In the lounge, there were only the two of them left.

Huo Xiaoming took off his suit jacket and loosened his tie with one hand, "How about it, my lounge?"

"The orientation is extremely upright, gathering the essence of the sun and the moon, it is a very good place for practice."

Huo Xiaoming smiled, "Let's go, I'll take you to lunch."

The two came to the private restaurant, Huo Xiaoming ordered the dishes skillfully, and began to introduce this private restaurant to Chu Luo.

"The owner of this private restaurant is also the chef of this restaurant. His ancestors were the imperial chefs of the previous dynasty, and he has many family dishes."

The environment of this private restaurant is quiet, each box is independent of each other, and it is not depressing.

The green bamboos around cover the small bridges and flowing water, which is quite ancient.

Coupled with the sound of guzheng coming from nowhere, it adds a bit of elegance.

After a while, the food was served on the table.

As soon as the delicious food is on the table, it will whet your appetite.

Halfway through the meal, Huo Xiaoming's cell phone rang suddenly. He glanced at it, narrowed his eyes, and hung up immediately.

After two seconds, the phone rang again. 166 novels

Huo Xiaoming only glanced at it this time, and hung up again.

Chu Luo raised his eyes and glanced at him, "Aren't you going to answer?"

Huo Xiaoming shook his head, "It's not an important call."

As soon as he finished speaking, the phone rang again.

Huo Xiaoming: "..."

Chu Luo: "..."

Chu Luo's eyes were clear, and there was no big emotional ups and downs.

But she just glanced at him so lightly, Huo Xiaoming felt guilty.

He gets on the phone.

A woman's anxious and sharp voice came from the opposite side of the phone, "Huo Xiaoming, why didn't you answer my call?"

Very loud sound.

Huo Xiaoming subconsciously went to look at Chu Luo, but saw Chu Luo continued to drink the soup in the bowl as if he didn't realize it.

He opened his mouth to speak, but was interrupted by the voice from the opposite side, "Huo Xiaoming, I'm drunk, come pick me up."

Chu Luo, who was drinking soup with his head down, raised his head at this time, looked into Huo Xiaoming's eyes, with gentle eyebrows and eyes, "If you have something to do, you can go and do it first. I'm done eating, and I can go back by myself."

Huo Xiaoming: "..."

Go pick her up!

Go pick her up!

She is drunk, if you don't pick her up, no one knows what will happen to her?

If something happens to her, can you feel at ease?

She went to get drunk, and it was because of you!

These thoughts popped up in my mind for no reason, and even my heart ached.

Chu Luo: "I can do it by myself, you go to work on yours first."

"No need." Huo Xiaoming almost gritted his teeth and said these two words, he said to the woman on the other side of the phone, "Take a taxi back by yourself."

"Huo Xiaoming..."

Before the other party could speak, Huo Xiaoming hung up the phone with a snap.

With trembling fingers, he blocked the number.

He turned off the phone again and put it upside down on the table.

After completing these simple steps, a layer of sweat had formed on his forehead, and his face turned pale.

Chu Luo frowned. She walked over, holding Huo Xiaoming's wrist with one hand, and pinched the formula with the other hand in the air to gather spiritual power. The next second, the spiritual power was fixed on Huo Xiaoming's forehead.

In just a split second, the restless noise in my head, as well as my aching heart, all stopped.

Huo Xiaoming let out a foul breath, and he raised his eyes to look at Chu Luo.

Chu Luo had already let go, sat back on his chair, and continued to drink soup.

Huo Xiaoming opened his thin lips lightly, wanted to speak, but held back.

After a pause for a while, he asked, "After dinner, do you want to go to the movies?"

Chu Luo looked at him.

Huo Xiaoming pursed his lips, "Recently there is a sci-fi movie that is very popular, if you..."

Before he could finish speaking, Chu Luo interrupted him, "Don't you have something to deal with?"

Huo Xiaoming's expression paused.

His eyes also sank for a moment, staring at Chu Luo with gloomy black eyes, "Do you really want me to deal with...things?"

Chu Luo nodded.

Huo Xiaoming raised his lips, showing a cold smile, "Chu Luo, do you know what I'm going to do?"

Chu Luo: "...I know."

"Then you want me to go?"

Chu Luo looked into Huo Xiaoming's eyes, "...um."

Huo Xiaoming pursed his lips and remained silent.

After a while, he stood up, "Let's go, I'll take you back."

Speechless all the way.

Huo Xiaoming kept a cold face the whole time, and drove the car outside the villa.

Chu Luo thanked him, turned around and was about to open the car door, but just as he was about to open the door, Huo Xiaoming grabbed his arm.

She turned around suspiciously.

Originally, he was full of things to say, but when he met Shang Chu Luo's eyes full of doubts, he couldn't say anything.

From childhood to adulthood, he can handle everything with ease.

However, only when facing Chu Luo...

His bsp;his emotions that are rarely provoked will be easily provoked by her every time.

Worried, missing, angry, depressed...

These emotions have rarely been experienced since he took over Huo's.

Just like now, he can obviously tell Chu Luo straightforwardly that he doesn't want to go, doesn't want to go.

But seeing Chu Luo's puzzled face.

All those thoughts in my mind disappeared, leaving only irrational anger.

"Do you really want me to deal with things?"

he asks.

What I got was a nod from Chu Luo.

The corners of Huo Xiaoming's mouth curled into a sharp straight line.

After a few seconds, he let go, Chu Luo opened the door and got out of the car.

She just got out of the car, and the car drove away like an arrow.

Chu Luo stared at the direction the car was leaving for a while, then sighed softly, turned and entered the villa.

In the villa, Hua Wan and the others haven't come back yet.

Chu Luo returned to the bedroom, opened the cabinet, and took out the love bottle from an antique box.

Different from the silence before, the light of the runes flickered faintly on the bottle of love.

As usual, Chu Luo came to the table with the love bottle.

She concentrated and held her breath, holding the brush in one hand, dipped in cinnabar, and the brush strokes flowed smoothly, and the strokes were extremely fast. Just when the brush was about to be completed, the strokes froze.

Beads of sweat appeared on Chu Luo's forehead, and the hand holding the pen trembled slightly.

She wrote down forcefully, and a fishy sweetness emerged from her throat.

Blood dripped from the corner of his mouth.

With a snap, it dripped onto the paper.

All the talismans were destroyed.

Chu Luo opened his eyes, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, pinched the destroyed talisman paper in his hand, and burned it to ashes with spiritual power.

She picked up the love bottle and studied the runes carefully again.

She is very talented in the field of practice, and she can comprehend ordinary runes as long as she has studied them a few times.

But she has studied the runes on this love bottle hundreds of times.

Still haven't comprehended.

Even if it is made of symbols, it can't be done.

Chu Luo put down the love sealing bottle and gathered her spiritual power again.

But just like before, every time she reached the last stroke, she couldn't finish it.

Sure enough, if you can't comprehend it thoroughly, you can't force it to draw symbols.

Chu Luo put away the love sealing bottle, ready to practice as usual.

But walking halfway, the sight was caught by the bronze bouquet placed in a corner.

Chu Luo stared at the bronze bouquet for a while, wondering what was going on in his mind.

After a long time, she sighed softly, walked to the futon, sat down cross-legged, and practiced with her eyes closed.

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