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

The night breeze was a little cool, blowing in from the slightly open collar of the shirt, Fu Rongheng was inexplicably a little dry under the streetlight, looking at her slim appearance now.

Suddenly he remembered the first time he met Chu Jin'an many years ago.

"I feel like I might be a little drunk."

His voice was hoarse, and the cold wind poured into the military uniform and shirt, but it didn't wake up the heat.

Fu Rongheng spoke word by word, as if speaking to himself, or to Chu Jin'an, his Adam's apple was covered with a layer of red, rolling up and down as he spoke, casting a sharp shadow.

The usual ice-like voice was also tainted with scorching intent.

When he was speaking, Fu Rongheng tugged at his neckline, his fingers were slender and distinct, his brows were slightly wrinkled, and his eyes drooped, as if he was habitually breaking free and panting.

Very dignified, yet a trace of indulgent temptation can be seen in the abstinence.

Chu Jin'an didn't expect him to say that suddenly, his heartstrings seemed to be tugged at by someone, his heart was numb, and he stared at him in a daze for a moment.

Fu Rongheng seldom used the word "possible", he was always decisive, and said what he said, unless he was not even sure about his own state now.

From Chu Jin'an's point of view, he was indeed drunk, otherwise how could he show such an expression that he had never seen before in front of others.

Even those eyes seem to be stained with a slightly hot red, I don't know if it's a slightly drunken color, or a few strands of red blood that haven't rested, but when I stare at people, they are so deep that they are swayed by the light mist, there is something A vague ambiguity.

This appearance makes one's heart tremble, and even the soul trembles. If outsiders look at it, they will go crazy for him.

Even being lingering with him is a gift.

Fu Rongheng fell silent after finishing his nonsensical words.

Thought forms a straightforward and dangerous line in the chaos, breaking all confinement.

Can't restrain it, so let it go.

Chu Jin'an didn't understand what he meant, he couldn't get up or down by Fu Rongheng's attitude, he held his breath, the water in his heart overflowed, and he felt uncomfortable from the bottom of his heart.

He always does.

"Of course the fourth brother is drunk. He drank so much wine, don't you want to kill him?"

With the help of the wind, she could smell his breath even when she was close.The strange thing is not the smell of alcohol that she hates, but the clear and dizzying smell, the more thrilling it is when it intrudes into the breath.

At the banquet, she was the one who watched him drink the wine cup by cup, and also saw with her own eyes who served Fu Rongheng the wine.

The corner of Chu Jin'an's mouth twitched, seeing Fu Rongheng's blurred eyes turned into sarcasm.

"It's rare that the fourth brother can't drink the wine she serves, so why don't you just marry her and come in?"

These words sound harsh.

"Do you want me to marry?" Fu Rongheng raised his eyebrows slightly, his face turned cold, and asked her back.

Chu Jin settled down, the corners of his lips were tight, looking at his depressed and romantic silhouette under the dim light, even after he was drunk, he couldn't understand his eyebrows, even the quiet provocative feeling was so difficult to understand.

She met his eyes—the emotion in them created an absurd illusion.

As if if she said yes, he would marry that person right away.

But an illusion is an illusion after all, a person like Fu Rongheng is at most seventy percent drunk after drinking, no matter how unconscious he looks, vigilance and reason are born in his bones, allowing him to make the most correct decision.

Chu Jin'an's throat felt a little dry, with sudden weakness and soreness.

Facing his rhetorical question, I was afraid that he would be ridiculous, so I asked him: "Can I control you?"

Her voice softened, and she gave her confidence to him.

The clouds and mist in the sky covered and dispersed, revealing the corner of the moon, reflecting the girl's eyes, so pure that there is no trace of impurities.

When Fu Rongheng met Chu Jin'an for the first time, he was 11 years old, he was ill and had a good posture.

At that time Chu Jin'an was still young, not afraid of life, staring straight at him with a pair of black grape-like eyes, different from others who were fearful and cautious, opened his hands softly, asking him to hug him who was drinking medicine.

At that time, Fu Rongheng could still drink the bitter and disgusting medicinal soup in one gulp, turn the dark brown prayer beads on his wrist, completely ignore her, and leave her sideways.

"Try it."

Fu Rongheng spoke in silence.

With a calm tone, he cut through the long night on the street with only two people.

It's like making an ordinary decision.

He looked at Chu Jin'an, his eyes were illuminated by the light, deep and thick, with a tinge of red, rubbed into the blur of silence, and smiled softly.

"If you don't try it, how do you know it won't work?"

These words, smashed down, caused great waves in Chu Jin's Anxin mouth.

His eyes, like a gun being loaded, aimed at her heart, leaving no way out——

"boom!"

Heat, intensity, heat up.It makes the body feel hot, the soul is numb, and there is a shivering feeling of being hit.

The temptation in him, the coquettishness derived from power and nobility, is completely irresistible.

Chu Jin'an's nails were inserted into the palm of his hand so hard that he would not jump into the abyss in his eyes, drowning in the blurred warmth of drunkenness.

I am afraid that after waking up, I will have a big dream.

A drowning man, struggling from the depths, clings to the last driftwood.

"Is it fun for fourth brother to lie to me?" Chu Jin'an asked, raising his head.

These words quickly threw the heated atmosphere back into the cold.

The smile in Fu Rongheng's eyes faded, and there was nothing left. Her deep black eyes clearly reflected her eyebrows, and something sank to the bottom of the valley.

In the first few years of acquaintance, I was really impatient, but later, it became a habit.

He is used to following her all day long, and he is used to handling everything for her, but he really doesn't like her pampering and bad behavior, so he taught her hand in hand, but she always loves to cry, pitiful, crying makes him upset.

In the end, even he himself didn't know when he got into it.

Responsibility, hard work, possessiveness.

In the long years, no one can replace it.

"I didn't lie to you." Fu Rongheng said slowly, and finally gave in.

The badge on the military uniform guards the pile of bones, which is both glory and bondage. It reflects a cold luster in the middle of the night and shines into Chu Jin'an's eyes.

It also lingered with the temperature of her personal relationship, with all kinds of meanings, filling her heart and making her eyes sour.

If the first sentence is still a bit obscure and difficult to understand, then the second half sentence is completely straightforward.

"No one else but you."

--except you.

--only you.

These words, which were exclusive in themselves, hit Chu Jin'an hard in the heart of Bo Xing, who was cold and alienated from him!
Sourness, fullness, tingling, continuous, set off mountains and seas.

After so many years, it finally came.

His love.

But at this moment, what was greeted was not full of joy, but countless grievances and hatred.

what to hate.Hate him for being ruthless, is he wrong?

"Fu Rongheng, have I told you that you are really an asshole?"

Chu Jin'an looked at the calmness and calmness on his face, spoke hoarsely, his eyes were very red, and he still remembered that it was his face that turned red first.