Quick Transmigration: The Scheming Beauty is Seductive and Wild

Chapter 70 Eggplant Purple

Under the sky, the golden leaves fell from the tree branches, leaving only a bare branch.

Fu Ganbai was sitting in the driver's seat of a dark gray Mercedes-Benz, looking through the rearview mirror at the woman in the back seat from time to time.

Her seaweed-black hair was tucked softly behind her ears, and her burgundy velvet retro dress made her snowy skin look particularly white.

Her eyes reflected on the car window were clear and calm. Occasionally, she would be attracted by pedestrians on the road and break away from her daze.

Sensing the line of sight in the lens, Su Luo looked over and smiled lightly:
"what happened?"

The corners of Fu Qianbai's mouth turned up uncontrollably, and he turned his hand on the steering wheel with extremely smooth movements.

"I just feel like my intuition is pretty accurate. This lipstick color really suits you."

"…Ha ha."

Su Luo cast her gaze out the window again, not wanting to explain to him how much effort she had put into suppressing the eggplant purple color, and how disappointed she felt when she saw someone who was not the person she imagined after putting so much effort into makeup.

Although she had already prepared herself mentally, when she learned that it was Fu Ganbai, she was still inexplicably melancholy.

Jazz was playing in the car, and the two of them were silent in an awkward silence. Fu Qianbai suddenly spoke:
"Is there a place you particularly want to go? If not, I'll book a farmhouse."

"Shall we go to the beach?"

Su Luo suggested.

Fu Qianbai was startled. He originally asked this out of politeness, but he didn't expect to hear new thoughts.

Although it disrupted the overall plan, his words were like splashing water, so Fu Qianbai had no choice but to agree.

Half an hour later, the two came to the beach.

The sea breeze in late autumn is mixed with coolness, and waves are hitting the rocks. On the golden beach, a few people are wearing blankets and looking at the sea view.

"I really want to swim."

Su Luo looked at him with a smile.

Swimming in such low water temperatures?

Fu Qianbai frowned slightly. Originally, he was more inclined to have in-depth communication on this date. Even if he came to the beach, he still wanted to enjoy the scenery and talk with her.

After all, if he only wears a pair of boxer briefs in front of a woman after they have just met him, he really cannot be called a gentleman.

However, just as he was thinking about how to decline politely, he ran into a pair of light eyes full of hope, which were so clear that one couldn't bear to refuse.

After a little hesitation, Fu Ganbai gritted his teeth and agreed:

"Then let's go pick out swimsuits now?"

Hearing this, Su Luo shook her head, with a rare coquettish tone in her voice:
"It's not convenient for me to go into the water today, but I really want to see you go swimming."

Her voice was so sweet that even she got goosebumps all over herself.

So, 15 minutes later, Fu Ganbo shiveringly changed into his swimming trunks and came out naked.

Seeing Su Luo staring at his body without blinking, he suddenly tensed up his abdominal muscles and felt secretly proud.

At this time, Su Luo's eyes were like two radars, scanning him up and down inch by inch, not missing every detail. After seeing the front, she even walked around behind him.

The man's chest and back were smooth and smooth, and there were no crescent-shaped marks on his calves except for hair.

Su Luo couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Just as she was about to distance herself, a strong scent of male hormones enveloped her, and when she realized what she was doing, she was already pressed against the pillars of the beach shed.

Then, facing a pair of amber eagle eyes, he looked straight at her, extremely aggressive:
"Are you satisfied with what you saw?"

He was very close, and Su Luo was confused by his overbearing tone. She subconsciously brushed her hair and hesitated:

"Well, why don't we go to the farmhouse? It's too cold here so you better not go into the water."

After saying that, she threw a beach blanket to him and ran away.

Seeing her panic-stricken back, Fu Ganbai touched his nose with a smile in his eyes.

The contrast between her before and after made him think that she was actually tricking him here just to see his figure.

It's so cute.After another half hour, the two drove to a field on the outskirts of the city.

The trip to the farmhouse was not strenuous. I spent an afternoon picking and cooking. Before leaving, Su Luo also picked a basket of red pomegranates.

When the two returned to the villa, the lights were already on.

The villa was quiet, and a figure was sitting on the sofa in the hall.

Hearing the electronic sound of entering the password, Chu Song quickly looked over and then pursed his thin lips.

At the entrance, Su Luo held a large bouquet of golden sunflowers in her left hand and a basket of fiery red pomegranates in her right hand. She was also wearing a men's suit.

Seeing this, Fu Ganbai who came in later reached out to take the bouquet in her arms, then bowed his head and leaned over to say something to her, which made her chuckle.

The two of them were covered in dust and their hair was slightly messy, but they could not hide the aura of openness that comes from being close to nature.

The street lamp came in through the glass window, and the color of the sunflowers was extraordinarily fresh. For no reason, Chu Song was in a bad mood.

At this moment, Su Luo didn't realize it. After she changed her shoes and came in, she immediately noticed the man on the sofa.

He was looking down at an original English book, and the headphone cord swayed slightly with his breathing.

Broken hair obscured his eyes, making it difficult to see his expression. Only the high bridge of his nose and the sharp curve of his jaw could be seen.

Somehow, her heart suddenly relaxed after a tiring day, and her whole body settled down.

She walked over happily, smiled lightly and asked:
"have you eaten?"

Chu Song's long eyelashes trembled, he half-raised his eyes to glance at her, and asked instead:

"Did you have fun today?"

The hall was dimly lit, and Su Luo didn't pay attention to his micro-expression. She just wanted to share the beautiful scenery in her memory with him.

So, in the next few minutes, Chu Song saw her beaming, and told about the very fulfilling and interesting day between her and Fu Ganbai.

From the gorgeous sea view, to climbing trees to pick pomegranates, to killing chickens for cooking, to picking flowers herself, she remembers every detail clearly.

He listened quietly, his breath stuck in his throat. At this moment, Fu Qianbai took the vase, looked at Su Luo and asked:
"I've been looking for a vase like this for a long time. Can the sunflower be inserted here?"

Su Luo nodded indifferently: "Okay, you can figure it out."

Fu Qianbai asked again: "What to do with the chamomile in there?"

"It's been two days. Throw it away when the freshness wears off."

Upon hearing her answer, Chu Song's eyes dimmed and he said something cold:
"The freshness is short-lived."

After saying that, he went straight upstairs without looking at her again.

Seeing the low pressure lingering around him, she finally realized something was wrong and frowned.

Why are you angry?Is he angry that his lipstick was not chosen?But isn’t he dating someone else himself?

When she returned to the dormitory on the third floor depressedly, she saw Xu Zhihan had changed into pajamas and was lying on the bed scrolling through her mobile phone. Her hair was messy. She had obviously been lying there for a long time.

"Where did you go to play today?"

Xu Zhihan asked tentatively.

"Farmhouse, what about you?"

Xu Zhihan glanced at her and said quietly:
"We just met. There was something going on at Chusong Hospital, so I came back on my own."

Su Luo was stunned for a few seconds, and her heart was filled with waves.

Chu Song didn't go on a date?

Then he was sitting downstairs just now, wouldn't he be waiting for her?
A few minutes later, there was a gentle knock on the door of the boys' dormitory on the second floor.

Chu Song sat on the head of the bed, staring at the door motionless, silent, until the second knock on the door rang, he slowly got out of bed.

As soon as the door was opened a crack, a large ball of quilt was stuffed in, accompanied by a woman's soft voice:
"It's going to rain outside. I'll help you take the quilt back."

(End of this chapter)