Lu Sui took off his helmet and said, "I'm sorry, I'm in a hurry to meet a client. You know, old women are very perverted."
Wu Mangmang felt like he was choking.
Wu Mangmang lowered his shoulders and head, "Mr. Lu, I'm sorry, I was sick just now, and I forgot to take my medicine when I went out today."
I make fun of myself when I see the thick fog.
When I looked down, I saw that my thumb had broken through the constraints of the stockings. Ugh, it was so embarrassing. I didn't even dare to look up in the fog.
"You can't stop taking the medicine." Lu Sui said.
"Yeah." Wu Mangmang responded spinelessly. She felt that her heels must be peeling and her little toe was also very painful. It must be blisters.
"Come on up." There was no other helmet in Lu Sui's car, so he handed his helmet to Wu Mangmang.
Wu Mangmang hesitated and didn't take it. "What will you do if I take it?"
So she waved her hand and said, "It's okay for me, Mr. Lu. I have a problem with my brain anyway. If I fall accidentally, maybe it will turn out to be a positive."
Lu Sui just said calmly: "I told you to take it, so just take it."
Well, men riding motorcycles are the coolest. Wumangmang obediently took the helmet and put it on.
There seemed to be some residual smell of Lu Sui inside, but the smell was not bad.
I took a breath of it unconsciously when I breathed in the fog, and I thought it actually smelled okay.
When getting in the car, Wu Mangmang realized belatedly that Lu Sui was actually wearing leather pants today.
No wonder she didn't feel strange when she saw Lu Sui riding a motorcycle.
He looks like a very serious person on weekdays, but at this moment he appears lazy and decadent.
Bad guys are much more attractive than good guys.
Wu Mangmang resisted the urge to have a nosebleed, put his hands on Lu Sui's waist, and grabbed his clothes to steady himself.
If she were that old woman, I really would like to touch Lu Sui's butt.
Dear electric motor, drive on.
When the motorcycle started, Wu Mangmang couldn't help but "inadvertently" slide his hands to Lu Sui's hips.
"Don't touch me." Lu Sui's voice floated over in the wind.
Wu Mangmang blushed and quickly put her hand on his waist.
Really, why are you so sensitive
The motorcycle was going faster and faster, weaving freely among the crowd. I was so scared that I screamed several times, fearing that it would hit someone on the road.
Lu Sui seemed to speak several times, but the noise was too loud and the fog was so thick that he couldn't hear clearly. He could only keep asking, "What did you say? What did you say?"
While waiting for the car to reach the viaduct, I thoroughly experienced the feeling of speeding in the fog. In fact, the speed was not faster than a car, nor was it speeding, but the feeling of being on a motorcycle was much more exciting than a car.
My heart was pounding so hard it almost jumped out of my mouth.
Wu Mangmang couldn't help but stand up and open his arms to welcome the wind, "Ah, so comfortable!"
This action was too dangerous. Wu Mangmang only felt happy for about half a second before he quickly moved forward and hugged or strangled Lu Sui's neck.
Wu Mangmang had never ridden such an exciting motorcycle ride before, and could not help but burst into song. He hugged Lu Sui's neck and shouted at the top of his voice: "I stand in the fierce wind, wishing to get rid of the endless heartache. I look up at the sky, the clouds are moving in all directions, I hold the sword in my hand, and ask who is the hero in the world..."
It didn’t seem very satisfying, the tone was too low, Wu Mangmang improvised, “I really want to live another 500 years!”
Although Wu Mangmang sang out of tune, her singing ability was really good. She even added another sentence smoothly and freely after this sentence: "This is the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau..."
Finally, the motorcycle stopped downstairs of the foggy apartment in an extremely chic and beautiful arc.
Wu Mangmang got out of the car intoxicated, her body feeling light and fluttery. When she reached out to take off her helmet, Lu Sui's hands and feet were faster and he directly helped her unbuckle it.
Wu Mangmang had just said thank you when she saw Lu Sui leaning towards her.
When Wu Mangmang was struggling over whether to hide or not, she felt Lu Sui's breath at the tip of her nose, and she felt her body suddenly go a little soft.
"You're too noisy—"
Wumangmang suddenly became hard.
stiff.
Because Lu Sui's voice was so loud, she had to take a big step back and kept rubbing her ears, "What are you doing?!"
Lu Sui didn't say anything, he just turned around and got in the car with his helmet and started the car.
Wu Mangmang ran over quickly. Even though her ears were still ringing, she didn't care. "Did I just do this to you? I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I thought my voice couldn't penetrate the helmet."
"Don't sing in front of me next time." Lu Sui's tone seemed a little gritted teeth.
Wu Mangmang nodded, raised his hand to his forehead, saluted, and leaned on his legs, "Yes, sir."
As Lu Sui started the car and sped away, Wu Mangmang couldn't help but put his hands around his mouth like a trumpet and shouted, "Uncle, you look so handsome today!"
I don’t know if Lu Sui heard it or not, but Wu Mangmang happily jumped back to his home. It was not until he entered the door that he felt like something was missing.
After thinking for a long time, I realized that the high heels in my hand had disappeared at some point.
Pain, thousands of dollars.
