Chapter 3971 I Collect Rent in the Survival Game (18)

The fabric of the uniform was cold and hard and did not contaminate the temperature, but the long fingers holding her shoulders were soft and soft. There was a refreshing and clean fragrance lingering in her breath. It was not the smell of tobacco, just a very light smell, like some niche and low-key brand of laundry. Powder, smells good.

"Don't you know it's easy to fall down like this?" Lu Cifu lowered his long eyelashes and looked sideways at Ranbai. He asked her to stand firm before politely retracting his hand. His tone was a little cold: "Stand still."

"Aren't you in front?" Ranbai smiled half-heartedly: "How do you want me to stand, military posture? Don't be so serious, right?"

"..."

Lu Cifu didn't know where she got the courage to play. She frowned for a long time and opened a closed window in the corridor. The night wind slipped in through her fingertips, and the moonlight shone half-darkly on the stairs. On the stairs, he casually leaned over and sat on the highest step of the stairs on the 11th floor. His long legs were bent, his feet were on the steps, and his other long leg was straightened. The lines of his black police pants were smooth and straight, and his ankles were cold white.

The sitting posture is quite ruffian, showing a bit of laziness and informality.

With a "click", he turned off the flashlight and put it next to him. The stairwell darkened instantly, with only the moonlight extinguishing brightly. He tapped his fingers on the steps next to him, and the sound was clear and clear: "It's hard for the little boss to still be in a meeting at one o'clock in the evening. Let’s get some air or have a heart-to-heart talk? Come on, sit down—”

"It's not that difficult." Ranbai stood aside and watched Lu Cifu sitting on the stairs. After thinking about it, he sat on it and moved closer to the young man. He held his chin with one hand and smiled in his eyes, " I still want to talk to the security guy more than they do."

"What do you want to talk about?" Lu Cifu turned his face sideways. He took off his police hat and placed it on his lap. His eyes were clear under his broken hair.

The two of them were sitting in the stairwell. Ranbai also imitated Lu Cifu's sitting posture. He pondered for a few seconds, thoughtfully, then bent his straight leg, raised his foot and lightly kicked Lu Cifu's leg with a straight movement. Lightly, like a kitten tickling: "You look older than me, how old are you?"

It was the first time someone used the word "old" to describe Lu Cifu. He was silent for a few seconds and said coldly: "Twenty-seven."

"Are you almost on your third trimester?!" Ranbai stared at Lu Cifu's face in surprise.

"..."

Hearing this tone, Lu Cifu's eyebrows twitched and he gritted his teeth: "So what do you want to express?"

"Then you don't look old, you are so young." Ranbai arched his eyebrows and gestured with interest.

She thought he was only in his early twenties.

Okay... I can still be considered in my early twenties.

His bones are strong, his lines are sharp but not soft, and he has a deep beauty. But when he smiles, he is very sunny and good-looking, and his breath is warm and friendly, like the refreshing mint scent of summer, clean and clean.

The one that is not a little piece of meat has a youthful and sexy look.

Lu Cifu said nothing.

Ranbai added: "As long as you don't tell, who knows how old you are actually. Don't worry, I won't tell anyone."

Lu Cifu didn't think it was anything at first, but now he was a little skeptical: "Is twenty-seven considered old?"

"You are five years older than me!" Ranbai said in disbelief: "Three-year-olds make a difference, and five-year-olds make a difference. This is an old saying."

"..."

"Don't you know? This represents the psychological distance or psychological gap between the younger generation and the older generation due to their different ideological, moral, legal, and sensory perceptions. In serious cases, they cannot communicate."

Lu Cifu didn't know how he had become the older generation that Ranbai talked about, and he was still mentally distant. How could he say that?

"You can be obedient even at the age of five." He said coldly.

"How do you want to make me obedient, brother security?" Ranbai asked with a smile, the curve of the corners of his lips was a bit bad and a bit ambiguous. In the empty stairwell except for the two of them,

The quiet night and the soft moonlight gradually fermented at midnight, permeating the air and affecting every nerve.

"Come on, I don't mind." Ranbai approached with a bit of anticipation, her eyelashes were long and her eyes were like autumn water.

Without any warning, the police cap was placed on her head. Lu Cifu pressed it down with his hand, easily covering her disturbing eyes. The originally well-fitting police cap looked awkward on the girl's face. Broad, half of the face is hidden, only the small jawline is exposed. The lips are sweet and soft, contrasting with the silver and cold cap badge, inexplicably bewitching in the dim light.

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

He chuckled softly and said in a casual and light tone: "It's better not to be able to see. I'll save you the trouble of saying those nonsense words."

"Everything I said is well-founded. Besides, you are covering my eyes but not blocking my mouth. What I want to say is not just a matter of words." Ranbai argued.

Block...

Her mouth...

"You're a girl, can you speak in a more controlled tone?" Lu Cifu lowered his voice, with a hint of anger in his voice.

"Why am I losing my temper?" Ran Bai raised her chin, "A man and a woman are alone in the same room, and you look so attractive. I have restrained myself, okay?"

"..."

"It's really out of tune, it should be like this -" Ran Bai said, suddenly he quickly lifted the police hat and rushed forward, grabbed Lu Cifu's shoulders with both hands, and threw him to the ground violently. There was a dull sound in the silence.

The clear moonlight filtered in from the half-open window in the corridor, reflecting the young man's sharp jawline and the cunning and clever smile in the girl's eyes.

She grabbed Lu Cifu's collar and tried to kiss him.

Lu Cifu's expression was unclear. He supported the ground with one hand and pressed the wrist of the other hand slightly hard against the girl's waist. The originally neat and solemn uniform was rubbed and wrinkled. The moonlight was half-dark, and the outline was cold. The thin lips under the high bridge of the nose were cold in color, and the chin line smoothly extended to the bulge of the Adam's apple. The curvature was sexy, and the scenery further down was hidden under the shirt collar vaguely exposed by the uniform.

He staggered the girl's pretentious kiss, bent his long legs, pushed her away with three points of force, patted the police hat and put it back on, and stood up straight.

After looking at Ranbai for a long time, I finally felt a little distance.

"I'm just a security guard. It's better for the boss to be careful to avoid misunderstanding."

"Sure enough, there is a gap between you and me. You are not five years old." Ranbai was still sitting on the steps. She held her chin, looked up at the standing young man, and sighed: "I can't even make a joke, really. Boring."

Lu Cifu had never seen such a joke before, but the girl's expression was blank and accusatory, making it look like it was his fault.

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

"I can't get up." The girl puffed up her face and stretched out her hand.

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

Lu Cifu pauses slightly.

"The ground is so cold and my stomach hurts," she added.

The large coat covered her, and she was sitting on the steps with her knees bent. She looked small in the dim light, looking up at him, with a beautiful neckline.