Quick Transmigration: The Scheming Beauty is Seductive and Wild

Chapter 91 Dating
The two lined up to enter with tickets. Under the huge stage, the auditorium was crowded with people. The young people waved their fluorescent sticks and swung their arms excitedly to the rhythm.

A thunderous melody came from the speakers, igniting the entire venue.

Four or five band members were jumping around on the stage, shaking their heads, looking at the light sticks in the audience, as if they were standing in the center of the world, and they looked so intoxicated and immersed, as if what they were holding was not a musical instrument, but a lover.

The lead singer sang in Spanish, which Su Luo couldn't understand at all, but that didn't stop her from being infected by the warm atmosphere.

She also imitated the behavior of the boys and girls next to her, raising her hands high and cheering loudly in the direction of the stage.

Chu Song stood behind her and opened his arms, separating her from the crowd. He turned his head and stared at her with unconcealable endearment in his eyes.

In the interplay of light and shadow, those shallow eyes were bright and lively, and her smile was wanton and brilliant. The wind from the air conditioner lifted her seaweed ink hair and blew it on her fair face. It danced wildly, as if a bird was born out of a cocoon. The butterfly spreads its wings and wants to fly to the sky.

Sensing his gaze, Su Luo looked over, with a glint of water flowing under her eyes. The music on the stage was still very loud, but Chu Song's world seemed to be muted.

He opened his mouth, and for a moment he forgot what he was going to say. He had never seen the strong vitality in the woman's eyes, and he was fascinated by it without realizing it.

There was a lot of noise around her, so Su Luo put her ear closer to hear his voice.

However, she still didn't hear what he said clearly, but his unique cold fragrance floated in her nose, which was incompatible with the strange smell mixed with the surrounding perfume, crowd sweat, and smoke.

He bent down and raised his voice, but what Su Luo heard was almost a whisper:

"Are you thirsty? I'll buy water."

Su Luo shook her head and then noticed that after an hour of pushing and squeezing by the crowd, the man's originally clean and neat shirt was wrinkled, his tie was loose, and his black hair was messy, covering half of his eyebrows.

However, she herself was neat and fresh, always protected by his arms, isolated from the touch of those around her.

The song ushered in the chorus, and the props and fireworks on the stage burst into bloom, emitting dazzling auras. The crowd shouted even more intensely, almost breaking their eardrums.

Su Luo grabbed the clothes on both sides of his waist, stood on tiptoes and slowly approached, shouting loudly:

"Let's go out!"

Chu Song put his arm around her shoulders, protected her, and squeezed out against the crowd, the roaring cheers and sound of music gradually being left behind.

When they came to the exit, Su Luo pulled him into the fire escape. The two of them entered the dark and quiet corridor, and the sensor lights turned on.

With a naughty smile on her lips, she pushed him against the big iron door. The door handle hurt Chu Song's back, but he had no time to care.

The woman's hot breath had already fallen, and her soft and slender body pressed against him, tightly fitting him.

Chu Song felt the blood all over his body boil in an instant, his face turned red as if on fire, his hands naturally lifted her up as if he had self-awareness, turned her around, and pressed her against the iron door.

From the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of him holding the doorknob with the back of his hand, and Su Luo felt sweet.

When the sensor light went out, she stood up on tiptoes and hugged him, holding her head high, letting him kiss her forehead, her earlobes, her neck, and finally returned to her lips.

The daylight came in through the narrow skylight, and Chu Song could clearly see her long and curly eyelashes, which were dark and dense, like two small fans, rising and falling with her breathing.

He slowed down his movements, lowered his head, and pecked her eyelids, making her laugh out loud.

"What are you laughing at?"

Chu Song's voice was hoarse, his head buried in the side of her neck, pecking lightly.

After a long time, Su Luo pulled up the shoulder strap, then fastened the buckle from behind through the clothes. She also tidied his messed up hair and said with a chuckle:
"If we don't go out, the next trip will be ruined."

Chu Song circled her, grabbed her slender fingers, rubbed them gently, and said in a low voice with some reluctance:

"Why don't we just change places?"

Su Luo thumped him lightly several times, and pushed him out of the stairwell step by step.

The two of them walked out of the gate, and the fresh air outside greeted them. She led him. As soon as they arrived downstairs, they were attracted by the tinkling music in the street shop.

By the time the two people squeezed into the four-square-meter small grid, Su Luo had already placed the rabbit ear pendant on Chu Song's head.

"Come on, come on, hahaha..."

Chu Song frowned, feeling very rejected in his heart, but when he saw her pleading eyes, he felt so soft-hearted that he could only sigh softly.

Then, a woman wearing a bear headdress appeared on the screen, smiling wildly and making various funny and cute expressions.

And the man in the same frame as her has noble features, but is extremely stiff. He wears white rabbit ears that have nothing to do with elegance. Somewhat red.

