake with a beautiful packaging.

"You don't mind if I eat, do you?"

Just after passing the dessert shop, Qiao Xining was completely suddenly greedy.

It’s okay that Lin Shu is her boyfriend, but now the relationship is quite awkward, so she subconsciously asked for his opinion.

I remember he had a cleanliness.

If you don't want to.

It doesn't matter if you go back and eat.

Lin Shu's attitude was very calm: "You eat."

With Lin Shu's approval, Qiao Xining placed the cake box on his legs and shook the small cake out directly.

Chocolate mousse is so sweet that it is so sweet.

Lin Shu is not a person who likes sweets, but Qiao Xining likes it.

When we were together, many of the sweets that Qiao Xining bought were also shared by two people bite by bit.

Especially chocolate mousse.

Qiao Xining likes to eat chocolate. It’s okay during the day, but at night, he is afraid of taking too much calories, so he only dares to eat a few bites to satisfy his craving.

"Lin Shu," he still remembers what Qiao Xining said, "Look at his boyfriend, he picked up all the leftovers of his girlfriend to eat, why don't you eat it?"

"Do you dislike my saliva? Then don't kiss me in the future."

"Break up! You actually dislike me!! I want to break up with you."

...

The more you talk, the more you get too far.

Lin Shu was too lazy to listen, so she pulled her over and leaned over to block her chattering lips.

Later, the chocolate mousse was fed into his mouth by spoonfuls, and it was called "the happiness fat of love."

Qiao Xining had just dug two spoons and noticed Lin Shu's seemingly vague eyes.

After crying, her mind was a little confused: "What do you think of the little cake? Do you want to eat it? But don't you like to eat sweets?"

She didn't know that Lin Shu didn't eat spicy food, but she knew that he didn't like sweets.

I wouldn't say he wanted to eat it long ago, otherwise she would have bought a few more.

Lin Shu withdrew his gaze.

The light of light caught a glimpse of her fair wrist.

The chocolate mousse was already on his lips.

Qiao Xining held up a spoon.

As he met his sight, she raised her chin and pointed: "Don't you want to eat?"

I kept looking at her little cake, probably because I wanted to eat it?

She looked natural and didn't think it was so ambiguous to use the same spoon with her ex-boyfriend.

I don't know if it's a big heart or intentional one.

Perhaps Lin Shu's eyes were too direct, Qiao Xining suddenly reacted.

"What are you doing?" Her face was so irritated that she didn't want to admit defeat in front of him, "Why are you staring at me like this?"

He muttered: "If you don't eat, don't eat, I'll eat it myself."

The next second, Lin Shu took her hand and lowered her head to bite.

The spoon is clean.

He seemed to be in a good mood, and he curled up a faint curve and commented: "It's very sweet."

“…”
To be continued...