The uniform fabric is cold and hard and does not stain the temperature. The long fingers that hold her shoulders are soft. A refreshing and clean fragrance lingers in her breathing. It is not the tobacco smell, but it is just a very light smell, like a niche and low-key brand of laundry detergent, which smells very good.

"Don't you know if you fall down like this?" Lu Cifu lowered his long eyelashes and looked at Ranbai sideways, so that she could stand firmly before she politely withdrew her hand, her tone was a little cold: "Stand."

"Aren't you in front?" Ranbai smiled and said, "How do you want me to stand? Military posture? Don't be so serious, right?"

“…”

Lu Cifu didn't know where she got the right mind, and she was still playing here. After a while, she frowned and opened a window closed in the corridor. Ye Feng slipped in from her fingertips. The moonlight shook half-light and half-dark on the stairs. He casually leaned over and sat on the highest stairs on the eleventh floor. His long legs were bent, his feet were stepped on the steps, and his other long legs were straight. The lines of the black police pants were smooth and straight, and his ankles were cold and white.

The sitting posture is quite rude, with a little lazy and unconventional style.

With a "click", he turned off the flashlight and placed it beside him. The stairs suddenly darkened, and only the moonlight was clearly extinguished. He bent his fingers and knocked on the steps beside him. The sound was crisp: "It's hard for the little boss to have a meeting at 1:00 in the evening, whether to ventilate or have a heart-to-heart talk? Come, sit down—"

"It's not difficult." Ranbai stood beside him and watched Lu Cifu sitting on the stairs. After thinking about it, he sat up and moved to the young man again, holding his chin with one hand, and smiling in his eyes, "I want to talk to my brother security more than them."

"What do you want to talk about?" Lu Cifu turned his face, and he took off the police cap and put it on his knees, his eyes clear under his broken hair.

The two of them sat in the stairwell. Ranbai also learned Lu Cifu's sitting posture. He pondered for a few seconds, thinking about it. The straightened leg bent and raised his foot and gently kicked Lu Cifu's leg. His movement was quite light, like a kitten tickling: "You look older than me, how old are you?"

Lu Cifu was described as the word "old" for the first time. After a few seconds of silence, he said coldly: "Twenty-seven."

"You are almost three years old?" Ran Bai stared at Lu Cifu's face, shocked and suspicious.

“…”

Lu Cifu listened to this tone and gritted his teeth: "So what do you want to express?"

"Then you don't look old, you're so tender." Ranbai bent his eyebrows and looked at him with interest, and reached out to gesture.

She thought he was in his early twenties.

OK...it's considered in his early twenties.

His bones are tough, his lines are sharp and not soft, and he has a deep beauty, but when he smiles, he is very sunny and beautiful, with a warm and friendly atmosphere, as if the summer is refreshing and mint fragrance, clean.

The one who doesn't belongs to the young and handsome guy has a kind of young and sexy feeling.

Lu Cifu didn't speak.

Ranbai said again: "As long as you don't say it, who knows that you are so old. Don't worry, I won't say it out."

Lu Cifu didn't think anything was there at first, but now he was a little doubtful: "Twenty-seven is considered old?"

"You are five years older than me!" Ranbai was incredible: "A generation purchase at three years old, and a gap of five years old, this is the old man's words."

“…”

"Don't you know? This represents the difference between the younger generation and the older generation's ideological views, moral views, legal views, and sentiments. There is a psychological distance or psychological barrier, and it is impossible to communicate in serious cases."

Lu Cifu didn’t know why he became the older generation that Ranbai said, and he was still psychologically distanced, so how could he say so?

"You can even be obedient when you are five years old." He said coldly.

"How do you want me to be obedient?" Ran Bai asked with a smile. The curve of the corners of his lips was a bit bad and a little ambiguous. In the stairwell where there was no one except them, the night was quiet and the moonlight was soft and gradually fermenting at midnight, penetrated into the air, shaking every nerve.

"Come on, I don't mind." Ranbai approached with a little expectation, with slender eyelashes and eyes like autumn water.

Without warning, the police cap was buckled on her head, and was pressed down by Lu Cifu, easily covering the confused eyes. The originally proper police cap looked wide on the girl's face, and most of her face was hidden, only a small jawline was exposed. The lips were soft and soft, and the silver cold hat badge contrasted with each other, inexplicably bewitching in the dark.

"I can't even see it." Ranbai frowned and raised his hand to take off the police cap, but Lu Cifu held his wrist.

He chuckled, his tone was scattered and faint: "It's better to not see it, so I'll save you from saying those messy words."

"What I say is based on, and you are covering my eyes and not blocking my mouth. What I want to say is not a matter of one sentence." Ranbai argued.

Block...

Her mouth...

"Can you be a girl talk? "Lu Cifu lowered his voice, with a little bit of anger on his voice.

"Why don't I adjust it?" Ranbai raised his chin, "The lonely man and widowed woman live in the same room. You are so attractive. I'm already very restrained. OK?"

“…”

"It's really unrestrained, it should be like this-" Ran Baihua said, and suddenly he quickly lifted the police cap and threw it on, grabbed Lu Cifu's shoulder with both hands, and threw him to the ground. A dull sound was made in the silence of the corridor.

The clear moonlight penetrated through the half-open window of the corridor, reflecting the young man's sharp jawline, and the cunning and lively smile in the girl's eyes.

She grabbed Lu Cifu's neckline and acted to kiss her.

Lu Cifu looked unclear, holding the ground with one hand, and pressing the wrist of the other hand slightly against the girl's waist. The originally neat uniform was rubbed and wrinkled. The moonlight was half bright and half extinguished, and the outline was cold. The thin lips under the bridge of the nose were cold and the chin line extended smoothly to the protruding place of the Adam's apple, with a sexy curve. The scenery further downwards was hidden under the collar of the shirt that was faintly exposed from the uniform.

The girl was staggering her kiss, her long legs bent, pushed her away with three points, patted her police cap and put it on again, and stood up straight.

After watching Ranbai for a while, I finally felt a little distance.

"I'm just a security guard, so it's better for the boss to be careful to avoid misunderstandings."

"You really have a gap with me. Five-year-old is not a white person." Ranbai was still sitting on the steps. She held her chin and looked up at the standing young man, sighed: "It's not okay to joke, it's so boring."

Lu Cifu had never seen anyone joke like this, but the girl's expression was confused and accused her, making it the same as his fault.

He was a little upset and didn't know what to say.

"Can't get up anymore." The girl bulged her face and stretched out her hand.

The fingers are slender and beautiful, very delicate, and spoiled and white.

The poems and poems of the road were slightly interrupted.

"The ground is so cold, my stomach hurts," she said again.
Chapter completed!