Wu Mangmang regretted for a second, ran to the bathroom to take a bubble bath, and then drank red wine mixed with Sprite while soaking in the bathtub and uploading photos to Weibo.
She risked her life to take this selfie tonight.
According to a survey, more people die from taking selfies every year than from tsunamis. Fortunately, the fog was so thick tonight that it was not included in the statistics.
In the photo, she hooked one hand around Lu Sui's neck, stood on a motorcycle, and took a selfie from a top-down angle.
So heroic.
Weibo has its own strong people, and soon someone liked Lu Sui's figure. It's really strange how they can tell that he has a good figure, since only the back of his head and a few clips of his figure were shown.
The model and price of the motorcycle were also quickly revealed.
Below is a row of neatly arranged “豪” characters.
There are two private messages in the unfollowed message, as if they were an appointment.
"Are you riding in a bus that runs along the road?"
Wu Mangmang was shocked. It seemed that these two people were not only his acquaintances, but also Lu Sui's acquaintances.
Wu Mangmang took a deep breath and clicked on the other person’s Weibo, and found that one of them was using a smurf account, because the only person he followed was himself, and there was no single Weibo post.
As for the other one, the people he follows are all sorts of random and it’s hard to tell what he is about. There’s no Weibo post at all. I guess he’s afraid of revealing his identity, so this account should be a smurf.
With so much fog, it is inevitable to be curious. Who are these two people
If she asks directly, the other party will definitely not tell her, or will mislead her.
Wu Mangmang smiled and thought of a plan. She was bored anyway and since these were private messages, they would not infringe on someone's reputation, so she replied to both messages.
"What's wrong with me riding in my boyfriend's car?"
Wu Mangmang looked at his own reply and gave himself a thumbs up.
She didn't directly admit that this was Lu Sui's car, so he was not afraid even if Lu Sui wanted to sue her for spreading rumors.
Besides, bf can be boyfried or the initials of your uncle. At Lu Sui's age, it is more than enough for him to be her uncle.
"I don't believe it." The small account named "A Smooth Life" replied to Wu Mangmang's private message immediately.
Wu Mangmang basically judged that this person was a woman, and she must be having a crush on him or an open crush on him, otherwise she wouldn't be paying so much attention to him and even waiting for him to reply to his private message.
Another person named "True Self Style" replied to Wumangmang's private message the next morning, "How is your boyfriend's job?"
Wu Mangmang speculated that this person should be her male secret admirer.
Just like women like to compare who is prettier, men can't help but compare the size or length of their penises.
I shouldn't have replied.
But this is the Internet world, how can I hold back
"A big thing works well." Wu Mangmang quickly typed four words.
"What about duration and frequency?" the other party replied quickly.
Is this too detailed a question
Wu Mangmang was a little unsure. Was the other party secretly in love with him, or did he want to know Lu Sui's privacy
But who would be so bored and care so much about Lu Sui's parameters? The comparison is so blatant, I think it must be someone close to Lu Sui.
In fact, the person who could recognize Lu Sui from the one-eighth figure’s back should be someone who is very familiar with him, so Wu Mangmang still couldn’t guess who was so boring.
However, based on a woman's intuition, Wu Mangmang felt that it was most likely Ning Zheng.
But Ning Zheng manages a pharmaceutical group after all. Would he have the leisure to pay attention to her
"Half an hour, three times a day, how about you?" Wu Mangmang told Uncle Lu (bf) with all his strength, in case he found out about it in the future, he would not blame himself too much.
"Welcome to try." The other party sent a smiling face.
It's so disgusting that I can't guess who it is.
The enthusiasm was gone, and the warm-up time on Weibo before work was over. I turned around, picked up my white coat, put it on, and walked into the workshop.
It was already lunch time when Wu Mangmang picked up his phone again.
"True Sense" sent two private messages, "Okay, I won't tease you anymore, but girls should not just randomly find boyfriends, and they should not be so ignorant of common sense."
Your sister has no common sense. You say she has no common sense because you can’t do it yourself
Wu Mangmang snorted coldly.
The next message was sent half an hour ago, "Why didn't you reply?"
Uncle, do you think private messages are a chat tool with real-time replies
"What gives you the right to say that I'm just finding a boyfriend randomly? Just because you can't do it yourself, do you think others can't do it either? I think you're the one who has no common sense." Wu Mangmang replied rudely.
"Even if he can do it, you definitely won't be able to bear it." The other party replied promptly.
What?! How did he know that she couldn't stand the fog
The tone is so certain, there must be something fishy going on.
Wu Mangmang suddenly became interested, "Why?"
"He is not your boyfriend, confirmed."
A group of divine beasts ran through his mind in the fog, but his IQ was still low. He wanted to trick the other party into saying something, but ended up being tricked by him.
At this time, of course you have to refuse to admit it.
As long as you insist on not admitting your mistake, the other party will begin to doubt his own judgment.
"Haha, if you don't believe me, go ask him yourself." Then Wu Mangmang decisively turned off the screen of his phone and concentrated on eating.
But if she could resist looking at her phone, it wasn't a fog anymore. She ate while swiping her phone, and there were no more messages from the other party.