Song Lingshan thought of it.
When she and Su Luo were deeply in love, when they were at their most passionate, Su Luo had knelt down before. She must have looked very beautiful kneeling and holding onto the railing while dressed as a maid.
She didn't think the request was excessive at all.
Su Luo's body stiffened, and a chill ran down her spine.
"What did you say?"
Kneeling is acceptable, but not in this specific situation; it's different.
There is a fundamental difference; when he was deeply in love, it was voluntary.
This is just a photo shoot, not from when they were together; they've already broken up.
Song Lingshan ignored Su Luo's reaction and repeated.
I said kneel down!
Looking at Song Lingshan's arrogant and domineering demeanor, Su Luo felt a sharp pain in her heart.
He had always known that Song Lingshan had a bad temper and could turn on people faster than anyone else.
Did he just offend her? He was just being too cold and wanted her to let him in as soon as possible. Was he really wrong?
If Song Lingshan insisted on picking a fight with him, there were clearly many ways she could do it.
But they insist on using this method, which tramples on his bottom line of dignity, to try and destroy the last bit of pitiful self-esteem he has left.
Su Luo raised her hand and yanked off her wig, annoyed.
"Song Lingshan, what do you take me for? Your plaything?"
As she spoke, she took off her maid's skirt.
Song Lingshan's pupils dilated slightly, not expecting Su Luo to react so strongly, and she said angrily.
"So what if I treat you like a plaything?"
It's just taking a photo while kneeling, why are you so angry? It's not like I haven't knelt before.
Moreover, she felt that the moment Su Luo took off the Nanjing lock she had given him, it meant that he no longer wanted to be her treasure.
If you don't want to be a treasure, then be a toy.
What can you do if they treat you like a plaything?
Upon hearing this, Su Luo's mind went blank, as if he had been struck by lightning.
It turns out that Song Lingshan's refusal to let him go wasn't because she liked him that much or couldn't bear to part with him; she just wanted to treat him like a toy for fun.
Hehe, that's great.
Su Luo stood frozen in place for several seconds before slowly speaking, calmly.
"You can post the photos if you want."
Without waiting for Song Lingshan's reply, she walked past her into the living room and put on the Lolita dress.
They quickly fled the villa.
Push open the door.
A light drizzle began to fall from the dark night sky.
There is still some distance between the entrance and the main gate.
Su Luo quickened her pace.
Finally, we left the residential area and reached the roadside.
But the rain got heavier and heavier.
There weren't many cars nearby, and the few that passed by all showed that they had passengers.
Su Luo could only go further away.
Large raindrops, mixed with the cold wind, pelted my body, and soon my skirt was soaked and stuck to my skin.
My eyes hurt, they were sore and dry, and rainwater mixed with warm tears dripped down my chin and onto the ground.
Su Luo walked for a long time in the rain, like a puppy abandoned by its owner.
Finally finding a bus stop, Su Luo stood below and waved to passing taxis.
I finally spotted two cars, but neither of them stopped.
It's said that when you're down on your luck, taxi drivers really won't stop for you.
Finally, a Maserati pulled up in front of Sulo.
Su Luo involuntarily took a step back. He had never seen a Maserati used as a taxi before, so the fact that it had stopped must not be because he had waved it down.
The car window slowly rolled down.
The car owner was a charming and beautiful woman who was looking at him with a worried expression.
Su Luo rubbed her moist eyes and said with a smile.
"Nami-nee."
Seeing his disheveled appearance, Ozawa Nami's heart tightened slightly, but she didn't rush to ask why. She only said two words.
"Get in the car."
Su Luo waved her hand in refusal.
"No, no need, I'll just take a taxi."
He was soaked to the bone, and if he got in the car, he would definitely get Ozawa Nami's car dirty.
Nami Ozawa insisted.
"Hurry up, it's so late, where are you going to get a taxi, and it's raining so hard!"
"..."
Su Luo couldn't refuse her kindness in the end, so she opened the passenger door and got into the car.
Ozawa Nami didn't start the car immediately. Instead, she took off her coat and handed it to Su Luo, saying softly.
"Put this on, don't catch a cold."
Su Luo felt a warmth in her heart, but still refused.
"No need, I'm too dirty."
Ozawa Nami's clothes are very expensive. He had seen Song Lingshan wear clothes from this brand before. These clothes cannot be washed with water; they can only be dry-cleaned. If you get them wet, you won't be able to wear them anymore.
"It's okay, just listen to me."
As she spoke, Ozawa Nami leaned over and covered Su Luo with her clothes.
Before Su Luo could react...
Nami Ozawa took out a few more tissues from her bag and wiped the cold rainwater off his face.
Su Luo looked up and stared at him blankly.
Nami Ozawa smiled gently, without a hint of disgust or mockery.
Su Luo's eyes instantly stung with tears, her lips moved, but no sound came out.
Nami Ozawa's coat was warm from her body heat, and the scent of her Black Opium perfume was very pleasant.
She wiped his face very gently, as if she were wiping her own precious treasure, afraid that she might hurt him if she used too much force.
Su Luo's eyes flickered, a throbbing pain shot through her temples, and she felt dizzy and somewhat disoriented.
Is this a dream? His angel sister has come to him again when he was in such a sorry state, taking care of him meticulously.
In a daze, Ozawa Nami had already wiped all the rainwater off his face and neck, and asked softly.
"Where are you going? I'll take you."
Naoko Ozawa's beautiful voice brought Su Luo back to reality.
Oh, it's not a dream, it's real.
Where to?
Su Luo murmured softly.
Where should he go? He was wearing a Lolita dress and was soaked to the bone.
How should I explain this to my daughter when I get home?
He knew his daughter's temper all too well; she would definitely cry and throw a tantrum. He was so tired right now and just wanted to go somewhere warm and quiet where no one would bother him, to spend some time alone.
But it's already this late, the mall is closed, and there's nowhere to buy clothes.
Su Luo stared blankly at Ozawa Nami, and said dejectedly.
"Nami-nee, where do you think I should go?"
"..."
Looking at the bewildered Su Luo, Ozawa Nami didn't answer immediately, but instead thought about it seriously.
Su Luo must have suffered a great blow, otherwise she wouldn't have dressed in women's clothing and gone out in the rain in the middle of the night to hail a taxi.
I just asked him if he wanted to go home, and he didn't say yes. Instead, he asked me where I should go. That means he didn't want to go home looking like this. He probably didn't want his daughter to worry.
If that's the case, then he probably wants to find a quiet place.
"Can I take you to a quieter place?"
Su Luo nodded blankly.
Just as Ozawa Nami was about to restart the car, her cell phone rang in her bag.
Ozawa Nami took out her phone and said to Su Luo.
"Wait a moment."
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