Soul Ball God

Chapter 84 Night in New Orleans

"It's okay, it's just a hard injury!" Lin Fei looked at Cusbert's concerned eyes and smiled.

"Don't work so hard next time. It's not worth it!" Scarlett's soft voice penetrated into Lin Fei's ears. Cusbert looked at everything, with a faint smile on his face and said nothing. Only she smiled faintly. Only she knew the feeling in her heart. It was an inexplicable tingling. In his heart, he reminded himself to be strong again and over again, but in front of him was A little warmth made her a little irresistible.

"I discussed it with Eliza. I'm going to participate in her MV shooting. What do you think?"

"Huh? You participated in the shooting. Are there any characters in it? Is it new again?" Lin Fei's mind was full of doubts. In his impression, there were only two characters in Cousbert's songs. One is the heroine who has no return, and the other is the hero. According to Lin Fei's personal point of view, only the heroine is important in this MV. The most important thing is that Lin Fei can feel something faint from the lyrics. Intuitively The addition of the song Scarlett, which tells his feelings, may be closer to reality, but he is a little evasive at this moment.

If he and Irene Andrews can forgive his indulgence, then in the face of Elizabeth Cusbert at this moment, he lacks the courage and indescribable feeling, perhaps because she is another kind of perfection that he can't bear to destroy, or because Erin Andrews doesn't mind his status. If he doesn't worry too much, he just needs to worry about his own concealment, but in the face of Cusbert from the past to the present, he can clearly feel that the relationship between Scarlett and Cusbert makes him dare not think too much about Cusbert.

"Yes, I told Scarlett. She will help. You know, this is my first song or the last one. I want to do my best. As my best friends, I am very grateful for your help. You know that this MV will definitely get better publicity with the participation of you two. I really don't know how. Thank you!" Cusbert took over the words and said, looking sincere, but Lin Fei caught a trace of sadness in Cusbert's eyes.

What can Lin Fei do at this point? Looking at the two women in front of him, Lin Fei nodded, "I hope we can cooperate happily the day after tomorrow. I hope your songs will become the champion of the Billboard list in the United States."

"This song will definitely be popular, because it is a story written with emotion." Scarlett muttered gently that even if she had not heard this song, there was anything in the world that could compare with real emotions. At this time, Scarlett also caught the sadness and helpless strength in Cusbert's eyes. At this moment, Scarlett felt that she was alert to Cusbert. Suddenly, there was a trace of movement in Jie's heart. Although it was quickly hidden by the inner feeling, this trace of movement grew quietly in the bottom of her heart like a seed.

"It's getting late. I won't disturb your rest. See you tomorrow!" Cusbert stood up and said hello and walked straight to the door. There seemed to be nostalgia. His surname figure swayed with the high heels under his feet, and the sound of constantly tapping on the floor was particularly unique this night, as if it was telling something.

When the door sounded, Scarlett put her hands around Lin Fei's waist, and the ice bag around Lin Fei's waist brought her a trace of coolness.

"Does it hurt?"

"Huh? Didn't you just say that?" Lin Fei looked at Scarlett holding him curiously.

Scarlett looked up at Lin Fei and lifted Lin Fei's clothes with her hand. There was a dazzling bandage between her waist and abdomen. The bulge above the bandage was completely wet, emitting a cold smell. All this suddenly made her feel a little sour at the corners of her eyes. Her hand gently stroked Lin Fei's waist and abdomen, and her voice seemed to be a little buried. He said resently, "Why do you work so hard? Does it hurt?"

This is the third time that Scarlett asked Lin Fei if he was hurt tonight, and her eyes were full of love.

"It doesn't hurt!" Lin Fei smiled. The pain in his waist and abdomen seemed to disappear at this moment. His heart was full of warmth. He hugged Scarlett into his arms and touched Scarlett's golden hair. "I will take care of myself!"

"Remember that this is what you promised me!" After saying that, Scarlett held Lin Fei tightly, as if she was afraid that Lin Fei would disappear. Feeling Scarlett's strength, Lin Fei smiled and smiled happily. The depression just now seemed to have been dispersed.

"Yes, this is what I promised you!" Lin Fei nodded, kissed Scarlett's forehead gently, and looked out of the window through the floor-to-ceiling window. New Orleans in the night could be seen. At this moment, the only idea in his heart was to hold Scarlett like this all his life.

The reporters waiting outside the hotel have obviously been accustomed to it. They never mind waiting for a piece of news. Many people have long been prepared for a protracted war. While chatting in twos and threes, some people are still replenishing their energy, and the people they are waiting for will obviously not appear tonight.

"I'll do it!" Lin Fei smiled and let Scarlett's hand scratch over him.

Looking at the scratches left on Lin Fei's strong back, as if it were left in her heart, her fingers gently stroked. This is competitive sports. Although physical contact is indispensable, she is still distressed at this moment.

The long golden hair became wet behind him. The white skin is so delicate, just like that of most Western women. Just like Eastern women, the curve is like that **, warm and aggressive, and Lin Fei's chest clearly feels the softness of Scarlett.

"Hold me! Love me!" The exhaled breath penetrated into Lin Fei's ears, itchy and comfortable, stirring up Lin Fei's most primitive desire.

When Lin Fei walked out of the big bathroom with Scarlett in his arms, the light of the suite reflected the two people's bodies in the night of New Orleans.

"You are injured!" Scarlett pressed Lin Fei, and her gentle and flexible tongue swam... This night, the blend of water and milk, this night, the sublimation of feelings, this night, perfect love!

Scarlett took the initiative for the first time, and Scarlett made the greatest contribution for the first time. Lin Fei, with a waist injury, felt happiness this night.

When the first ray of sunlight in the morning shone on ** through the huge floor-to-ceiling window, Scarlett's eyelashes flashed, and her delicate cheeks were unbearable.

"You're awake!" Scarlett felt that someone was looking at her and opened her eyes with a happy smile. What she saw was Lin Fei's smile, "Does your waist still hurt?"

"This is your first ten thousand times. It doesn't hurt!" Lin Fei's hand gently touched Scarlett's golden hair, full of happiness.

(To be continued)