Quick Wear: Please, the host is really dedicated

"Since General Luo is here, I won't bother you anymore."

Zhou Zhi: ??? What?

Luo Sui rarely smiled at others: "Okay, I will take good care of Miss Zhou."

Zhou Zhi didn't say a word throughout the whole process. Every time she wanted to say something, she could see the lovely pomegranate fruit that she had to work so hard to preserve in her acting skills being tossed around in Luo Sui's hand. She was so scared that she didn't dare to say a word, for fear that Luo Sui's hand would shake and she would drop it.

It was the two of them together again.

Zhou Zhi looked at him, or to be more precise, at the pomegranate in his hand. He was too embarrassed to speak directly, so he just made up a random topic.

"What a coincidence! How come you have time to come and worship Buddha?"

Luo Sui glanced at her and said slowly as if he didn't care: "Didn't we make an appointment?"

Zhou Zhi choked instantly.

"Oh, don't worry about these little things, but thank you for what you did just now."

Luo Sui did not express his gratitude to her, and he did not seem to intend to return the fruit to its original owner. Zhou Zhi stopped, and Luo Sui also stopped after walking a few steps, and even turned back to look at her: "Why don't you leave?"

Zhou Zhi was angry and said nothing.

After seeing Zhou Zhi's frustrated expression enough, Luo Sui laughed out loud.

"Okay, I'll give it to you."

He held the pomegranate by its head and handed the pomegranate that Zhou Zhi had been longing for back to her. Seeing that she didn't take it, he grabbed her hand and stuffed it in properly.

Zhou Zhi took it back reluctantly, still laughing: "This was originally mine."

I don't know who said they wanted to give it to him just now, but now it's his fault. Fortunately, Luo Sui didn't argue with her and said as she said, "Yes, I'm returning it to its original owner."

A good idea of ​​"returning the property to its original owner" was made to sound very mocking by him.

Zhou Zhi's ears turned red, but he didn't let him see it.

Luo Sui was both angry and amused by her, but he actually found her more funny. From his straight male perspective, it was indeed difficult to understand why Zhou Zhi became angry for no reason, but this did not prevent him from noticing Zhou Zhi's emotional changes.

It can be said that he was frivolous. For some reason, he stretched out his hand and pinched Zhou Zhi's red ear. Before Zhou Zhi could say anything, he let go and apologized very sincerely: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it! I'm not usually that frivolous! Oh, really not! I, I've never been like this before!"

He started to stutter and speak incoherently. Zhou Zhi was just looking at him simply, and even his hands were not moving. However, he seemed to be burned by boiling water and could only explain to Zhou Zhi stupidly, as if his tongue was burned.

Zhou Zhi didn't care much. She even felt strangely that the person in front of her was quite cute, unexpectedly innocent, and unexpectedly to her taste.

The fate between people is really strange. It turns out that people really feel like they have known each other for a long time at first sight. Moreover, it does not have any prelude at all. It just appears in a natural and reckless way without any warning, making people naturally accept and obey their hearts. In a monotonous way, it grasps the most complicated human heart.

Zhou Zhi took half a step forward. Luo Sui swallowed hard and did not move, allowing the distance between them to shorten to the ideal position that Zhou Zhi wanted.

Her pupils were light brown, and under the dazzling sunlight, they looked particularly clean and pure. He didn't know what kind of eyes she had, but he knew that the upward curve was just right. Even the hint of red at the end of her eyes seemed so perfect in his eyes - it was no exaggeration to say that every bit of it was in tune with the beat of his heart. Her eyelashes only needed to tremble slightly with her eyes to bring him an inexplicable throbbing.

So close.

He could even smell the powder on her body.

His throat tightened. “What are you doing?”

Zhou Zhi narrowed his eyes, the light reflected brilliantly in his glass-like eyes, her slender and beautiful index finger touched his shoulder, then moved it down a half an inch, Zhou Zhi could clearly feel the muscles under her fingers becoming stiff, she tried to move her gaze from his well-developed chest to his handsome face, and looked at him playfully.

She was not in a hurry to answer his question, but she found his embarrassed and angry expression very interesting.

Contrast is a man’s best dowry.

Well, one.