Chapter 64 Luoshen

Qu Le's pupils became extremely bright after being washed by tears. She just looked at Luo Chuan straight, like a lost fox.

Luo Chuan gently brushed away Qu Le's hair. "When I was seven years old, I promised you that the name Luo Chuan would follow me forever."

"From that moment on, it was destined that I would love you forever, regardless of whether you would respond to me or not. I will love you forever."

"You say you're a bad person, but I'm not a good person either. We're all people who survived by stepping on corpses. How can there be any good people?"

Luo Chuan's mind was in a trance for a moment, as if he had returned to the age of seven when he was covered in scars.

The oriental girl with fox eyes asked him coldly, "What's your name?"

"Loc."

"No, you need a Chinese name," the girl frowned and shook her head, "I'll call you Luochuan from now on."

Luochuan took Qu Le's hand and gently placed it on his lips. A clear, youthful voice slowly flowed out: "God of Heluo, I have just met Bichuan."

"My whole life has been spent following you."

Luo Chuan curled his lips and smiled, "You are my Luoshen."

His eyes were filled with deep affection, brighter than countless precious pearls and gems, emitting starlight that was extremely dazzling.

Qu Le lowered his head, not daring to look at Luo Chuan again.

A feeling that cannot be reciprocated is a burden to a person.

"It's okay, I'm willing to wait." Luo Chuan slowly carried Qu Le to the ground and stood up. "I'm only seventeen, and I still have 53 years to go until I'm seventy. It wouldn't be bad if I could have a 53-year-old relationship with you."

Luo Chuan's expression returned to its usual casual and unrestrained state, as if the person who had been extremely affectionate just now was not him.

Qu Le wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, curled his lips and smiled: "No sex until you're seventy? Then I probably can't do that."

Luo Chuan scratched Qu Le's nose lovingly and said, "When we can do it depends on you."

Qu Le walked slowly to the edge of the terrace and leaned on the railing.

In the dim light, two familiar figures were seen walking out of the main hall of the meeting hall.

"Here," Qu Le pointed forward, "your boss and his young wife."

"It's so sour," Luo Chuan smiled and put his arm around Qu Le's waist, "I can even smell the vinegar."

Qu Le raised his eyebrows but did not deny it.

"If I liked a girl, I would definitely try to get Lu Qian."

Luo Chuan placed a light kiss on Qu Le's face, "You really like to steal people's love, you little rascal."

Cheng Yi held Lu Qian's arm and walked towards the blue Bugatti outside the palace garden.

As soon as he put his hand on the back door, he seemed to have thought of something and asked Lu Qian, "Do you want to take a ride in my car?"

Lu Qian blinked her bright eyes with a hint of anticipation: "You open it?"

Cheng Yi chuckled, took off his gloves and handed them to his men beside him, "You can go down, there's no need to follow."

"yes."

Cheng Yi opened the passenger door, leaned over gracefully, and gave Lu Qian a dazzling and charming smile.

"Please, my princess."

The sports car sped through the night, and the wind it brought up was like a sharp blade, passing through the neon lights at one street corner after another.

Lu Qian sat in the passenger seat, looking at the dazzling scenes.

Cheng Yi's driving skills are very wild, and it seems that he is not bound by etiquette, just like himself.

As we drove out of the bustling city, the crowds gradually became sparse.

Lu Qian withdrew his gaze from the window and turned to look at Cheng Yi. He was supporting his cheek with his hand and fiddling with the steering wheel in his hand lazily and casually with one hand.

Act arbitrarily.

Lu Qian stared blankly.

Since when, the thorn tattoo on Cheng Yi's right hand no longer frightened her, but instead made her feel inexplicably at peace whenever she saw it.

That perfect profile is tempting to commit a crime.

"Want to go faster?"

The sexy voice rang out in the closed compartment, scraping every inch of Lu Qian's skin without any dead angle.

"Um."

She agreed for some unknown reason.

At this moment, she wanted to see where this man's limit was.

Cheng Yi curled his lips in satisfaction, "Sit down."

Lu Qian thought she was fully prepared, but when she felt that powerful push on her back, she was still so frightened that her heart almost jumped out.

The scenery before me was like a turbulent river, rushing towards me behind me in an ever-changing manner.

The speed at which Ben Yi was so fast that she felt like she was flying.

She didn't dare to blink, her eyelids were dazed and she didn't dare to close them, and her eyeballs began to feel sore.

The seat behind her pushed her forward, forcing her to feel it all. The wind whistled past her ears, sweeping away her thoughts along with it.

She had rarely been so arrogant in her life, and the feeling of her throat being blocked made her both afraid and addicted.

She tilted her head to look at Cheng Yi, and a lazy smile appeared on the man's cold face, as if this world on the verge of life and death belonged to him.

Cheng Yi caught a glimpse of Lu Qian's gaze and asked, "Are you scared?"

Lu Qian smiled and shook his head, shouting: "Don't be afraid!"

It seemed as if he wanted to compete with the strong wind outside, and wanted to convey this kindness to Cheng Yi.

She was finally able to say these two words with certainty.

As long as he is here, I won’t be afraid.

Cheng Yi's satisfied smile gradually widened, as if he was affirming the woman in front of him. He stepped on the accelerator to the bottom and increased the speed a little.

Only a car whose performance has been modified to the extreme can bring such extreme speed.

Lu Qian couldn't help but look sideways. Is this man so difficult to control even when driving a car?

"Cheng Yi, wait!"

The man, immersed in the thrill of racing, raised his eyebrows slightly, "What's wrong?"

Lu Qian pointed out the window excitedly, "The Rhine River! I want to see the Rhine River!"

Cheng Yi replied casually, "Okay."

Lu Qian took off her high heels and stepped on the wet grass by the river bank.

The leisurely and relaxing time close to nature made her feel extremely comfortable.

"Be careful."

Cheng Yi took the small shoes from her hand and followed behind her, giving her instructions.

Lu Qian turned around with a smile on his face, "It turns out that Master Cheng knows to be more careful."

Cheng Yi was slightly startled, then chuckled and shook his head, "Why do you call me that?"

"Don't you like it?" Lu Qian opened his eyes wide and pursed his lips, "Then I won't yell anymore."

"I like it." Cheng Yi took two steps forward and took Lu Qian's hand. "You can call me whatever you want."

Cheng Yi's big hands wrapped Lu Qian tightly, and the warmth from his palms kept invading her skin and burning her heart.

It made her feel excited.

The mountains on both sides of the river are dotted with old fortresses, some broken, some intact, scattered and mottled. They have been inhabited by nobles and also occupied by bandits. In any case, they have always been bustling.

Now it is silent, flowing slowly along the silent Rhine, and delineating itself into history.

Lu Qian raised her head in the moonlight and looked at the man in front of her. "Cheng Yi, can I ask you a question? Apart from this question, please don't answer any more."

"you say."

"Why me?"

Facing Lu Qian's ambiguous question, Cheng Yi curled his lips and chuckled, then pulled her to his side.

The aura emanating from his golden-brown eyes was domineering and predatory, and his hard, cold lips trembled slightly.

"I don't need a reason for what I want."

Lu Qian was obviously stunned when he got this answer.

He...wanted...

The possessiveness in the man's tone was so strong that he didn't give her any chance to escape.

She is always so cautious, whether in love or other matters.

For the first time, she realized that she could be someone else's unique choice without any reason.

If she were to say it, she would have no reason.

But when facing this man, her emotional instinct, like a moth to a flame, drove her to let go of her calmness and peel off her cowardly shell.