Six Hundred and Fifty Third, the Sun Is Warm

"But you almost can't help it. For a little while."

Alena muttered in a low voice, which made Ronan a little helpless and embarrassed, he couldn't help but scratched his head, and couldn't help but chuckled.

"NO, I have not."

Although he felt a little guilty after speaking, his throat began to itch, and it took countless efforts to control his urge to clear his throat and conceal his embarrassment.

Alena didn't expose Ronan either, and thought quietly, "You have been tempted." Then, she tilted her head slightly, glanced up at Ronan from the corner of her eyes, and a smile overflowed from her eyes, "I tempted you..."

Ronan tried to say something, the words had reached the tip of his tongue, but he swallowed them anyway.

At this time, what is the use of fighting for a little bit of victory or defeat in the language confrontation? Actions are always more honest than words, and arguments are just to cover up, but the real facts have been kept in my heart and cannot be denied.

Thinking about it seriously, the smile on the corner of Ronan's mouth rose slightly, and he raised his arms to embrace Alena, without any force, just a hug.

Quietly, the two of them just stood there quietly, feeling the sound of the beating and pounding of their hearts carefully, as if touching the pulse of life, and then, the rhythm of breathing fit together slowly, but inadvertently The time was misplaced again, and a smile flowed from the bottom of his eyes.

Obviously there is no eye contact, no verbal dialogue, and even no power to feel the hug, just relying on hugging each other, but still can feel the fusion of breath, as if every inch of the skin surface can truly feel the flow of emotions , lifelike.

"so……"

Ronan spoke, and Alena put her ear on Ronan's chest, buzzing and surging in her ears like the sound of a cave, deeper and hoarse, and a faint airflow could be felt above the eardrum, It's a little itchy, but it's not bad, it's just that I can't help but indulge.

"Will you come tomorrow?"

The slightly hoarse voice sounded slowly like a deep cello. Alena raised her head, pulled back a little space, raised her head back, and looked for Ronan's eyes.

Then, she saw Ronan's eyes again.

The light is not bright, but those eyes are still clear and bright, and faintly can catch a trace of a flame that has not been completely extinguished burning quietly in the depths of the blue ocean, peaceful and gorgeous, just like this gently, gently surging As gentle as waves and as hot as flames.

Reflected in Alena's eyes, she seemed to be able to clearly feel the brightness.

"Um."

she says.

A shallow voice came from the depths of the throat, like a breeze blowing, a little shy but also a little refreshing, a little throbbing and a little jumpy.

After colliding with a simple syllable, the smiles in his eyes couldn't help but gently surged up, shining with the light of happiness.

Ronan nodded slightly, trying to say something, but couldn't find the exact words in his mind, so he simply gave up, keeping everything in silence.

Ronan tilted his head slightly, and gestured toward the outside direction, "I...uh, I still have a lunch meeting waiting."

Alena seemed to think of something, she couldn't help but chuckled, and joked, "A date?"

"Ha." Ronan nodded slightly in affirmation, "Well, a date."

Alena laughed cheerfully.

Ronan didn't say anything more, let go of his arms, opened the distance, paused, took two steps, but paused again, always felt that he should say something, then didn't know what to say, hesitated for a while, "Oh, if you need to use the bathroom,

Then welcome..."

Ronan turned around and gestured to the door of the men's bathroom.

The eyes of the two collided again, and they both laughed.

Ronan didn't stay any longer, he took another step, and left the corridor after turning a corner.

Alena looked at the direction Ronan left, quietly watching, even though she could no longer see Ronan's back, she still stared at the empty corridor, her brain was blank without any thoughts, and then a flash of inspiration suddenly appeared in her mind , raised his hand subconsciously, and touched his lips.

It was piping hot.

Her fingertips seemed to be scalded, but Alena didn't let go, but patted her lips gently with her fingertips, as if she was still feeling the temperature and touch. Gently, her smile rippled like ripples Come, the momentary youth blooms between the brows, and the whole corridor becomes brighter.

In this room, Ronan's footsteps have left the shadows and re-entered the golden sunshine of California. The bright heat is falling from top to bottom, his eyes are closed reflexively, and the dancing rhythm of the sun can be felt on his cheeks. The smile also bloomed together.

The footsteps passed by the symphony orchestra far away, and the eyes paused for a moment, but without thinking about it, they walked straight towards the original position.

On the table, the brunch they just ordered has been placed.

Ronan glanced over, "Wow, the contrast is so stark that my conscience is starting to prick, are you sure you don't need to look at the menu again?"

Taylor wasn't looking at his phone, but was looking at Hancock Park in the distance. He was a little lost in thought. When he heard Ronan's voice, he came back to his senses. After a little reaction, he immediately realized that Ronan was talking about meals. .

Indeed, Tyler only had one salad, pathetic.

But Ronan had a total of four plates and a drink, large and small, and the entire table was fully occupied.

Taylor couldn't help chuckling, she was also taken aback when the waiter served the dishes just now——

In Hollywood, controlling diet is actually everyone's task. Although women's requirements are stricter, men's standards are not low. Taking a step back, even if not everyone is on a diet, very few people overeat, at least in public and need to pay attention to their image.

However, Ronan didn't seem to have such troubles. The aroma of bacon, the gravy of the steak, and the golden color of the French fries were intertwined, blowing along with the breeze, so that Taylor couldn't help but swallowed her saliva. She didn't remember that she had It's been a long time since I ate and drank so heartily.

"No, no, no." Taylor waved his hand lightly, covered his mouth and smiled, "If necessary, I will take the initiative to greet the waiter."

Then, Ronan sat down opposite Taylor, staring brightly at the meal in front of him. It felt like... Before going into a fierce battle, you need to scan the enemy's situation. Only by knowing yourself and the enemy can you be victorious in all battles, ready to prepare Have a good fight.

Such an undisguised sincerity caused Taylor's eyes to smile completely, but she was not sure if it was an illusion, but she always felt that Ronan's mood seemed... brighter and lighter. Could it be because of the meal in front of him? Or is it because the release has just been done in the bathroom?

Involuntarily, Taylor's gaze was fixed on Ronan, and he looked carefully, before inadvertently fascinated again.