Chapter 65

Anyway, falling in love is secondary. It's proper to earn enough exchange points to go home.

Su Kui left simply, leaving song Cheng staring at the empty palm of his hand for a long time.

Seeing that Su Kui has come to the side of the road, he raises his hand and signs a taxi, which will soon leave his sight.

In a hurry, he blurted out, "Wan Wan, I like you. Can you give me another chance?"

Finish saying, song city is stupefied.

Do you like it?

His heart was mixed with joy and sorrow. Song Cheng stared at the slender and graceful woman who still didn't turn back after he said this.

What would be her attitude? What response? Will you despise his love, or will you retaliate by stepping on his heart?

In just a few tens of seconds, it's like a lifetime -

even if he sits in the world business center and negotiates with several business tycoons, he can still keep his brain rational and calm, and cooperate with them without smoke of gunpowder but more like a commercial saw of war.

But now, he's nervous.

He was afraid that sukui would take a taxi and go away, and then disappear into his world. How can I leave him alone to solve the day and night yearning like gangrene?

Fortunately -

she didn't, only saw what she said to the taxi driver, and the driver left with a black face and a murmur of stepping on the accelerator.

Looking back, sukui hooked his index finger. "Come here."

Surrounded by numerous buildings made of concrete and steel bars, the hospital is cold and pale behind. The sunshine on the top of the head is warm, splitting a crack in the heart covered with layers of haze, and finally the soul is relieved.

Like a demon, he went to sunflower step by step.

Tall and thin, the figure like a model is wrapped in a pure black handmade suit, the facial features like a knife are beautiful and have no couple, with the whole body and noble bearing, such as the presence of God.

The little hand encircled his neck, pulled his head down, and the red lip was close to his ear. He breathed like a blue: "this time, it's not the next time --"

the voice hasn't fallen, the red lips and breath have been plundered by the tyranny. A pair of big palms tightly encircled her waist and pressed her to the broad and hot chest.

The woman's face is slightly raised, the man's head is low, both of them are not willing to show weakness and equal strength, their lips and tongues are swept between their teeth, the golden sunlight penetrates through the gap between them, and a couple of beautiful couple are born naturally.

The city is bustling, the traffic is busy, the cars passing by in a hurry can not disturb the beautiful and ambiguous air around them.

Until the two people's lips and teeth filled with a light smell of rust, it was hard to give up the inseparable close to the lips, a wisp of ambiguous silver with the action of disconnection.

"I swear!" gasped her forehead

Next time, I'd like to thank you!

In the street where people come and go, there are so many people who kiss each other without blushing?

It's a pity that Su Kui and song Cheng are a couple.

No more dog abuse, let it be natural and friendly. Song Cheng first opened the door for Su Kui, took her in and fastened her seat belt. Then he went back to the driver's cab and drove to the Dongshan villa where he lived.

With one hand holding the steering wheel, the other hand grabs Su Kui's small hand and kneads it. From time to time, he has to bite between his lips and teeth to bring a crisp current.

Su Kui struggled for several times without fruit, and simply went with him.

The memory finally coincides with the previous life, and the sticky man comes back -