After finishing the photo shoot, Chu Song finally breathed a sigh of relief. However, Su Luo looked at the advertisement for the small accessories workshop on the road, and her eyes showed expectation and envy again.

Chu Song couldn't see her like this, so he took the initiative to drag her into the DIY handmade silver jewelry store.

The environment in the store is quiet and there are only a few customers here and there. The proprietress wears an apron with a kind face, leading Chu and Song to learn how to use the tools.

Beside the shelf, two apprentices were sorting out the sundries while whispering with starry eyes:

"That male guest is so handsome, with broad shoulders and long legs. What is the relationship between the woman next to him and him?"

"What kind of relationship could they have? They look like a couple at first glance. They look so good-looking and their skin is so good. It's so sour."

"That's right. The way you look at him is dark, staring at the girl's profile. He's so focused."

"The girl smiled so sweetly at him. Could it be that they are newlyweds?"

At the operating table, Su Luo lowered her head. Chu Song put on the apron for her. He tightened the belt for her and tied a bow at the back. He heard Su Luo murmur in a low voice:

"I find that you always tie me in various knots."

There is a bow tied to the tie in her hair, a bow tied to the bandage on her palm, and the same goes for her apron.

Hearing this, Chu Song's lips curled up but he said nothing.

There were many large and small utensils on the table, and the operation was a bit complicated. The two tried to operate it under the guidance of the landlady. Su Luo got bored after working on it for a while, and looked to the side and found that Chu Song was particularly focused.

He drooped his eyelashes, and was tapping the copper piece with a small awl in his hand. From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Su Luo looking over, so he turned his shoulders to prevent her from peeking.

Su Luo snorted softly, put down the things in her hands, and began to look through the finished photo album made by the customer. While reading, she complained:
"Look at how uncreative this person is. He finally made it by himself and actually carved a big tree on the ring."

"Oh, there's actually a grass on this collarbone chain. Can't they be a little creative?"

Chu Song made a movement with his hands, and unconsciously turned his shoulders to the side, completely facing away from Su Luo, leaving only the back of her head.

Half an hour later, the two of them sent their finished products to be cooled and packaged. Seeing him putting the small box into his trouser pocket, Su Luo became more and more curious:

"What did you do? Show me."

"I didn't make it well. I'll make it nicer next time. Are you hungry?"

Su Luo was successfully led astray, holding his arm, swiping open the phone screen, and finally selected an internet celebrity restaurant.

More than ten minutes later, when their number plates finally arrived, they were led into the dining room by the waiter, and they sat across from each other on both sides of the large white dining table.

She got up early in the morning and played all morning long. Su Luo was already hungry and her chest was pressed against her back. Seeing the waiter bring the dessert, Su Luo ate it by herself. She didn't notice that Chu Song was looking at the next door. table.

There was a young couple sitting at the next table. The girl was picking up a piece of butter with a table knife and spreading it on a piece of bread. In front of everyone, she fed it to her boyfriend opposite. The boyfriend took it with his mouth and smiled sweetly.

Chu Song withdrew his gaze, looked at someone who was engrossed in eating, and suddenly said:
"Is it tasty?"

Su Luo puffed up her cheeks, took the time to raise her eyelids, and smiled:
"Aren't you hungry? Hurry up and eat."

Chu Song choked, lowered his thick black eyelashes to cover up the disappointment in his eyes, and continued to hint without giving up:
"I'm hungry, but I don't want to do anything."

Su Luo blinked and understood instantly. She quickly wiped her hands, rolled up a piece of snack for him, and then placed it on the plate in front of him under Chu Song's expectant eyes.

Then, she noticed that the man was staring at the snack, and the corners of his lips that had been raised fell back. He took out his mobile phone from his pocket and ignored her.

Su Luo was puzzled, but she didn't hesitate. She continued to eat after the main course came.Chu Song's eyes were fixed on the screen, but he glanced at the young couple next to him from the corner of his eye, and found that there was only a drink in front of them, with only a straw in it.

So, Chu Song quickly glanced at the person opposite and saw that she was concentrating on eating. He quickly took out the straw from his cup, then secretly rubbed it and threw it in the corner.

When Su Luo had almost eaten and was drinking a drink, she saw Chu Song suddenly coughed and whispered:
"I don't have a straw in my glass."

Su Luo raised her eyebrows, and just as she was about to raise her hand to tell the waiter to bring another one, her hand on the table was held by the man.

The man's rough fingertips lightly hooked her palm. Su Luo was stunned for a moment, and as soon as she raised her eyes, she ran into his dark sight. Her heart moved, and she suddenly felt blessed:

"How about you use mine?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the corners of Chu Song's mouth tended to rise. He nodded with a pretended expression, took her glass, took a sip from her straw, and his mouth was instantly filled with sweet apple juice.

He took a few sips and stopped drinking. He pushed the cup forward and waited for her to continue drinking.

However, Su Luo wiped her mouth, raised her eyelashes and looked at him, asking:

"Let's go?"

