Chapter 556 Your Lipstick Was Smudged
Lucia turned to him. She was a little anxious and her face was getting red, "Nothing to see!"
August's dark eyes locked on her face, "You are blushing. You don't think I'm gonna do something?"
Lucia denying hastily, "What?"
"Then let me take a look. Don't worry, I'm not interested in doing anything to you." The man's words carried some indefinable rigidity, making Lucia shy and annoyed. She turned red and was about to theorize with him. The man suddenly stretched out his other hand and directly held her two hands together in his hand, followed by his free hand lifting up her loose silhouette T-shirt.
The burns on the back had scabbed over and partially fallen off, but there were still some places where the scabs had not yet come off. There were some flesh-powder scars on the white skin, making him frown.
"Pah!" Lucia violently broke away from his hand and hit his arm with her palm without mercy. She was annoyed,
"August, what are you doing!" How can you forcibly lift a woman's clothes like this!
August raised his eyes. His gaze suddenly sank. He stared at her, "Is this what you call 'healed"?"
His voice had an unquestionable coldness in it, and anger surged up at the bottom of his eyes.
When he took such a look, Lucia suddenly looked like a deflated ball. She felt guilty and could not blame him. She paused and was about to speak, but August suddenly leaned towards her and lowered his voice. He said in a deep voice, "How dare you drink before your wounds are completely healed. Lucia, who gave you the guts?"
Lucia's heart tightened and she subconsciously denied, "I didn't drink."
"The cocktails all contain alcohol, do you think you can deceive me?" He said and raised his hand to hook her chin, and his body pressed towards her. At that moment, Lucia almost suffocated. Her body instantly tensed up, watching the man's handsome features slowly approach, her heart nearly jumped out of the throat.
They were so close. Thus there was almost no distance between their noses. August paused, then his face naturally pulled away. He stared at her coldly, "Pineapple juice, the base wine is vodka. You drink with four men. Do you want to get yourself drunk?"
Lucia was shocked and panicked. She did not expect him to know what kind of wine she was drinking. It was shocking that he knew that she was drinking with four men. She became speechless, "You... How do you know?" August's face flashed a trace of sulking. He stared at her coldly said, "The wound on your body has not yet completely scabbed off. If you drink, the stimulation of alcohol will make the body red and pigmentation will appear, do you want to sustain the scar on your back for the rest of your life?"
Lucia was speechless for a moment, knowing that what she did was wrong. She couldn't say anything, but after at moment's pause, she suddenly reacted. What did it have to do with August whether she kept her scars or not? Thinking of this, she couldn't help but mutter, "It has nothing to do with you..."
But the wonderful thing was that the body became soft, hot, weak. This domination, fierce, stimulation converged into a kind of fantastic vortex, which tightly wrapped around her. She fell, the arms between his chest that originally pushed to reject has hooked his neck unconsciously, humming and murmuring like a kitten.
Inner the carriage, their figures embracing each other. From the beginning of mutual resistance, to the mutual attraction, the two people had put all the concerns behind, only to enlarge the romance at this moment...
A sudden ringing of the cell phone instantly broke the delicate passion. The two embracing bodies stiffened at the same time. In the next second, Lucia had taken the initiative to push him away, leaning her body tightly against the car door and looking at him with a ragged breath. August was angered by the sudden ringing of the phone and was about to press.
the phone to stop when he saw Lucia picked up her bag and got out of the car in a panic.
She didn't even have time to close the car door before she pulled out her legs and ran. August turned his head and looked at her back as she fled. He felt and a bit angry, and then couldn't help but curved his lips and laughed. The lips were hot, and the tip of the nose was still lingering with a faint fragrance. August stretched out his fingers and gently touched the swollen lips, and the smile was wider.
Suddenly, his gaze drooped. He swept to a card on the saddle. His gaze focused, and his face became serious. He held it
and saw that it was a simple white business card with only the name and number printed on it. Darnell. August stared to this business card for a long time, thought of something, and slowly put the business card away. If he guessed correctly, this should be the thing that the man just gave to Lucia. Just now he learned from Zane that the man was a friend of Kylan's who to help Lucia look for inquiring about the whereabouts of Jeff and the others. He was an officer.
But he did not believe. He always felt that the man was not simple. He was not comfortable with the men surrounding Lucia. Thinking about it, he finally picked up his phone and dialed a call, "Hey, help me investigate a person..." Lucia ran to her car in a panic and sat on it only to find that Zane was already sitting in the driver's seat, smiling and staring at her with interest. Lucia felt awkward, "Why are you looking at me with such an expression?" Zane grinned and pointed to her mouth, indicating her, "Your lipstick was smudged."
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