Ling Xin and Zuo Liuxuan in front of the screen moved as the plot, and their faces gradually became full of envy.

How can such love not make people envy and yearn for it?

Turning his head to look at the girl beside him, Zuo Liuxuan couldn't help but express his thoughts: "Lingling, when we are gray-haired, we must do this to them and have fun together."

As he spoke, the hopeful light flashed in his deep and deep black eyes.

At this time, Zuo Liuxuan believed that his beautiful aspirations would inevitably come true.

But Lingxin knew it was impossible, and she didn't even have the courage to connect to the words.

Zuo Liuxuan's words had turned into a thorn, piercing deeply into her heart, bringing her sharp pain.

Without waiting for an echo of his words, Zuo Liuxuan subconsciously lowered his head and leaned towards Lingxin.

The shadow was covered with his head, and Lingxin raised her head reflexively, and then she hit Zuo Liuxuan's chin with a bang.

Not caring about the pain of his chin, Zuo Liuxuan immediately stroked Lingxin's hair tip: "Does it hurt? Where did it hit? I'll help you rub it."

In fact, Ling Xin used Zuo Liuxuan's chin on his head, and his chin should be more painful.

But Zuo Liuxuan came to take care of her first, and she was very moved.

But what is moved is deeper guilt.

So the pain on the head is nothing.

Perhaps in order to release some guilt in his heart, Ling Xin couldn't help but raise her hand and stroked his chin, and said softly: "I'm fine, what about you, does it hurt?"

Those soft and warm hands, like magic, instantly locked Zuo Liuxuan.

Lingxin was stunned by his actions again, and forgot to move for a moment.

So the two of them looked at each other blankly for a moment.

It was not until Lingxin felt his cheeks hot that she suddenly pulled her hand back and turned her face to the side.

Gu Lin

His warm palm was still on the top of her hair, like an iron that had just risen, making the top of her hair very comfortable.

But after all, he felt a little uncomfortable, so Lingxin pulled his hand down and said without saying a word: "Is the temperature of the air conditioner raised? It's a bit hot?"

As a result, after saying that, I saw the 26 degrees lit up on the air conditioner cabinet, which was a little embarrassed.

Zuo Liuxuan, who also felt the heat, thoughtfully helped her say: "It's a bit hot, do you want to untie the scarf?"

"Yes, yes, I'm still wearing a scarf." She quickly climbed along the pole and took the scarf while saying.

Today, Lingxin actually only wore a tulle scarf, just a thin layer.

Just a decorative gauze scarf, I never expected it to be taken into account.

The scarf covered a brooch she had blocked on her sweater, and it was revealed now.

The brooch was small and exquisite, with a simple and elegant shape but absolutely unique, and it was very spiritual.

Zuo Liuxuan's gaze immediately froze on the brooch.

Seeing him staring at his chest, Lingxin was a little angry. Do you know if this guy was looking at a brooch or something?

Her face became hotter and she raised her hand and gave him an elbow: "What are you looking at? Where are you looking at?"

Zuo Liuxuan, who was suddenly hit by an elbow, reacted, and a shrimp that was blushed to the point of being ripe.

He replied incoherently: "It's not to look at it, it's to look at the brooch, it's just to look at the brooch."

Haha, I can't even say anything.

Lingxin took off the brooch and stuffed it into his hand, "Here, look."

Actually, Zuo Liuxuan is telling the truth, he is really looking at brooch.
Chapter completed!