Chapter 1485

Shen Liang left her with the impression that he was mature, prudent, meticulous, and a soul who was tactful and indifferent to everything.

She thinks so.

But really?

She looked sideways, and was suddenly curious about the man in front of her.

His girlfriend took the money and ran away. He didn't care at all, as if he wasn't his girlfriend.

He is not angry, angry, disappointed, crazy, or even cares.

Why?

What does he care?

Qin Yu wanted to ask, but he felt that the current relationship seemed impossible to ask.

They are not lovers with deep feelings, but married couples who need to cultivate feelings.

When Shenliang heard her words, he slowly turned his head. His black eyes were like ink, and there was a flicker in them.

Qin Yu fluffed the cigarette ash skillfully, with a kind of gentle and cold taste. It doesn't make people feel greasy and annoying at all.

She blinked her misty eyes. Subconsciously, she took a puff.

Looking up at him again, I was just about to pass the smoke in my hand. Suddenly, my eyes were dark, and the broad figure blocked all the light in front of me.

Before she could react, he bent down and leaned over. His cool lips covered her lips. The tip of his tongue was slightly hooked. I don't know what magic he had. She subconsciously opened her lips.

The smoke left in her mouth was tasted by him one by one. Her movements were gentle, but with an irresistible compulsion.

Cigarettes lingered from his lips until he could no longer taste the taste of cigarettes, and then he could simply loosen them.

Without any idea, as if just to taste.

Qin Yu frowned. Standing there, he felt his head was dizzy.

There was no sound around. The two people were immersed in the dark, as if they were not embarrassed.

Silence, then keep silent. No one wants to break it.

Shen Liang smiled a little, and his voice was hoarse:

"It's really hard."

Qin Yu gave a sound in silence.

Shenliang: "is this a lady's cigarette? I remember my mother used to smoke like it didn't taste so bitter or so strong?"

Listening to his voice, his words were serious, as if he were discussing some professional academic issues with her.

If it weren't for the deep kiss, Qin Yu might really discuss with him the percentage of ingredients in the cigarette.

Qin Yu wanted to look up at him, but the light in the corridor was completely blocked. People in front of him could only see a general outline.

When the cigarette reached the tip of her finger, she felt the heat approaching her finger, and then she realized it. Her eyes were burning:

"It's sweet, too, isn't it?"

Shen Liang kept silent.

It seems that there is no "sweet" level in the taste just now.

Qin Yu blinked. He was calm on the surface, but his heart was boiling like boiling water.

She always wants to find a vent, her dizziness, her heartbeat, her uncontrollable emotions.

"Forgot?"

Have you forgotten whether it is sweet?

Shen Liang nodded honestly.

There was no sweet taste in the cigarette just now.

Did he ignore it?

What a pity.

But the next second, a soft body suddenly put its arms around his neck.

His back was against the French window. Under the window was the cold wind and heavy traffic, and the colorful lights flickered and blurred.

It seems that the whole world has nothing to do with him.

His arm wrapped around her waist, as soft and beautiful as he imagined. When he touched it gently, he felt that every nerve in his body was tense.

What a evil spirit!