The restaurant was chosen by Lu Jiaheng, and he finally ate Japanese food.
If three years ago, Gu Han dared to joke or something, now he is completely quiet as a chicken.
The roommate and the school grass went from the first year of love to the fourth year, and only knew what kind of experience it was when graduation was approaching.
Gu Han felt a little sad.
A few people sat down at the table, Lu Jiaheng went to answer the phone, and as soon as they left, Gu Han looked at Chu Zhi with resentful eyes.
Chu Zhi was also a little guilty, she straightened her neck when she saw it, lowered her head obediently, and admitted her mistake in a low voice: "Don't be angry, I was wrong."
Gu Han looked at her sadly: "Don't say it, you and Ben didn't take me as a friend."
Wen Hao brought the sake to the table, Chu Zhi held it in both hands and handed it to her, looking at her with a small face, looking at her with a smile: "President Gu, save the beer."
Gu Han narrowed his eyes: "Come and give me a cup?"
As soon as he said it was handed over, Chuzhi squeezed two small cups and came over.
The two leaned against each other across the table. Chuzhi's arms were short, which made it a little difficult. The distance between the two of them was getting closer, and their wrists crossed each other. Chuzhi was a little embarrassed.
Because Gu Han shouted that he was going to have a drink with Lu Jiaheng, a few people also ate and strolled all afternoon and were not very hungry, so they chose the home wine house. , Ba sighed and felt it carefully.
The first time she drank sake, she thought it was much better than beer, and the beer was bitter, and on the few occasions she drank beer, she just wanted to burp.
After three cups, Lu Jiaheng came back, followed by a few packs of cold beer.
Gu Han and Lin Tong are both villains and crazy, just after a few people ate a small pot of sake, she got excited, pushed a cup of ice cream in front of Lu Jiaheng, and said solemnly: "Senior, you are not kind, we are a treasure like Chu Xiaozhi. Little girl, you cheated without making a sound, and it will take years if you cheat."
Lu Jiaheng took it, his fingertips rubbed against the wall of the glass of cold beer, and the water droplets rolled down.
He chuckled and nodded: "It's my fault, it should be punished, I'll finish this cup first."
Gu Han: "… "
Lin Tong: "…"
Xue Niannan: "..."
Gu Han feels that this place can't be found again. Her highest record is eight bottles of beer. Although there are no broken pieces, it is almost the same. She already feels that she is half a hero. And they are not at the same level.
Chu Zhi held a glass of plum wine, pinched a straw and poked at the ice cubes inside to play, watching Lu Jiaheng cluck and dry with a jerk.
He tilted his head slightly, his neck pulled into a neat vertical line, and his Adam's apple rolled with swallowing.
Drops of water dripped from the wall of the cold beer glass, flowing down his neck, meandering all the way down and sliding into the collar of his shirt.
There is a kind of unbridled sexiness that makes the salivary glands active again without knowing it.
Chuzhi's face was a little hot, not sure if it was the effect of the few glasses of sake she just drank.
She bulged her cheeks and lowered her eyes, put down her chopsticks, and rubbed her ears furtively.
Lu Jiaheng reached the bottom of his cup and pushed Kong Zha to the table next to him. He calmly pulled it to the front without changing his expression, and just raised his eyes.
Gu Han is extremely aware of the current affairs and moves his hands, and honestly admits his counsel: "Brother-in-law, I surrender."
It was already night when they came out of the izakaya, Gu Han and Lin Tong sang the national anthem in unison, and Chu Zhi jumped up and down beside him to applaud, raising his arms to draw a triangle like a concert conductor.
Only Xue Niannan was awake, she called in advance, Father Xue drove the car to pick them up, and dragged the two girls into the car, Xue Niannan looked at Chu Zhi in Lu Jiaheng's arms: "Azhi hand it over to the car. is you."
Lu Jiaheng said "um" and watched her get in the car.
Father Xue's car drove away, Lu Jiaheng lowered his eyes and looked at the little girl in his arms.
Chu Zhi leaned in his arms obediently, with her small head drooping, clasped her fingers and recited the "Guide for Disciples".
The soft and glutinous voice, with drunkenness, vaguely said:
"Winter is warm, summer is hot..."
"In the morning you will save, in the evening you will be determined..."
"What's behind, what's..."
She rubbed her eyes, muttered something, and then made herself laugh, giggling with a quivering little shoulder.
Lu Jiaheng laughed, thinking that she was pretty good when she was drunk, so she honestly played with herself.
He raised his hand and squeezed her little cheek: "Little alcoholic."
Chu Zhi looked up.
She looked at him with big watery eyes, her eyes were slightly red, and her expression was confused.
He raised his hand and scratched the tip of her wrinkled nose: "Go home."
Lu Jiaheng was drunk and couldn't drive, so the car was left there, and the two took a taxi back.
The lights were bright at night. Lu Jiaheng sat in the back seat of the taxi with Chu Zhi. She huddled in his arms and moved dishonestly the whole time. She whispered and giggled all by herself.
like a little fool.
The air conditioner in the taxi was fully on, Chu Zhi felt like a fire was burning in her body, and now she felt even hotter.
Lu Jiaheng pulled her jacket to keep her from moving, and held it tightly in his arms.
Chu Zhi was extremely uncomfortable, and she arched back and forth like a small loach, trying to get rid of his shackles.
Lu Jiaheng lowered her eyes, tightened her arms around her, and deliberately pressed her throat: "Be good, or I won't let you go."
Chu Zhi, who was still very unhappy at first, glared at him with big eyes. Hearing the words, she was dazed for more than ten seconds and became aggrieved.
She looked up at him aggrievedly, her rosy lips were deflated, her eyes were wet, and in the next second, crystal tears filled a circle: "Lu Jiaheng..."
