Chapter 757: The Dark and Lonely Boy and His Red and White Rose? (1)
The dark and lonely boy and his red and white roses? (XI)
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"Hello sir, the total is..., do you have a membership card?"
Song Ning lowered his eyebrows and pretended not to look at the person in front of him, but in fact, the corner of his eyes was quietly licking every inch of the person in front of him.
"Hmm? No, no need for that."
Lance stood lazily, with a hint of relaxation in his eyes.
"Okay, then do you need me to deliver it to your home? The owners of the community have this service."
Song Ning suppressed his heartbeat, pretending to be calm with a hint of anticipation.
But he didn't know if it was his illusion, but after he said this, he felt that the other party seemed to glance at him.
"Thank you very much, can you deliver it now?"
"OK."
Song Ning immediately greeted his colleague opposite him, and picked up two bags of stuff.
Lance's outstretched hand paused, then dropped again.
Song Ning looked at the fingertip that he almost touched, and his heart was full of regret.
But my heart was still filled with joy, so I took a deep breath and spoke calmly.
"Then please lead the way, sir."
"Ah."
Lance looked at him taking the initiative and his lips curled up slightly under the mask.
There were not many people in the neighborhood at this time, only an old man walking his dog.
Song Ning followed Lance all the way carrying two large bags of things, keeping a close eye on every detail along the way.
Soon he was going to find out where Lance lived!
That was Lance's private territory. If he could set foot there today, wouldn't that be...
"Is it heavy?"
The overly pleasant voice brought Song Ning back to his senses instantly, and he subconsciously looked forward.
Lance put his hands in his pockets and looked down at him, "Did I say it was heavy? Do you need help? It's just that there are too many things. I can carry a bag by myself."
Song Ning subconsciously wanted to say no, but the image of the fingertips that missed each other flashed quickly through his mind.
He bit his lower lip hard and frankly stretched out a hand that was red from being squeezed by the bag, "That's troublesome."
"Ah."
Lance really stretched out his hand, and Song Ning stared at his fingertips.
A palm that was slightly larger than his passed under the bag and slid upwards. Their fingers touched each other quickly for a moment, and the warmth disappeared before they could react.
A trace of huge regret flashed through Song Ning's heart, and the next second he saw a dark shadow rushing towards them out of the corner of his eye.
"Wangcai, stop!"
He subconsciously stepped in front of Lance, and a black shadow was about to hit him!
"careful!"
Suddenly, a huge force came from his waist and abdomen, holding him back. The next second, Song Ning's feet were off into the air, and a refreshing aftershave embraced him from behind. Song Ning's consciousness went blank.
Lance saved him.
"Ouch, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, are you okay?"
The old man I saw before ran over in a panic, and the dog at his feet immediately jumped on him. There was a dog leash next to him. It was obvious that the old man failed to hold on to his big dog and it rushed over.
Song Ning's blank mind reacted slowly. He, he was saved by Lance?
"Thanks?"
The wrist around his waist was very strong, and he was held firmly in one hand. Song Ning's mind went blank again.
He, was he held up by Lance, and with one hand?
"You should be careful when walking your dog. My friend almost got into an accident just now."
Lance put Song Ning down only after he was sure that everyone was fine.
He looked at the old man and the large dog beside him that weighed at least 60 kilograms, and his tone was very unhappy.
"For such a big dog, it is best to let someone at home who can hold the leash to walk it. Otherwise, if an accident really happens, it will be irresponsible to everyone."
The old man was in the wrong, so he could only apologize and repeatedly promise to take good care of the dog.
Lance didn't hold on to her, he just turned his head with a hint of worry in his eyes.
"Ni, are you okay?"
Song Ning came back to his senses in a daze, and opened his mouth to say something.
"You just said we were friends?"