Good Girl | Prodigal Son Returns
When Zhou Chenyan came, he was drunk a lot by the group of people, so he was a little tipsy.
The color of his lips after drinking wine revealed a hint of temptation, and the man who was sleeping suddenly opened his peach blossom eyes. Xu Niannian probably didn't expect that her little move would be discovered. The girl lowered her head in panic like a thief who had done something bad and was caught. The man's mouth raised slightly, and no one could see it unless he was careful.
'Interesting'. The monster-like man nodded and smiled with his molar teeth.
Xu Niannian's face was stained with a bit of pink again, and he was thinking wildly when a pair of shoes appeared under his eyes. He looked like his master, flamboyant and individual.
"Go or not"? A low and seductive voice came into his ears, and Xu Niannian was stunned for a moment.
"Let's go" Fang Hao smiled and walked towards the door. The shoes did not move. Xu Niannian raised her head and met those deep and charming peach blossom eyes. His gaze seemed to see through her, and she felt her breathing become short of breath for a moment. The stare-down lasted for several seconds. The man looked at the child-like girl in front of him, her eyelashes flickering, her delicate snow-white skin, and her throat a little dry. After looking at it for a few seconds, it was too tender. The man smiled casually and said, "Kid, there is cake in the corner of your mouth."
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Zhou Chenyan drove here in the same Maybach. After getting off the car, the little girl stamped her feet and opened and closed her mouth slightly, as if she was hesitating whether to speak. The young man's face was stained with frost by the cold wind, and he couldn't see any expression. He lay lazily in the driver's seat and exhaled the last puff of cigarette, pursed his lips and prepared to start. "Wait a minute," Xu Niannian's shallow voice came. Zhou Chenyan slowly pressed the window, his evil and charming eyes looking at her faintly.
"Thank you for sending me back..." Before she could reply, the girl reached into her pocket, took out a few orange candies, put them on the passenger seat and ran inside. She looked a little funny in her bloated cotton clothes, like a ball.
The corners of his lips curved into a funny curve, which was a bit interesting.
The car drove away, and the shadow lengthened and went further and further away.
Intention: The prodigal son turns back and finds his way back.