How many days can the top rich boyfriend live?

Chapter 487 Yes, the person who came is Lu Qing

The man in front of him was extremely handsome, eight feet tall, and wore a black windbreaker with a minimalist cut. The fabric was delicate and had a faint luster, as if he was draped over his body the night.

Under the windbreaker was a white turtleneck sweater, soft and close-fitting, which made his neck look as slender as jade. He wore a pair of dark grey suit pants with neat lines, and a pair of handmade leather shoes on his feet, which exuded luxury in a low-key manner.

His face is still as peerless as it was in ancient times, with eyebrows like distant mountains, eyes like stars, a high nose bridge, and clear lip lines. However, under the light and shadow of modern times, his temperament has become a little more cold and distant.

His skin was as flawless as ice and snow, as if the passage of time had nothing to do with him. His hair was black and smooth, slightly messy and scattered on his forehead, adding a bit of laziness and unruliness.

Just standing there, his otherworldly temperament is enough to make people unable to take their eyes off him. His deep and calm gaze seems to be able to see through all the vanity in the world, yet it carries an invisible pressure that makes people fall for him involuntarily.

That’s right, the person who came was Lu Qing. His fingers were long and slender with distinct joints. He held two glasses of red wine in his hands. His fingertips were long and slender with distinct joints, as if even the most ordinary movements carried a kind of elegance and strength.

Jiang Luo looked at him quietly. Although he was shocked by his appearance the last time he saw him, he had not looked at his face carefully.

There was a war going on at that time, so he had no time to develop such romantic thoughts.

Looking at his face at this moment, this extraordinary face, the Son of Ancient God is like a piece of pure land in this noisy world, which makes people yearn for it but dare not approach it easily.

Jiang Luo stood at the door, stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that Fan Wujiu and Huo Yancheng had joined forces and came to find him under the identity of Lu Qing, and also... with a hint of temptation. Otherwise, why would he wrap himself so tightly? Was he deliberately trying to arouse his imagination and make him covet the beautiful body with broad shoulders and narrow waist?

Jiang Luo's heartbeat involuntarily quickened a few beats, and his throat felt a little tight, as if even breathing had become difficult.

"Why, you don't want to invite me in?" Lu Qing's voice was low and magnetic, as if carrying a hint of a smile, yet it was hard to fathom.

Jiang Luo came back to his senses, quickly moved aside to make way, and whispered, "Come in."

Lu Qing walked into the room with steady and calm steps, as if every step was based on the veins of law. His eyes swept around the room and finally fell on Jiang Luo, with a hint of imperceptible tenderness in his eyes.

"You look a little tired." Lu Qing handed a glass of red wine to Jiang Luo with a hint of concern in his tone.

Jiang Luo took the wine glass, and his fingertips accidentally touched Lu Qing's hand. At that moment, it was as if an electric current ran from his fingertips into his heart, causing him to tremble slightly. He lowered his head, hiding his inner fluctuations, and said softly: "Fortunately, although the war is over, I have rested for a while, but... I haven't recovered after all."

He firmly believed that if he had not hidden himself well, his voice would have begun to tremble.

Even so, the ending of his voice still rose slightly. Fortunately, Lu Qing didn't notice it.

Lu Qing nodded and said nothing more. He just took a sip of red wine, his eyes still on Jiang Luo, as if waiting for him to continue.

Jiang Luo felt Lu Qing's gaze, and felt a little uneasy, but inexplicably felt a sense of relief. He raised his head and met Lu Qing's eyes. Those eyes as deep as the stars seemed to be able to see through everything about him. Jiang Luo took a deep breath, mustered up the courage to say: "Lu Qing, why... did you come here?"

Lu Qing raised his eyebrows slightly, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his lips: "What you mean... do you want us to come to you together? Or... do you want us to come to you separately?"

Jin said the second half of the sentence in Jiang Luo's ear, which made Jiang Luo's ears turn red and his heart tingle. He thought, you must have done this on purpose, right? ? ? ? ?

"No..." Jiang Luo shook his head quickly, and finally revealed a trace of panic in his tone, "I'm just... a little surprised."

Lu Qing chuckled, his voice low and pleasant: "Are you nervous? Don't be nervous, this is actually the real me. Before I separated myself into Fan Wujiu and Huo Yancheng, we have always been together in this form."

Jiang Luo's heartbeat quickened again. He lowered his head, his fingers unconsciously rubbing the edge of the wine glass, and whispered, "Is... is that so?"

He didn't expect that he would feel so oppressive when facing Lu Qing's true body.

Jiang Luo controlled his breathing and thought to himself, how embarrassing! It was obviously the same person. He was not so nervous when facing Fan Wujiu and Huo Yancheng, so why was he so nervous when facing Lu Qing?

The room fell into a brief silence, with only the sound of snowflakes falling outside the window, as if adding a bit of tranquility and beauty to this moment.

Lu Qing's eyes still stayed on Jiang Luo, as if he was appreciating a precious work of art. His voice was soft and low, with a hint of temptation: "Jiang Luo, do you know? As early as more than a thousand years ago, I wanted you to be with me willingly. Not by force, not by compromise, and not for some purpose. It's just out of love, out of... love for me."

Jiang Luo's heart trembled suddenly, and she raised her head to look at Lu Qing, her cheeks flushed. She thought, if you had pursued me like this back then, I probably wouldn't have rejected you, right?

You are so stunningly handsome, who would reject you?

Was I crazy enough to reject you?

In fact, Jiang Luo didn't know that he had sufficient reasons to reject Lu Qing back then, and his rejection was very reasonable, and he was also very qualified to reject him.

Lu Qing smiled slightly, with a hint of depth in his eyes: "So, Xiao Luo, tonight we..."

Jiang Luo could no longer hide the panic in his eyes, and pretended not to understand and asked: "We? We what...what? I...I don't understand!"

In fact, my mind has already started to race. I was thinking, you are so tall and your strong body, will it be too big to contain me? Will you... fuck me to death in the bed?

Ahhh, why am I so vulgar? Why is my head full of low-level thoughts? No, no, absolutely not!

Jiang Luo screamed in his heart, but he knew that he couldn't refuse Lu Qing.

Lu Qing didn't say anything else. He just gently raised his glass and clinked it with Jiang Luo's glass, making a crisp sound.

The snow was still falling outside the window, but the atmosphere in the room became ambiguous. Lu Qing tilted his head back to drink the red wine, revealing his Adam's apple full of hormones, but he lowered his head to kiss Jiang Luo's lips and passed the red wine into Jiang Luo's mouth.