On the way back, Song Pianran sat in the back seat of the electric car, and I drove him. His long legs curled up aggrievedly on the narrow pedals, sandwiched my buttocks, and the inner thighs leaned against the outer sides of my legs. The road was really bumpy. When the car was driving, our legs always Rubbing and rubbing, strangely uncomfortable.
It was pitch-dark, I didn't pay attention, the car stepped on a small dirt bag, and Song Pianran and I swayed in unison. He leaned up and lay on my back, and his legs clamped me tighter. .
I don't know why, but my whole body seemed to be surrounded by a hot soldering iron, and there was a burst of heat where Song Pianran was attached.
His chest was pressed against my back, and I could feel his heartbeat through the two thin layers of fabric.
I didn't dare to move, for fear that if I rubbed it again, it would rub and catch fire.
"Boss, you are too tight, can you relax a little?"
Song Pianran's legs were like two iron hoops, tightly surrounding me, I was really embarrassed, so I had to remind him.
"It's not all because you are too young and your skills are too poor."
Song Pianran complained and sat back a little.
"Not small," I muttered, "it's not because you're too long."
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In an instant, the atmosphere was stagnant, and the air was still.
After saying this, I reacted suddenly.
I have been fighting with Xipi fans for a long time, and I already know Xipi culture like the back of my hand. The r18 fanfiction I have seen can be compressed to 10 G. Just in the conversation just now, I can make up at least 28 scenes and 18 body positions.
If I could have one skill, it would be painless severing.
If time can be reversed, I am willing to exchange the remaining 1786.87 yuan in my Yu'ebao to make the time go back 30 seconds.
If there is really regret medicine in the world, I am willing to buy it with one of my kidneys and half a catty of blood.
However, a famous Malaysian female singer once sang, no if.
The only thing I hope now is that Song Pianran doesn't actually understand the extended meaning of Huang|violence under the gentle surface of this dialogue.
"cough cough..."
After a while, Song Pianran coughed lightly and said uncomfortably, "What I said is that your car is too small, and your driving skills are too poor."
He understands! Why does Song Pianran understand this!
My only hope was also dashed.
Although I have already performed the eighteen styles of scratching the wall in my heart, I still have to pretend to be calm and calm on the surface.
I straightened my back, trying to convey to Song Pianran through my limbs that I am upright, I am straight, I am straighter than the flagpole.
"Oh," I said sternly, "I said that your legs are too tight. My car is not small, but your legs are too long."
Song Pianran extended her knees a little: "It seems that we are talking about the same thing."
"Hmm!" I nodded frantically, almost throwing off the helmet, "That's what we're talking about, nothing else!"
So if we're talking about the same thing, why bother to explain it
I secretly glanced at the rearview mirror, and found that Song Pianran's face was a little red, and then I looked at myself, my face was like a monkey's butt, and it wasn't much better.
I couldn't help but think about the conversation just now, and I always felt that something was wrong.
I said that Song Pianran was too tight, and Song Pianran said that I was too young and my skills were poor.
Literally, I'm the one above! Then I am not at a loss!
I don't know why, but I'm a little happy when I'm even straighter than the flagpole.
It was past ten o'clock at night when we returned to Chunyuan Community. Xiao Tao and the others had all left, but Ran Shuai also went back to sleep in the nest.
I don't plan to go home at this point, I plan to spend the night in the rest room on the first floor.
I applied to Song Pianran and asked if I could stay overnight. I slept on the sofa in the lounge, which would definitely not affect him, and I could get up early tomorrow to help him walk the dog.
Unexpectedly, Song Pianran was very good at talking today. Not only did he agree, but he also asked me to rest in the guest room on the third floor.
I was flattered and followed him upstairs.
Song Pianran threw me a set of his pajamas, and I went to bed after taking a shower, only to find that there was only one big bed in the guest room, not even a quilt.
Song Pianran was careless and would definitely not notice this.
I opened the cupboard and saw that it was empty, throwing a box of dehumidifier and a can of laundry freshener.
It's so late that I'm really embarrassed to call Song Pianran again. I went to Xiao Tao's seat on the first floor and picked up a small shawl that she put on during her lunch break. I plan to fall asleep all night.
This day has been filled with a huge amount of information. As soon as my head touched the pillow, drowsiness flooded in overwhelmingly.
In a daze, I heard someone open the door, followed by footsteps.
One hand lifted the small shawl that was draped over me and covered me with a quilt.
Soft, very soft.
Am I dreaming? In my dream, Santa Claus gave me a quilt.
"Stupid as hell."
It wasn't Santa Claus, it was Song Pianran.
You say how annoying Song Pianran is, I could hear him scold me in my dreams.
Song Pianran tucked the corners under my chin, and then gently put my hands that were drooping on the edge of the bed back into the quilt.
I must be dreaming, only in the dream can Song Pianran be so kind to me.
"Good night."
Song Pianran said softly.
Immediately afterwards, a piece of feather floated on my forehead, just a little bit, with the scent of lemon, and was blown away by the wind.
I wanted to grab the feather, but my eyelids were so heavy and my body was so heavy that I couldn't lift my hands.
The door was gently closed.
I fell into a lemony dream.
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