Xing Zhuo's appearance is actually quite cold, giving people a feeling of being extremely incontactable, and that sense of distance comes from the inside out.
But when his eyebrows softened and he smiled, the coldness and coldness disappeared and he became gentle.
He lowered his head and spoke in a low voice, as if he were a beast with its soft flesh pads exposed, restraining all its sharp claws and exposing its softest parts.
"That incident was my fault. I promise it won't happen again in the future."
However, Chu Yu didn't believe it at all. She seemed to be a little devil who was fearless, but in fact, she was very sensitive in a certain aspect because of the lack of love when she was a child.
Xing Zhuo has already drawn the scope of his heart, no matter how Xing Zhuo explains it, it will not help.
Chu Yu raised his eyes. His neck was as long and graceful as a swan, his shoulders were thin and thin, and his eyelashes were distinct, long and dense.
Those beautiful amber eyes seemed to be flowing with tiny starlight, dreamy like a starry sky.
The tie was torn messily, Chu Yu frowned, his eyelashes drooped, his expression was indifferent and cold.
"Do you think I will still believe you?"
Xing Zhuo and Chu Yu almost grew up together. He was very knowledgeable and knew Chu Yu's character well.
Even though he knew that this was the result, Xing Zhuo still had an unspeakable feeling, as if something was blocked in his throat and he couldn't say a word.
The eyes looking at Chu Yu were deep and dark, as thick as ink, without a trace of light.
Xing Zhuo sighed, a faint cold fragrance lingering on the tip of his nose. He pursed his lips, and finally showed a soft smile.
But only he knew that the beast in his heart was violently hitting the cage, eager to break free and vent something, but he was restrained by him.
He thought, he couldn't scare the young master.
The young master is so delicate and delicate that he cannot be frightened.
Chu Yu couldn't bear to be trapped in such a posture, not to mention that the posture was so strange. He couldn't help but put his arm against Xing Zhuo's chest and pushed twice without pushing him away.
A brief smile appeared on Xing Zhuo's face, "The days ahead will be long, and the young master will understand my painstaking efforts."
Chu Yu looked confused, "What are you doing? Don't you understand what I mean? You can't control my affairs, and you have nothing to do to cause trouble."
The sound of footsteps came not far away, which seemed particularly loud in this silent space.
Chu Yu thought that Xing Zhuo should retreat at this time. After all, he was still in the company, and it would be a bit immoral if others saw him.
However, Xing Zhuo didn't play according to common sense, but instead of moving away, he stayed close, pushing Chu Yu's entire body against the wall.
Chu Yu struggled hard, and his wrists covered by the sleeves of his suit were exposed.
Wearing a famous watch on her slender snow-white wrist, her fingers are long and slender with delicate bones, and her fingertips are lightly pink, like delicate cherry blossoms.
Her fingers were pressed against Xing Zhuo's chest, which was made even colder and whiter by the black suit. Her fingertips turned slightly pink due to the exertion, which easily aroused a desire for violence in people's hearts.
Xing Zhuo held Chu Yu's hand, then pulled him into his arms, resting his chin on top of his head. From this angle, Chu Yu couldn't see his eyes clearly at all.
All he could hear was his voice, as deep as a string, echoing in his ears.
"Young Master, people's hearts will change. I can use my whole life to make up for the mistakes I have made. When the time comes, the Young Master will know that everything I say is true."
He lowered his head and placed a kiss on Chu Yu's soft hair, almost reaching the tip of her ear. His movements were gentle and could not be refused.
"Young master, I seem to like you a little bit."
The last words were like a breeze, coming quietly and leaving quietly, not surprising the slightest fluctuation on the lake surface.
Because the voice was too soft, Chu Yu didn't hear it clearly, but because of the itching in his ears, he unconsciously tightened his fingertips, and his knuckles turned white.
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In the end, Chu Yu failed to pick up Xia Jinghuai. Not only that, Xing Zhuo kept her in the company almost every day, so there was no possibility of leaving early.
People who hate him are itchy, but as soon as Xing Zhuo takes out Chu Ye, Chu Yu is like a balloon that has been popped, deflating all of a sudden.
Chu Ye is not as easy to talk to as Xing Zhuo. If he knew that Chu Yu was fishing here, he would definitely give her a good training, and she would definitely be peeled off by then.
Only when he got off work could Chu Yu have free time, but it was already quite late by then. Chu Yu thought that Xia Jinghuai might still be doing his homework at this time, so he didn't bother him.
In addition, he hadn't relaxed for several days, and those friends just wanted to get together, so Chu Yu agreed.
Drove to the clubhouse.
As soon as the door of the box was opened, the smell of alcohol and nicotine hit my face. The lights inside were dim and gorgeous, the music was deafening, and under the purple and blue neon lights, handsome men and beautiful women were playing together.
When Chu Yu came in, the atmosphere had already reached a climax, but her arrival still caused some people to greet her.
"Brother Chu? Why are you here so late?"
"Yeah, yeah, I thought you weren't coming."
"Why haven't I seen you in the past few days?"
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Chu Yu just smiled and found a seat to sit down.
She was still wearing a black suit that she hadn't had time to change out of, her tie was missing, and two buttons were unbuttoned, revealing a small piece of delicate, pale skin.
Sitting on the wooden red sofa, her slender legs folded lazily, the person next to her handed over a cigarette.
Chu Yu took a look and saw that it was Pan Ran.
He seemed to have drunk some wine. The atmosphere in the compartment was a bit stuffy. There was sweat on the tip of his nose. When he came closer, there was a strong smell of alcohol mixed with the smell of cigarette smoke. It was neither unpleasant nor pleasant.
Chu Yu just glanced at him, then lowered his head and held the cigarette in his mouth.
Pan Ran lit it skillfully. He had done this often in high school. Almost every cigarette in Chu Yu's mouth was lit by him.
The blue-red flames shone on Chu Yu's face, like a ghost, exuding an evil aura.
Threads of blue-gray smoke overflowed from the gap between her lips.
Her smoking movements are always elegant and careless, just like an ancient nobleman.
Pan Ran watched from the side, his heart heating up. The dim and ambiguous lights in the box concealed him very well, so his light was almost scorching as he stared at any piece of Chu Yu's exposed skin.
She held the cigarette between her slender white fingers, and blew out the smoke gently from her pale pink lips. She was also lazily and casually drinking, taking small sips, and her lips were moist with the wine.
