MTL - Endless Fall-Chapter 39 Dressed up to be amazed by her

  Chapter 39 Dressed up and amazed by her

   "Four o'clock." Pei Zhi closed the open collar, got up and said, "I'll go back to change first, and I'll come and pick you up later."

   "Okay." Lin Jiao escorted him to the door.

   She handed over the car keys on the shoe cabinet, and when the figure disappeared, she quickly isolated the incoming heat wave.

   She walked to the cloakroom and stared at the dresses and women's bags filled with glass cabinets.

   It's not hard to see that among them, Sister Yu and the **** dresses were all chosen by Lan Ying.

   And the rest of the pure and cute style was prepared by Lin Hongyuan and his current wife.

   In contrast, Lin Jiao prefers the former.

   She opened the glass cabinet and picked a burgundy suspender skirt from a pile of red, black and blue skirts.

   And then according to the material and color, with a set of jewelry, chain bag, and high heels.

   She hadn't dressed up seriously for a long time. Taking advantage of the time, she sat in front of the mirror and put on makeup after she changed her clothes.

   "Lin Jiao, I'm going downstairs." Pei Zhi glanced at the dial of the wrist bone, and it happened to be exactly four o'clock: "Have you changed your clothes?"

   "I'm still curling my hair."

   "Then you roll first, don't worry."

   Lin Jiao responded lightly, and his movements couldn't help speeding up.

   She put on lipstick, straightened her steaming curly hair in front of the mirror, and walked out on black high heels.

   "Click." The door opened after a moment.

   Pei Zhi, who was smoking, followed the light voice and could no longer look away.

  The woman in a burgundy dress bent over to get into the car, a few strands of slightly curly hair rippled along her shoulders with her movements, revealing her neck like a beautiful jade.

   She turned to find the seat belt and fastened it around her waist, which was not full. When she turned to look at him, the smile from the corner of her mouth scorched his eyes, and everything behind her became her background.

   She hadn't seen Pei Zhi for a long time.

   It was like going back to that year, when she slammed into his arms with a faint fragrance, and broke into his world unexpectedly.

   "Uncle, the ash is about to fall." Lin Jiao was afraid that the sparks would fall on him, so she picked up the ashtray and leaned over to pick it up.

   Pei Zhi felt the heat on his fingertips.

   He threw the cigarette **** into the box, glanced at her collarbone inadvertently, and moved it away with restraint, daring not to look any further.

   "This dress suits you very well."

"yes?"

   "Hmm." It should break into his dreams tonight.

  Lin Jiao brushed the tail of her skirt and smiled.

   She clicked on the message that popped up on WeChat: "Uncle, Yilan can't come over until night."

   "Don't care about her." When she didn't come, Pei Zhi had time to spend time with her: "You can help me look at the navigation."

  Lin Jiao finished replying the message, clicked the location where Zhou Yanshen sent it, and asked him, "Lin Chiling and Crayon Xiaoxin, which one do you choose?"

"It will be all right."

   "Then Lin Chiling."

   Pei Zhi has no opinion.

   He held the steering wheel with one hand, looked at the rearview mirror and turned around, and left along the landmark: "Do you like her voice?"

   "It's okay." Lin Jiao adjusted the height of the seat and leaned back comfortably: "I sometimes imitate her with Yilan."

   "I'll listen to you say something."

   "Forget it, I'm afraid you'll get goosebumps."

   Pei Zhi chuckled: "It's not."

   "Do you really want to hear?"

   "If you want to say it." He would never force her to do anything, everything was premised on her first.

  Lin Jiao cleared her throat: "I'll only say it once."

   (end of this chapter)