Chapter 591
"Do you have time in the evening?"
Mo lengqing is not a reserved person. After congratulating Luo Luo on winning the best actor of the golden statue award, he quickly cut to the main topic, "I have fixed a place in the Hilton Hotel and invited you to dinner. It's a celebration?"
The epilogue rises slightly, with a little unspeakable charm.
Luo Luo was a little stunned.
She stood in front of the windowsill, quietly looking out at the night.
The sky was quiet and dark. There were no stars or moon in the dark sky. Even through the slightly open window, there was no wind.
It's so quiet outside.
It's just like that.
Ghosts, Luo Luo gently nodded: "OK, then you come to pick me up."
As soon as I hung up the phone, I fell down again quickly and fell into the mood of extreme chagrin and regret.
The relationship between her and Mo lengqing is actually very hard to say.
It's impossible to say that it's just like Ye Ling before, that the man is all in his eyes, and that he can't tolerate other things in his heart as soon as he sees him.
After all, because of the misunderstanding in those years, it's very good that Luo Luo didn't maintain hatred towards Mo lengqing for such a long time from rebirth to now.
It's obviously very difficult for her to change her mood in such a short time, treat Mo lengqing, and change back to the way she used to be.
Therefore, in recent times, Luo Luo has tried to avoid Mo lengqing as much as possible.
She really wanted to find out what she was thinking
As well as the feelings for Mo lengqing, they also want to overcome their inner fear and turn their thoughts and feelings back to the right way.
However, it obviously takes time.
But today
Luo Luo drew the curtain, looked up at the crystal chandelier on the roof, and sighed softly.
Came to the wardrobe, Shua opened the white cabinet door, revealing rows of expensive evening dress inside.
White tender fingers in a row of clothes slowly across, and finally stop in a wine red bra dress.
In a high-end place like Hilton Hotel, most of the people who go in and out are gentry and ladies of the upper class. They go to such a place for dating Oh no, it's a celebration.
Obviously, it's better to dress more appropriately.
Just after taking a bath and changing clothes, Luo Luo receives a call from Mo lengqing.
"I'm at your door now."
When Luo Luo opened the door of the living room and went out, he saw the ink cold engine leaning against the black streamline sports car, wearing a decent hand-made suit, with sparse eyebrows and lazy posture.
He is holding his head down, his bony fingers are playing with his mobile phone, his eyes don't know where, and he looks very casual.
This kind of Mo lengqing is not the same as usual. He is dignified, serious and unattainable.
But now, this lazy and leisurely appearance seems to be a little rebellious.
Luo Luo felt his heart beat so hard that he missed a beat.
She raised the hem of the wine red dress with both hands, trying not to cross the threshold again, because she couldn't see the ground wrestling.
Stepping on the same wine red high-heeled shoes, soon came to the front of no cold.
"Kick, kick, kick."
The black sole treads on the colorful cobblestone ground gently, making a clear sound.
Mo lengqing is not a reserved person. After congratulating Luo Luo on winning the best actor of the golden statue award, he quickly cut to the main topic, "I have fixed a place in the Hilton Hotel and invited you to dinner. It's a celebration?"
The epilogue rises slightly, with a little unspeakable charm.
Luo Luo was a little stunned.
She stood in front of the windowsill, quietly looking out at the night.
The sky was quiet and dark. There were no stars or moon in the dark sky. Even through the slightly open window, there was no wind.
It's so quiet outside.
It's just like that.
Ghosts, Luo Luo gently nodded: "OK, then you come to pick me up."
As soon as I hung up the phone, I fell down again quickly and fell into the mood of extreme chagrin and regret.
The relationship between her and Mo lengqing is actually very hard to say.
It's impossible to say that it's just like Ye Ling before, that the man is all in his eyes, and that he can't tolerate other things in his heart as soon as he sees him.
After all, because of the misunderstanding in those years, it's very good that Luo Luo didn't maintain hatred towards Mo lengqing for such a long time from rebirth to now.
It's obviously very difficult for her to change her mood in such a short time, treat Mo lengqing, and change back to the way she used to be.
Therefore, in recent times, Luo Luo has tried to avoid Mo lengqing as much as possible.
She really wanted to find out what she was thinking
As well as the feelings for Mo lengqing, they also want to overcome their inner fear and turn their thoughts and feelings back to the right way.
However, it obviously takes time.
But today
Luo Luo drew the curtain, looked up at the crystal chandelier on the roof, and sighed softly.
Came to the wardrobe, Shua opened the white cabinet door, revealing rows of expensive evening dress inside.
White tender fingers in a row of clothes slowly across, and finally stop in a wine red bra dress.
In a high-end place like Hilton Hotel, most of the people who go in and out are gentry and ladies of the upper class. They go to such a place for dating Oh no, it's a celebration.
Obviously, it's better to dress more appropriately.
Just after taking a bath and changing clothes, Luo Luo receives a call from Mo lengqing.
"I'm at your door now."
When Luo Luo opened the door of the living room and went out, he saw the ink cold engine leaning against the black streamline sports car, wearing a decent hand-made suit, with sparse eyebrows and lazy posture.
He is holding his head down, his bony fingers are playing with his mobile phone, his eyes don't know where, and he looks very casual.
This kind of Mo lengqing is not the same as usual. He is dignified, serious and unattainable.
But now, this lazy and leisurely appearance seems to be a little rebellious.
Luo Luo felt his heart beat so hard that he missed a beat.
She raised the hem of the wine red dress with both hands, trying not to cross the threshold again, because she couldn't see the ground wrestling.
Stepping on the same wine red high-heeled shoes, soon came to the front of no cold.
"Kick, kick, kick."
The black sole treads on the colorful cobblestone ground gently, making a clear sound.