162 Night Sparks

In the dimly lit corridor, Luo Qunhang walked on the left, and Tina walked on the right. There was a short distance between the two. Things seemed to be a little derailed tonight, and there were frequent problems between the two.

As soon as they came out of the kitchen, the two almost bumped into each other. The moment Luo Qunhang held her arm, his eyes were intertwined, and the flames in his deep eyes seemed to be brewing danger.

The two walked a little apart. When they arrived at the door of the room, Luo Qunhang looked at the door and said, "You still live in the room you lived in last time. I'll stay in the guest room next to you."

Tina nodded. She knew that Luo Qunhang's room was on the second floor, but she was worried about the inconvenience of living downstairs alone, so she would rather live in the guest room next to her.

Luo Qunhang opened the door to help her turn on the light, and the room was full of light. Tina stood in front of the door. Luo Qunhang came over step by step, and the flame in his deep eyes had never been extinguished. As soon as Tina raised her eyes and saw Luo Qunhang's hot eyes, her heart couldn't stop beating wildly and moved her eyes away uncomily.

Luo Qunhang stood slightly in front of her, and the shadow projected on the ground was full of oppression. He said good night softly, and the two words seemed to be in his mouth, with vague ambiguity.

Tina nodded and hurriedly dodged a road to the side. Luo Qunhang slowly walked out. Tina gently pushed the door. It was not until the door was completely closed that she was gently relieved and ignored the strange feeling in her heart.

She sat gently by the bed, took out her mobile phone and looked at the time. At a glance, she saw the mobile phone and unread text messages. She quickly opened it. At a glance, she saw the text message sent by Pan Lang. There were only two words, good night, and her heart warmed slightly. She hesitated for a while, but still replied to a text message so that he would not talk about it tomorrow.

While she was typing the text message, the light in the room flashed twice, and all the lights were completely turned off. In the darkness, Tina couldn't help screaming in a low voice, and then sat silently, clenched her hands and her heart beat violently. It should have been a power outage. She gasped slightly, and then resisted her fear and waited in place.

Since Luo Qunhang's house is nearby, he will definitely come to check the situation as soon as possible.

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Tina waited for a while, and there was no movement in the next room, and the wind and tree shadows outside the window shook like a boulder in her heart. She groped to open the door and went out, and then came to Luo Qunhang's door. When she was about to knock on the door, the door suddenly opened, and a person rushed out, and the two bumped into each other.

Tina's head hit his chin, shouted softly, put her hands on his shoulders, and came out of his arms. The place where she fell was cold, full of water droplets. Tina looked up and asked gently, "You were taking a shower just now." It was still cold water. Tina didn't know what she thought of. Her face was slightly red, but she couldn't see clearly in the dark.

She put her two little hands on his shoulders, and the fire was burning. Originally, he was just taking a shower, and the cold water seemed to be able to extinguish some whims. Suddenly, the power went out. He quickly surrounded a bath towel and came out to see her.

But she bumped straight into her arms like this, her ears were grinding, her soft hands were on her shoulders, her whole body was hidden in her arms, and her smooth face gently brushed his chest.

Both of them are slightly stunned and have their own thoughts.

Tina was still thinking about Luo Qunhang taking a cold shower, so she forgot to push him away for a moment.

And Luo Qunhang's whole body muscles have been tense, and he can barely say, "It may be a power outage. Don't be afraid."

The voice was hoarse and deep, as if it had gently escaped from the depths of its throat, and it seemed to suppress some imprecating emotions.

Tina blushed like fire, and thought of Luo Qunhang's dress now. At this moment, their eyes gradually adapted to the darkness. So she looked up and could see that Luo Qunhang's beautiful standard figure was only surrounded by a bath towel, a wide and strong chest, slender and straight legs, and crystal water droplets on it. His handsome face was mysterious and sexy under the moonlight. His eyes were shining, but there was a kind of depressing brilliance in the dark.

Tina took a step back gently, tried for a long time to find her voice, and said softly, "Yes, Mr. Luo, there seems to be a power outage."

Many times, the title plays a role in regulating the atmosphere. With a voice of Mr. Luo, she felt that the spark in Luo Qunhang's eyes was a little dimmed. Tina's heart was gently relieved. Fortunately, she never called him Qunhang, nor did she planned to call him Qunhang.

Luo Qunhang nodded and whispered, "This is not the way. I'll find the candle."

Tina nodded, and Luo Qunhang turned around and walked away. The cold air began to irritate the skin again. Mr. Luo also acted as a fire extinguisher, but he was a little embarrassed as he walked forward. Although he was in a hurry, he should put on a dress and come out again. Sometimes whoever wears less is also weak.

When Tina saw Luo Qunhang walking in the distance, she slowly breathed a sigh of relief. At this moment, she was in the mood to relax and appreciate his sexy and strong back. There was no pressure. It seemed that a handsome man was fine when watching movies. If it is too close, it can't be natural.

Tina was admiring the bathing picture of Luo Qunhang, but a dark shadow flashed outside the window. Her bright eyes were like an evil ghost fire. Tina knew that it might be a wild cat in the garden, or almost screamed. She didn't want to make Luo Qunhang make a fuss. She used this to make fun, covered her mouth desperately, and ran to follow Luo Qun. Behind the flight.

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Pan Lang stood quietly in front of Xintian's bedside table, almost in pain. The scenes kept flashing, and he finally stopped all the thoughts of giving up and wanted to open the drawer to have a look.

He found a paper clip, left a bend in the front, then pulled out the small key on the desk, put it together, turned it in the lock hole, and kept debugging it. After a while, the drawer was really opened.

Pan Lang calmed down and looked into the drawer. His heartbeat almost stopped at that moment. Inside was a large pile of neat letterheads tied with ribbons. His chest undulated violently, tears suddenly gushed out of his glazed eyes, but his handsome face was full of joy. Just because he recognized those bright yellow envelopes at a glance, those were the letters he had written to Tina in the past few years.

He believed that Tina would keep these letters so well, but why did Xintian continue to keep these letters and lock them up like a treasure? He squatted down and held the letter in his arms. He saw that there was a photo album under the letter. He gently opened it. Inside were some photos of Tina from childhood to age. There were few outsiders, but there were two photos of boys.

The first photo is a very beautiful little boy sitting by the wheat field with his hands supporting his chin. His beautiful eyes are a little confused. The sky behind him is full of colorful clouds, and his figure is tightly wrapped in brilliant golden light.

The second photo is a golden wheat field. A handsome and elegant teenager in white holds his hands high, facing the sky, with his back to the picture, as if he wanted to fly against the wind.

Pan Lang's eyes gradually became wet. Both photos were him, and the two photos witnessed his growth.