After changing clothes, South Vietnam avoided crowded places, walked from the safe passage to the lower floors, and then took the elevator to the underground parking lot.

Because this evening is not a public trip, but her private affair, so I didn't let Mo Lvlv follow me.

This will follow the memory of the parking position to find the past, while taking out his mobile phone to send a message to Mao Hui to drive the car to the exit channel.

As a result, I saw the news of Mo Lvlv first.

Looking at the whole sentence, South Vietnam couldn't help pausing. Then he heard a car approaching slowly. When it stopped, the door was right facing her.

This is an RV. It's not surprising that it appears in the underground parking lot of snowball video.

But it's strange that the man who should have come back two days later appears in the car.

Looking at Sheng Jingheng who came to open the door in person, Nanyue slightly raised his eyebrow: "is this a surprise?"

"Well," Sheng Jingheng stood in the car and stretched out his hand to her, "come up?"

He let Mao Hui and Mo Lvlv go first. Does she have any choice but to get on the bus?

Nanyue had no choice but to bend his eyes, handed his hand to him, let him hold it, and pulled himself into the car.

She got on the bus with a certain inertia, but Sheng Jingheng did not dodge and met her safely.

The door closed slowly behind him, and the driver's seat in front was separated by a baffle.

Nanyue also hugged his waist, leaned up, smelled the steady cold smell on him, and naturally relaxed in a tight state.

The whole person is like a kitten entrusted with his whole heart. He is soft and boneless and deeply depends on the person holding him.

After Sheng Jingheng closed the door, he raised his hand and gently stroked her hair: "it's hard today."

"It's OK," Nan Yue rubbed gently in front of his skirt, raised his eyes sideways and looked at the man who lowered his eyes in cooperation. "It's hard tomorrow, but it's worth holding teacher Sheng."

Listening to her straightforward love words, Sheng Jingheng's eyes gradually deepened, his eyes shrouded her, and he didn't intend to move away at all.

South Vietnam was calmer than him. Realizing that the car was still parked, he let go of him slightly and stepped back: "shall we talk in another place?"

"Yes." Sheng Jingheng narrowed his eyes slightly, pressed the emotion next to him, pulled her in, knocked on the baffle and signaled that he could drive.

When they wanted to sit down, the RV started slowly. The body was very stable and didn't feel shaking at all.

Seeing that Sheng Jingheng was subconsciously sitting outside, Nanyue was about to sit opposite him, but he was pulled back and fell down on his side.

Feeling that he was sitting in a warmer position, South Vietnam couldn't help blinking and unexpectedly looked at the handsome face close at hand.

"Brother?"

"... well," Sheng Jingheng was a little out of control. When he heard this call, his eyes were deeper, his hands held her tight and approached her a little, "close your eyes."

But she didn't obey him immediately. Instead, she looked at him a little closer, and there seemed to be a twinkle in her eyes.

Sheng Jingheng regarded this look as encouragement, lowered his eyes slightly, and tasted her sweetness from the inside to the outside.

The kiss was deep for a long time.

South Vietnam finally closed its eyes, raised its hand on his shoulder, responded to the past on a whim, and was asked for more, like it was not enough.

At the end, their breath was still stable, but the intertwined heat clearly reflected that at this time, their body and mind were not calm.

Sheng Jingheng looked at her deeply, and his voice was a little hoarse: "today's you are very charming."