Feeling that she had never been touched by any man, Tang Qing was gently licked by Xiao Fengting. With a "buzz" in her head, Tang Qing suddenly raised her hand and fanned him in the face --

*

the night was very deep.

Tang Yi slowly wakes up from the dark dream.

The fever had subsided, but his throat was dry. He closed his eyes, coughed softly, and said, "give me that glass of water."

The hoarse voice echoed quietly in the unpopular room. Then, as if he had realized something, he slowly opened his eyes.

The house that Tang Qing rents is just a very simple small room.

A single bed and a worn-out sofa. Every time he comes back from an assignment, she will give the bed to him. She sleeps on the sofa -- on the windowsill, there is a glass with some unknown flowers in it. Tang Qing has been raising it for several days, but it still looks fresh. It should be brought back from her work place.

She was born in such a dark place, but she still has that ridiculous innocence.

Tang Yi slowly sat up on his knees from the bed. He accidentally touched the wound. He covered his chest and coughed a few times. Then he frowned and looked at the clock hanging on the wall.

It's much longer than the time when Tang Qing comes back from work every day.

As he sat on the bed, he felt the dry throat slowly tighten for a while, and a little uncomfortable feeling seeped in from some place in his heart. Tang Yi took out a pack of cigarettes from the bedside table and sucked them one by one.

After a long time, when he began to recall his life, he gradually realized that this was the first night he lost Tang Qing.

Later, it never came back.

*

the air in the room is a little awkward.

Tang Qing turned over from Xiao Fengting's bed and pushed it to one side. He lowered his head and buttoned the button which was untied by Xiao Fengting.

This man now only has one hand to move, but the action of untiing women's clothes is flexible, which makes her feel inferior to herself, she! I don't know when he unbuttoned her coat and shirt at one go!

Is this some kind of special function?

"PATA."

A button fell from her fingertip.

Tang tilted his head down and picked it up. Looking at the round black button in his palm, he pursed his lips slightly. He looked up and looked at the man sitting on the bed with a red mark on his right face and his head lowered. He looked like a man who was a little aggrieved.

Wronged, he dare to give her injustice!

She is the one who is harassed by Thaksin, OK! No letter harassment success, even dare to give her injustice!

Tang Qing is speechless, but looking at Xiao Fengting's depressed appearance, she can't say words to blame.

"You..." She coughed gently, trying to say something to ease the atmosphere.

"Bang, bang, bang."

Someone is knocking at the door.

Tang Qing was startled and subconsciously wanted to open the door.

The man sitting on the bed stood up: "don't move." He came over, passed her by, and opened the door.

"Little Lord, the clothes you asked me to buy have already been bought. Please have a look. "

Xiao Fengting faintly should a, from the servant's hand took the clothes packing bag, and then gave the packing bag to Tang Qing: "your clothes are broken, go and change it."

What she lost was the button on her chest. Although covering it with her hand could block the spring light inside, it was a little too obscene to cover her chest all the time

Tang Qing subconsciously took over, and then asked, "how can you send people to buy clothes?"

Xiao Fengting lowered his eyes and said in a casual tone, "I thought you would not go back in your original clothes tonight."