Chu Song's throat rolled up, he glanced at the glass of apple juice again, and coughed lightly:
"The apple juice is delicious. Please drink some more."

Knowing that he had mysophobia, Su Luo blurted out without even thinking about it:

"Okay, then go to the front desk and pack a takeaway. After you drink this cup, I won't touch it."

After you drink this cup, I won’t touch it...

Chu Song's face darkened, and the air pressure surrounding his body suddenly began to press downwards.

After the two got into the car, Su Luo was still ignorant, holding the photo stickers they took together in her hand, giggling non-stop.

Chu Song turned his head and glanced at her. Seeing that her attention was not on him at all, his voice was cold:

"Fasten your seat belt."

"it is good."

For a long time, Su Luo didn't see him move, so she looked over suspiciously. The next second, she saw the man's dark eyes curling up, and Su Luo was stunned.

"what happened?"

Chu Song didn't speak, but looked straight at her. His gaze moved from her eyes, down to her lips, and back to her eyes again. His meaning was very straightforward.

This time, Su Luo finally got to his point. She slowly came over and slapped a seal on his face. Then she saw that he was still looking at her, still motionless.

Su Luo chuckled and muttered softly:

"I'm wearing my seat belt..."

After saying this, he still loosened the seat belt with his little hands, leaned forward, sucked his thin lips, and then was held by the other party on the back of his head.

It wasn't until her eyes were covered with moisture that Chu Song let go of her with satisfaction and fastened her seat belt again.

According to the navigation, the two drove all the way to a private hot spring club. The open-air bath was only five or six square meters, but it was very private. The surrounding stone walls were carved with lifelike murals from various dynasties.

They paid the deposit and began to change their clothes. Chu Song straddled his long legs and entered the water. When he turned his head, he met Su Luo's smiling eyes. Looking down, he saw a bracelet lying in her palm.

Chu Song's long eyelashes trembled, and he turned his head with a blushing face. He didn't look at her, but he could still hear her laughing voice:

"I didn't mean it. It fell out when you were changing your clothes."

Seeing that he ignored her, Su Luo curled her lips and followed him into the water.

The spring water was bubbling, there was a faint smell of sulfur in the air, and green smoke was curling up. As she sank into the water, she felt that every pore on her skin was opened.

She quietly leaned over, hugged him from behind, put the bracelet in his palm, and whispered:

"Put me on."

Chu Song raised his eyes and glanced at her, the corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously, and his voice was pleasant:

"Lift it."

Su Luo frowned and quickly raised her wrist, but saw the man raise his eyebrows and lower his gaze.

"Lift your feet."

Su Luo was startled, chuckled, and slowly raised her feet.

It's actually an anklet.

After he put it on, Su Luo stroked the pattern on it and burst into laughter.

Under a big tree, a small grass.

No wonder he didn't let her see it. He actually took over the two sentences she complained about before. What a coincidence.

However, in order to give him face, Su Luo still pretended to be curious and asked:

"Is there any moral?"

Chu Song fingered the chain on her ankle, his fingertips lightly touched the big trees and grass on the silver piece, and said quietly:

"Think for yourself."

Then, he turned around and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

There is wood in "Chu" and grass in "Su".

The grass accompanies the big tree, and the big tree protects the grass, rain or shine, forever.

There was soju on the small table next to them. The two of them looked up at the night sky above their heads, sometimes drinking and sometimes chatting.

Chu Song raised his head and spread his arms on the edge of the bath. The moonlight passed through the gaps in the tree crown and shone brightly in his eyes.

Su Luo slipped from the water to his side and did not touch him. She just stared at him quietly and began to sing softly:
"In the endless reincarnation, the roles will not stop changing. I interfered in your romance, and you wasted my years..."

Her eyes were straight and gentle, as if she were looking at him, and she seemed to be looking through him into the ethereal distance.

"You are not my rose, I just happened to meet you and passed through your magnificent bloom..."

Her slender eyelashes hung low as if they had been filled with ink, and her fair face was stained with a hint of crimson, filled with endless tenderness.

"Reason has defeated my heart, but I can't erase your traces. There are many colors in the sky. I only love the thick ink in your eyes..."

In late autumn, a big tree next to it dropped a few golden leaves from time to time, and the spring water rippled, as if it were sprinkled with thousands of rhinestones.

"Obviously I should have completely forgotten it, but occasionally I still think about it. I am obviously doomed to have heartache, but I still miss you tenderly..."

She suddenly looked up and saw stars as big as the mouth of a bowl, hanging high on the treetops, shining brightly, as if countless Milky Ways were hanging above her head.

"I still guard the memories we had together, but you forgot them."

A drop of clear tears slid down her fair cheek and fell into Chu Song's heart.

He put his hand around her and leaned forward to suck the tears from her face. After a while, he spoke in a low voice:
"Luoluo, who are you?"

Why am I so heartbroken.

　It's your wife, you idiot
　　
　
(End of this chapter)