The Cold Lord God Always Acts Like a Spoiled Brat To Me

   Chapter 520 The more you drag the more you love the principle 71

   It rained all night last night, and the air was still humid this morning. It was a cloudy day, there was no sun, and the sky was still smoky blue, rubbed with a little ash.

  Shen Qingzhuo was wearing a white shirt today, the buttons were meticulously buttoned to the top, and the color was cold and abstinent. In this weather, it added a sense of alienation and indifference.

   Words have always been **** and mean.

   now ask her.

   "Are you in love?"

   His voice was clean and casual, as if he didn't realize what he was talking about.

"Shen Qingzhuo..." Jiang Li'an took a step back subconsciously, feeling a little cold on her back, thinking whether this was Shen Qingzhuo's new trick to torment her or she had hallucinations, and said with difficulty, "You won't be overwhelmed by ghosts, right? ?"

  Shen Qingzhuo came back to his senses, only to realize what kind of words he said when he saw the girl's eyes widened in astonishment.

   That video last night was poisonous.

   But looking at Jiang Li'an's expression - for some reason, Shen Qingzhuo was a little upset.

   He looked at her lightly, obviously sitting on a chair with his legs crossed, and raised his eyes to look at Jiang Li'an's posture, but he didn't reveal the slightest sense of weakness, instead, there was a strong sense of oppression.

  Under his long black eyelashes, his eyes were indifferent and his voice was cool.

   "Do you think I look like a ghost?"

Jiang Li'an sneered, thinking that there shouldn't be such an outrageous thing to happen, but the words just now were really scary, she pouted: "I think you are thinking about your online dating sister who is going crazy, ask anyone to talk about it. In love, let's talk about you online."

  Shen Qingzhuo snorted coldly, raised his chin, his jawline was neat and meaningful: "What did you just say?"

   "I said, how is my dance!" Jiang Li'an shouted, "Can you rest!"

   "You dream."

  “…”

  Shen Qingzhuo hit her. Before Jiang Li'an went into a rage, he gave advice in a **** way, lazy and plain, but pointed out all the shortcomings in dancing.

   It seems that the sentence about falling in love just ended with the rain last night.

  Jiang Li'an pursed the corner of his lower lip, feeling a little disappointed for some unknown reason, perhaps because the four words were abrupt, perhaps because it was Shen Qingzhuo, who always caused quite a stir.

  Jiang Li'an finally made a conclusion.

  Shen Qingzhuo is definitely sick!

   But what Jiang Li'an didn't expect was that yesterday he wondered which person's candy was, but today the case was solved. Some people saw that Tan Junxi had the exact same candy wrapper.

  The air in Nancheng in August is particularly humid. Nancheng is also known as Yucheng, especially in July and August.

   The sky in the distance is still foggy, and there are still fine threads of rain falling in the air, disturbing people's hearts.

On the top floor of Building A of the base, the man's eyes slowly moved from the smoky gray sky to the person walking by. Hearing the words, he paused, as if he had thought of something, then lowered his eyes and smiled, and took a deep look at her without admitting it. , did not deny it: "Is it sweet?"

   This is a real hammer in Jiang Li'an's eyes.

Do you see it!

This! talent! Yes! it is good! male! people!

  Shen Qingzhuo at best! indivual! Scum!

   Thinking of Shen Qingzhuo's shameful sleep talk last night, Jiang Li'an's teeth itch with hatred.

   "Talk about PD." She said seriously, "When you're not doing anything else, you're really a good person."

  Tan Junxi could probably understand what she meant by the other, and even thought that Jiang Li'an was very interesting, so he couldn't help laughing, and his shoulders trembled slightly.

   He hadn't met anyone he was interested in for a long time.

  Especially——is someone Shen Qingzhuo is interested in.

  Tan Junxi didn't plan to pierce so quickly, but he found that he seemed a little bit impatient.

"Since you know that I'm a good person..." Tan Junxi led her to the rooftop and looked at her, her eyes reflecting the sky in the distance, as well as her eyebrows, her words were light, "Then do you want to be with a good person? ?"

   "What?" The meaning of his words was obscure, and Jiang Li'an didn't quite understand it.

   "Let's try."

   Downstairs.

  Yuan Qian ran straight into Yuan Shilan, didn't even look at it, and was about to leave. She didn't stop until the other party exclaimed, and said insincerely, "I didn't see it."

   "Sister, do you have any opinion on me?" Yuan Shilan said.

   "Axi coaxed me on the rooftop for so long, how could I have any opinion on you?" Yuan Qian said.

   Yuan Shilan smiled slightly: "What?"

   "Yuan Shilan, you are nothing more than that." Yuan Qian left, her expression seemed a little sweet, as if Tan Junxi had really coaxed her for a long time.

When    turned around, Yuan Shilan didn't see Yuan Qian's cold smile.

   Yuan Shilan bit her lip and ran to the rooftop...

   Top floor.

   When he heard that sentence, Jiang Li'an's eyebrows pounded, and then again.

   "Are you both sick?!"

   Miss's bad luck hasn't passed yet! !

   "All?" Tan Junxi was stunned and caught the word.

  Jiang Li'an replied angrily.

   "Is it Shen Qingzhuo?" Tan Junxi, despite his initial surprise, actually felt that way.

   The dark desire for plunder in his heart is like a thorny vine man ruthlessly wrapping around the heart that has been rotten, and he tastes the delightful taste of infatuation in the pain.

  The freshness and the desire to conquer are really wonderful things.

   His fingertips were stained with cold rain, and his eyes were also pitch-black, and the pupils were much deeper than ordinary people.

   "Little Li'an." His tone was somewhat lingering and gentle, his eyebrows lowered, seemingly true or false, "Let's try it? What you have experienced or not experienced is fine."

   It is difficult for most people to refuse an invitation from a top idol, not a confession, but an invitation.

   Jiang Li'an's lips moved, but he didn't have time to speak.

With a sound of "Bang!", a deflated can of wine smashed over, was blown by the wind, and rolled to Tan Junxi's feet. The mouth of the can was still gurgling and splashing out. , Wet Tan Junxi's trouser legs.

   followed by a cold voice.

   "Is it over?"

  The two figures standing on the side of the rooftop froze, listening to the familiar voice and looking towards the source of the sound.

  The rain is slightly cool.

   In the distance, a slender figure leaned sideways against the roof railing, the hem of his white shirt was puffed up by the wind, the youth was full of energy, and his arms were casually placed on the railing.

   The smoke is sandwiched between the two fingers, a little bright red is clearly extinguished, and the smoke rises, and the joints are also a little more attractive.

  Behind him was a large foggy sky, the cold wind ruffled his short hair, and those eyes were looking in their direction.

  I don't know how long I watched it.

  The atmosphere was a little dead for a while.

   Jiang Li'an almost collapsed.

for! Varied! What!

  Why did you meet Shen Qingzhuo here!

  In addition to the death of the society, Jiang Li'an actually had a guilty conscience that could not be explained clearly, and avoided Shen Qingzhuo's gaze.

   "God." Tan Junxi's eyes slid through the obscured darkness, glanced at the shriveled cans beside his feet, and then met Shen Qingzhuo's gaze calmly, with a blatant provocation in his eyes, "What a coincidence."

   (end of this chapter)