Mu Beiting's big hand turned the mobile phone and squinted slightly.
Su Xiangwan waited for a while, but mu Beiting didn't mean to go.
I sent him three question marks.
Not waiting for a reply, the director has already called for preparation.
This time, Su took several deep breaths repeatedly, trying to ignore someone's penetrating eyes.
At first, everything went well.
But it wasn't long before I went to the place where the kissing drama took place.
Su Xiangwan slightly raised her eyes, and then saw a man slowly rolling down the window, revealing half a cool and handsome side face.
A pair of deep pupil, dangerous and intriguing.
Su Xiang evening heart a tight, subconsciously from cold Che far away.
It's like a mountain on the back.
"In the evening Is it a bad day? " The director frowned and spoke anxiously.
Su Xiangwan said softly, "I'll have a rest and find my feelings."
She did not say much. She turned to the rest area and looked up again. His window had been rolled up again.
Su Xiangwan bowed her head and drooped her eyes, but she did not speak.
A few seconds later, he replied.
Before long, wechat rang.
I want to talk to you. ]
there are only two simple words with a punctuation.
But she could almost think of the way he could not refuse when he spoke.
After struggling for a moment, Su Xiangwan finally took advantage of the people's inattention, went around to the other side of the car and got on.
After getting on the bus, his eyes fell on her all the time.
Su Xiangwan droops her eyes and doesn't speak, which is obviously a little annoyed.
In the next second, the sound of falling middle baffle will sound.
Before she could recover, her chin was lifted.
He leaned over, his thin lips pressed hard on her lips.
He propped up on the seat with one hand and leaned slightly. Su wanted to hide in the evening, but instead, he was surrounded between his body and his seat. There was no place to avoid.
His soft tongue crossed her lips.
"Well Lipstick... "
Su Xiangwan grabs the collar of his shirt with one hand and shouts.
But he will not pay attention to, chase the past, the tip of his tongue to pry off her teeth, her little tongue hook out a little, contained in the mouth, repeatedly tear and grind.
The juices between the lips and teeth melted together, and made the sound of water Tut, which made her originally some cold face dyed red.
Some of the man's big hands can not help, along the cheongsam outline of the curve fell on her waist, hard kneading.
Su trembled in the evening, but his voice was swallowed up.
Mu Beiting breathed and let her go, and his kiss fell from the corner of her mouth to his chin.
Finally, she could not help reaching out to untie the clasp of her cheongsam and kissing her neck socket. Her lips rubbed against the edge of the collar and landed on the exquisite clavicle.
"He touched you on the waist," he said
Su Xiangwan's eyelashes trembled and her breath was heavy. She gasped and explained, "no He's just hanging on my waist Always a gentleman. "
Mu Beiting Mou color a dark, dissatisfied way: "you speak for him."
"I didn't Well Don't
His big hand glided along the slit of the cheongsam to her inner thigh.
Su Xiangwan's eyelashes trembled and her eyes were slightly red.
At this time, she could hear the director calling outside.
"What about Su Xiangwan? Has anyone seen her? "
"Call her and ask her to come back and make up for it."