Quick Transmigration: The Scheming Beauty is Seductive and Wild

Chapter 71 Quilt
Chu Song frowned, but still turned sideways to let her in.

When Su Luo put the quilt on his bed, he found a blanket to cover the camera in the room, then put his hands in his pockets and leaned loosely against the wall.

He had just taken a shower, and his hair had not yet been dried. The water droplets flowed down his cheeks and onto his chiseled jaw, then merged into the collar of his pajamas and disappeared.

A pair of black eyes stared at her coldly, with unpredictable emotions surging in his eyes.

The light from outside came in, splitting the space into two halves: light and dark. She stood in the light, while he was hidden in the shadows.

The sound of human beings disappeared, and the surrounding was quiet, only the sound of dripping water in the bathroom could be heard.

Under the low pressure that enveloped him, Su Luo's mind was knotted, and the draft he had thought about several times was only blank.

After a long while, she swallowed her saliva and said dryly:

"Um...are you alone? Where are the others?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Chu Song's originally gloomy expression became even uglier.

He lowered his eyes, responded lightly and fell completely silent.

Seeing his impatience, Su Luo felt a little prick in her heart, but she still put on a faint smile and asked:

"Did you have meal?"

Her thought-natural but far-fetched smile and "perfunctory" concern made Chu Song inexplicably irritated.

Su Luo's eyes were wandering, she pursed her lips and tried to explain:
"Today, we didn't really play much. We were all dirty and he even fell down..."

"Anything else?"

Chu Song interrupted her and tightened his fingers in his pocket, not wanting to hear the word "we" in her mouth.

The cold dismissal order pierced into her heart like an arrow feather.

The anticipation on her face faded away bit by bit, her fingertips rubbed the hem of her skirt, and she awkwardly moved to the door.

His hand had already turned the door handle, but like a stranded fish trying to struggle for the last time, he said dullly:
"I made some soup before I left in the morning. It's ready now. If you're hungry, just drink some."

After finishing speaking, she opened the door and went out.

However, just as the door was about to close, a big palm rested on the door frame.

Facing the woman's bright eyes, Chu Song's ears turned slightly red.

"You brought the quilt, you are responsible for putting it on."

It was still the same voice, but without the coldness just now, it was low and magnetic, like a piece of sandpaper rubbing the woman's skin, causing waves of tremors.

"Oh."

Su Luo was secretly happy, but she put on an aggrieved expression on her face and closed the door behind her.

He glanced at her, then found a book and sat on the small sofa.

There was the sound of shaking sheets in the air, then the zipper chain, and then the quilt surface rubbing against the quilt cover.

Chu Song slid through the news on his mobile phone, but found that he couldn't read it at all, and his eyes were involuntarily attracted by that person.

Su Luo grasped the corners of the quilt, corresponding to the four corners of the quilt cover one by one, but she didn't know what went wrong, causing the quilt core to become entangled and bulge into a big bag.

Seeing that there was a big gap in the quilt cover, she simply got in, huffing and fussing around.

Inadvertently, a strand of hair got stuck in the zipper, which caused a pain in the scalp and forced me to suppress the grunt that I just let out.

If she couldn't even handle this, wouldn't Chu Song want to look down on her?

However, he was still discovered. Chu Song's voice came from outside the quilt, vague and unclear:

"Come out quickly, be careful of lack of oxygen."

"I don't want to either, oops, don't pull the quilt, my hair seems to be stuck."

Hearing her uncontrollable cry of pain, Chu Song didn't dare to pull the quilt any more, and frowned:

"How can I cover myself with a quilt?"

As he spoke, he tentatively touched through the quilt to identify the position of her head, and then carefully opened a crack.Oxygen was poured in instantly, and Su Luo let out a long breath, sweating profusely.

The next second, a beam of light lit up in the dark and cramped space, and Chu Song's hand holding the phone got under the quilt, reaching just in front of Su Luo.

"Don't be anxious, take it easy."

The flashlight program's light was bright enough, and after a while, she easily freed the stuck hair.

"I'm out."

As soon as she finished speaking, her whole body was turned sideways, and then the man's strong body squeezed in, and her heart trembled.

In the small bed, his cold and unique aroma mixed with the scent of shower gel hit her face, which stunned her brain, which was already lacking oxygen, for several seconds.

When he reacted, he pushed his head back halfway out.

The next second, Fu Qianbai's sudden voice sounded:
"It's only around eight o'clock, why are you lying down already?"

At this time, Chu Song was leaning against the bedside in his pajamas, with his legs propped up high, and a book on his knees. A thick autumn and winter quilt enveloped him, creating a big ups and downs.

"The quilt prepared by the program team is quite thick."

After saying that, Fu Qianbai suddenly bent down and patted the quilt. By coincidence, he patted Su Luo's soft calf.

Her scalp instantly numbed, and she shrank as a reflex, forcing back the sound that was about to escape her throat.

Seeing "Chu Song" startled, Fu Ganbai smiled knowingly:

"Your muscles are not good. You are as soft as a woman. How about we work out together tomorrow?"

Chu Song calmly expanded the space and said lightly:
"Xu Zhihan has something to do with you. Do you want to go and see him?"

Fu Ganbai nodded and went out.

The door was closed again, and Su Luo finally came out and let out a long breath. When she raised her eyelashes, she saw the rich dark color flowing in the man's eyes, which was inexplicably seductive.

She swallowed her saliva and murmured:

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

After speaking, I realized how ambiguous the posture of the two of them was. The flesh pads under their bodies were soft and tight, and they became hotter as time went by.

However, even though it had turned red into a shrimp, she still stood motionless on it.

The two looked at each other, the air became thick and stringy, and the temperature was rising. After a long time, she finally spoke in a dumb voice:
"It was too dark that night..."

Chu Song raised his eyebrows and signaled her to continue.

"So...can you let me take a look again?"

After finishing speaking, she felt the tension and resistance of the people below her, and she smiled embarrassingly:
"Just take off your clothes and take a look."

"Do you think it's appropriate?"

He looked at her, his eyes straight and silent.

In the next second, a pair of soft little hands had already climbed down, Chu Song was suffocated, his arms could push her away but he forgot to struggle.

The heavy quilt covered the two of them, covering up the ups and downs in the quilt.

Even though he knew she didn't mean it, his heartbeat accelerated slowly due to her unintentional touch.Breathing is sluggish and turbid.

After a long time, she unbuttoned all the buttons on his pajamas as she wished, pulled them to both sides, and stared at his naked upper body, the luster in her eyes dimming inch by inch.

Under the dazzling light of the mobile phone, the man's strong chest was clean, without a trace of scar.

After staring at it for a few seconds, Su Luo suddenly felt discouraged and resentful, and bit something angrily.

Chu Song groaned, hugged her shoulders with his big hands and lifted her halfway up, lowered his eyes and looked into her wet eyes.

"What exactly are you looking for?"

　looking for you, idiot

　　
　
(End of this chapter)