Chapter 72 Can Mr. Clown also write love letters (11)
Someone was missing in Rain Town, and everyone took action, searching for the person like an overwhelming force.
Of course, the missing drunkard Iger is not important. What is important is the mayor's son Kyle. The mayor is the only son, so of course he values him. He will not hesitate to throw away the bounty. As long as someone can find his son, he will give it to him. Generous rewards.
For the sake of reward, everyone will be particularly enthusiastic about finding people.
This time, no one would suspect the circus people. After all, the person who disappeared with Kyle was Iger. Kyle used to like to do some sneaky things with Iger. Everyone still tended to guess that they had done something bad again. He had no money, so he left town.
But the mayor doesn't think so.
As a result, people in the town seemed to be busy during this period.
Chu Xiang didn't care about this. She was in love and was in a good mood every day. She just came out of the shower today. She was wearing a white nightdress and sitting in front of the dressing table combing her long black hair.
She looked at herself in the mirror, and the more she looked at her, the more beautiful she felt. It was no wonder that Mr. Clown liked her.
The night wind blew the green branches and knocked on the windows. Gradually, the sound became more and more urgent and lively.
Chu Xiang turned around and saw the figure lying on the window.
Under the moonlight, the colorful and gaudy figures almost pressed their entire faces against the glass, deformed by the squeeze, which was very scary.
People with weak hearts will definitely be frightened to the point where their heart skips a beat.
The moment Chu Xiang recognized the person, she dropped the comb in her hand, ran over immediately, opened the window, and let the slightly cold night breeze flow in, which was refreshing. She leaned on the window sill and moved forward, It almost touched his colorful face.
When both of them could feel each other's breath, she showed a big smile, "Fred!"
Fred almost fell out of the window where he was lying.
He couldn't explain why, but he felt that when Chu Xiang came up and called his name in a cheerful tone, it seemed as if a ball of flame was burning. If he didn't step back, her skin would be burned.
He knew very well that the feeling of burning skin was very uncomfortable.
Fred felt that he couldn't be led by her too much. He scratched his neck, cleared his throat, and stretched out a hand proudly, "I saw wild flowers on the roadside that no one likes because they are ugly. , this flower is indeed quite ugly, and it suits you perfectly.”
In his hand was a handful of pink wild roses. Each flower bloomed just right, the petals were intact, and the thorns on the stems had been removed cleanly.
Although it is a wild flower, this flower is definitely not ugly.
Chu Xiang came closer to him again, almost touching the tip of his nose. They were so close that they could see themselves in each other's eyes. Fred's inexplicable aura did not dare to come out, and nervousness gradually appeared in his beautiful green eyes. And helpless.
But more secretly, he was looking forward to it.
Because just like before, her sudden approach must mean that she wants to sneak up on him again and eat his tofu.
But Chu Xiang stopped still, his fair face fierce, "Am I ugly?"
Black and clean eyes, a flawless white face, and a mouth that always speaks sweet words, what's so ugly about it?
Fred's eyes always fell on her red lips involuntarily, especially when she was talking and her red lips were slightly open, he would think of the softness in them, which made them linger and feel particularly comfortable.
He stretched out his hand and touched the corner of her lips. He pressed his fingers tentatively into the corners of her lips. He felt the heat, and his Adam's apple rolled. The moment he slightly lowered his head forward, Chu Xiang stepped back. within the window. She folded her arms and looked very ugly. She asked the question again, "Am I ugly?"
Fred pursed his lips and remained silent.
This is not a question of who surrenders, this is a status war that determines the superior and the inferior.
If he did what she wanted now, what status would he have in the future, and what would be the difference between him and a dog being led by her?
Chu Xiang waited for a while, but didn't wait for him to make any move. She lost her patience, snorted, and reached out to close the window.
Fred: "You are not ugly, I am ugly, let me be ugly!"
Only then did Chu Xiang smile with satisfaction. She leaned forward and kissed him hard on the lips. She took the bouquet of flowers in his hand and said, "Fred, I'm glad you came to me." .”
Fred's humiliation as a defeated person suddenly disappeared completely. He comforted himself that this was of course a good sign.
Isn't the purpose of him giving her flowers to make her like him more so that he can carry out his plan to abandon her and make her suffer?
It seems that his plan has been half successful.
Chu Xiang asked him: "Fred, do you want to come in?"
Take a look.
She even invited him into her room, she must have fallen in love with him.
Fred climbed in from the window and stood in the girl's room, which was full of fantasy and romance. He straightened his back and raised his head, like a master who came to inspect the territory.
Chu Xiang allowed him to look around. She put the flowers into the vase and placed them next to the flowers she had received before. However, the small purple flowers she had received before had dried up and she looked very depressed. .
Fred said: "Why don't you throw it away?"
"This is the first bouquet of flowers you gave me. I want to make them into dried flowers for collection."
Fred suppressed the raised corners of his lips and said casually: "It's just a bouquet of wild flowers, is it worth collecting? Humph, what a fuss."
Chu Xiang glanced at his triumphant appearance, was too lazy to pay attention to him, and continued to pack the handful of wild roses.
Fred didn't feel like it. Didn't Chu Xiang like to stick to him? Every time she saw him, she wanted to pounce on him and eat him clean. Now that he was standing in front of her, she seemed to not be able to see him.
He cleared his throat deliberately, but Chu Xiang didn't look back at him.
Fred had to move forward two more steps and coughed louder.
Chu Xiang's flower-arranging hand shook, almost knocking off the petals of the beautiful flower. She turned around unhappily, "Are you feeling uncomfortable? Go find some medicine."
Fred felt like something was stuck in his throat.
He only felt that Chu Xiang seemed to have changed. Ever since she kissed him several times and soiled his clean body, she became moody. When she was happy, she was as happy as if she had seen a new world when she saw him. When she was unhappy, Whenever I look at him, I feel impatient.
Fred only felt that the bouquet of roses was really an eyesore. It was just a bouquet of wild flowers. Why did she like it so much?
The flowers in Chu Xiang's hand were suddenly snatched away, and then roughly stuffed into the vase. He muttered, "Such a simple thing has to be delayed for so long, you slug!"
(End of chapter)