Kuai Chuan: The cold Lord God always acts like a spoiled brat to me

Chapter 476 Cat-Eared Teenage Idol vs. Draft Group’s Favorite Little Salted Fish 27
"You want to run away after doing something bad?" Shen Qingzhuo's words were cold and clear, and the second half of the sentence was a bit mocking, "What's so shameful?"

"Zhuo God?!"

An unbelievable voice sounded.

Yuan Shilan was walking out, her slender legs took a step forward without warning, half of her body was immersed in the moonlight, her silhouette was sharp and public.

The upper body was only wearing a black T-shirt, the neckline was a little loose, revealing half of the collarbone, and the skin was cold and pale.

Shen Qingzhuo's face was a bit ugly, and he nodded coldly: "Yes."

He met Tan Junxi's gaze.

Behind Shen Qingzhuo, there was a slender figure with his coat covering his head, completely hiding behind the young man, not even a strand of hair was exposed.

Yuan Shilan couldn't believe that Shen Qingzhuo would listen to the corner of the wall, let alone that there was a woman behind Shen Qingzhuo, staring at the figure covered with a coat in a daze, feeling vaguely familiar.

With a chuckle, Tan Junxi licked his lower lip, hickey marks remained at the corner of his mouth, he smoothed the neckline with his fingers, and walked over with a calm expression.

Stopped in front of Shen Qingzhuo, swept past the people behind him, and stayed on the girl's shoes for a second without leaving any traces, his eyes darkened slightly: "What a coincidence, Qingzhuo, why don't you introduce me?"

"A guy with an IQ lower than seventy." Shen Qingzhuo blocked the person tightly and said coldly, "There is no need for an introduction."

Jiang Li'an: "..."

Generally speaking, an IQ below [-] would be classified as mentally handicapped.

Shen Qingzhuo turned around and scolded her.

"Let's go." Shen Qingzhuo didn't even look at them, her slender fingers grabbed the girl's wrist, and directly pulled her to walk in another direction, her back was straight and cold.

Jiang Li'an's vision was pitch black, unable to see the way, and staggeringly followed him, for a few moments he suspected that Shen Qingzhuo would deliberately let go of her hand to disfigure her.

Even so, he was holding his coat tightly with one hand, and he was holding the other hand, resolutely not showing his face: "Will you die if you walk slowly?"

"meeting."

After walking a certain distance, Shen Qingzhuo suddenly stopped.

"give me."

Two words fell down.

"What for you?" Jiang Li'an asked innocently.

His tone became heavier and impatient: "Coat."

In the few seconds when Yuan Shilan was walking outside the wall, Jiang Li'an's desire to win was on the verge of breaking out. In just a few seconds, she took off Shen Qingzhuo's coat to cover her face. Year.

"Is there no one else?" Jiang Li'an was worried.

"Don't worry, there's only one dog."

Jiang Li'an was caught by the connotation, and said slowly: "I won't give it to you, you can grab it if you have the ability."

Shen Qingzhuo felt that she was unreasonable, and her face became even uglier.

The coat is black, a little thin, with a faint fragrance left, as mysterious as cedar, and seems to be stained with a hint of tobacco.

If there is nothing, it has been heard for a long time, and Jiang Li'an keenly caught it.

The elder brother who is not up to snuff at home smokes, and Jiang Li'an doesn't like to smell second-hand smoke, so he has tried it many times, so he is very familiar with it.

It's just how old Shen Qingzhuo is.

"Do you smoke?" She clutched the cuff of her jacket with her fingers, and asked unconsciously while still thinking about it.

"none of your business."

"It's none of my business, it's none of your fans' business." Jiang Li'an pouted, "You will be miserable if you get exposed."

As a public figure, teenage idols make headlines for smoking cigarettes.

"Then you go and explode."

The five words fluttered down.

Neither salty nor bland.

The material of the jacket was pressed against the tip of his nose, and the breath became more and more intense. Before Jiang Li'an could say anything, the jacket suddenly rubbed against the side of his face, and the cold silver zipper caught his hair, and then his eyes brightened.

The first thing I saw was the slender neck in the dark night, and the clear and attractive arc of Adam's apple, making people want to bite into it, imagining his Adam's apple swallowing and rolling with lust.

The night was gloomy, and the moon was as cool as water, as if a thin layer of glass enamel had been coated on his skin, which became colder and whiter.

The man took his coat away.

Jiang Li'an suddenly took a breath.

"do not move!"

Shen Qingzhuo paused, but did not move again: "What?"

"The zipper caught my hair..." Jiang Li'an was suffering from pain, he was inconvenient, his tone was delicate, his eyes were a little red, "Get it off for me quickly."

Shen Qingzhuo frowned: "Trouble."

The tone is stiff.

He took a step forward and inspected a strand of blue silk entangled in the zipper, black hair, silver-white metal products, a coat that extended to a young age and smelled of tobacco, and the fingers holding the coat, with distinct phalanges, the picture was inexplicably bewildering.

"Can you break it?"

"How dare you!" Jiang Li'an said angrily, looking up at him, because of this action, his precious hair was involved again.

Under the trembling fine eyelashes, those peach blossom eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of water color, and the end of the eyes was naturally light red.

It actually made Shen Qingzhuo feel that she would cry in the next second.

The movement froze for two seconds, and said in a low voice, "Squeamish."

The voice was hoarse and lazy, and there was no extra emotion to be heard.

The action is lightened.

His eyebrows and eyes were lowered, his thin lips were tightly pursed, his side face was thin and neat, his fair fingers were wrapped around the girl's long black hair, the color was cold and lustful.

Jiang Li'an couldn't feel the pain anymore, so he calmed down and looked at the person in front of him quietly.

The evening wind blew, carrying a damp chill.

The black hair fell off, hung down, and fluttered from Shen Qingzhuo's fingertips.

The zipper collided and made a crisp sound.

He withdrew his hand and put his coat on his arm: "Next time, grow a snack."

Jiang Li'an attaches great importance to his hair, which belongs to the kind of people who are in a hurry when someone touches it. He checked it carefully and pressed his fingertips on his head. He was not happy to hear this.

"Who doesn't care?"

Shen Qingzhuo's eyes slipped to the girl's bright red lips, and she moved away lightly: "A guy who sneaked around one night and watched others kiss."

"This was an accident!" Jiang Li'an justified his reputation, "Who peeked at this?!"

"Really?" He said abruptly, "I think you are quite addicted to watching."

Watching, reading, watching, addicting.

"You're blind." Jiang Li'an smiled, turned around and left.

The man stood where he was, and the moonlight cast his shadow on the ground. He had the spirit of a young man and the arrogance of a top idol.

"Since you are on the stage, be serious."

He said.

The sound is neither light nor heavy.

Jiang Li'an heard his words, paused slightly, and left quickly.

dorm room.

Jiang Li'an and Yuan Shilan came back one after the other.

"Where did you go?" Lu Chi asked curiously.

Yuan Shilan's face seemed shy and preoccupied.

Knowing that the dormitory also has shots, the program team will edit some exciting content from here as sideshows. She reapplied her lipstick in the mirror and said softly: "The moon is beautiful tonight, go out and have a look."

Jiang Li'an, who just saw Yuan Shilan and Tan Junxi kissing: "..."

It's really "beautiful".

"Why is your mouth swollen?!" Lu Chi pointed at Yuan Shilan's mouth without winking, and asked simply.

Yuan Shilan didn't change her face: "I accidentally bit into it at dinner."

"How about you, Li Li?"

(End of this chapter)