Lu Jiaheng's heart is soft and numb.
Chuzhi called him, pitifully, tears rolled down his eyes in the blink of an eye.
She burst into tears and said nonsense: "I teach you to read the rules of discipleship, you don't want me..."
"… "
Lu Jiaheng didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he sighed, raised his hand, gently wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with his index finger knuckles, held someone on his lap and hugged him in his arms: "I'm teasing you, I want you to want you, at the beginning The first baby is so nice."
Chu Zhi blinked, rubbed her head sideways on his palm, and raised her arms around his neck.
His head rubbed against his chest for a while, then raised his head again, staring straight at him with red eyes.
The light from the street lamps and car lights outside the window dyed into her eyes, shining brightly.
Lu Jiaheng pursed her lips and looked at her, but no one moved.
Her arms suddenly pressed down, hooking his neck down, and the man sat on his lap and ran up, with his small neck stuck, and kissed his lips.
Lu Jiaheng was caught off guard and was startled by her.
Her lips were hot, her breath smelled of alcohol, she clumsily held the part of his lower lip, and the soft tip of her tongue licked around indiscriminately.
Lu Jiaheng turned his head to the side, clasped her shoulder with one hand, and moved his head back to draw a distance.
The lips and tongue were separated, and the tip of her tongue was still sticking out, with saliva, crystal clear.
Chu Zhi looked at him blankly.
In the taxi, the driver's eyes swept through the rearview mirror intentionally or unintentionally.
Lu Jiaheng lowered his eyes and gave him a cold look from the rearview mirror.
The driver hurriedly looked away.
Lu Jiaheng raised his hand, pressed the back of her head, and clasped her small head on his shoulder: "Lie down for a while, I'll be home soon."
"I don't want it." Chu Zhi muttered, stubbornly strangling her neck to compete with him, trying to lift it up.
He was very strong, and she was still pressed firmly after a lot of effort. Chu Zhi was almost dying of anger, and bit down on the side of his neck with an "ah woo", not letting go.
Lu Jiaheng made a "hiss", rubbed her hair, and coaxed her in a low voice: "Chuchu, don't bite, it hurts a lot."
The puppy Chuzhi seemed to have also listened, and slowly, reluctantly let go, and two seconds later, the warm and soft tip of the tongue touched the place she had bitten before, and it was as delicate as it was soothing. across, licking inch by inch.
Lu Jiaheng froze all over, and tightened the five fingers gripping the back of her head.
She was buried in his neck, and her dark little head was not honest for a moment, rubbing back and forth, kissing and licking all the way up the side of the neck, along the chin, and stopped at the skin behind the ears.
She kissed for a while, then stopped, murmuring sticky nonsense in his ear, laughing silly, saying enough, her lips were pressed again, clumsily licking and biting randomly.
Lu Jiaheng put one hand behind her head, looked straight ahead, licked his lips, and tried his best to suppress his breathing.
Less than an hour's drive, like a century has passed.
As soon as the taxi stopped, Lu Jiaheng took Zhang from his wallet and handed it over. Without waiting for the money, he hugged someone and opened the door to get out of the car.
The wind was cold at night, Chu Zhi shrank her shoulders, raised her head, her two short legs swayed twice, and voluntarily obeyed his waist.
Lu Jiaheng carried her to the elevator, she curled up with him, her lips searched from the side of her ear to her lips, like a baby bird waiting to be fed, eagerly searching for something in his mouth.
He gasped heavily, and with a ding-dong, the elevator door slowly opened.
Lips and teeth intertwined, Lu Jiaheng took out the key with one hand, opened the door, and ducked in.
With a "bang" sound, the door was slammed, followed by the muffled sound of the body hitting the door panel.
Lu Jiaheng supported her back with one hand to prevent her from being hit and hurt, and pressed the person against the door heavily, breathing heavily.
Like a frog being boiled by her warm water, she played slowly all the way.
Slowly, but even more annoying.
The nerves are about to burst.
His attack was quick and violent, like a manic beast whose wildness was stirred up. In comparison, she just seemed like a child's play.
Chu Zhi tilted her head slightly in confusion and accepted it with difficulty, her lips and teeth were entangled, and the saliva that was too late to swallow flowed down the corners of her lips.
After a long time, he let go of her lips, and the tip of his tongue tickled the water from the corner of the girl's lips.
Her coat had already fallen to the ground, and Lu Jiaheng hugged her and turned around to enter the room and walked to the bedroom. There was a rustling sound, and her clothes fell all over the floor, revealing the girl's thin white shoulders and slender waist.
Lu Jiaheng leaned over, knelt on one knee beside the bed, and placed the person on the soft big bed.
The moonlight poured down the window, the light was shining and faint, on the dark gray bed sheet, the girl lay naked on it, her exposed skin was shockingly white, her long hair spread out, her wet eyes were red, and she looked at him in confusion. .
Like a sacrifice brought to the altar, and like a demon who came to suck his blood and fascinate his mind.
He bowed his head to kiss her, down the delicate chin, to his neck and all the way down, sucking on the rosy tip.
Chu Zhi trembled non-stop, raised her arms around his neck, hugged his head tightly, and sent her limp body up, making vague moans, as if whimpering for help.
Alcohol fermented, her consciousness was hazy and blurred, her soft voice was crying, and she called his name over and over again, "Lu Jiaheng..."
He murmured: "I'm..."
Chu Zhi cried out in distress, her legs tucked between his waist and rubbed randomly and helplessly, sobbing, her fingertips pinched into his shoulder, "It's uncomfortable... Lu Jiaheng... I'm uncomfortable... "
Lu Jiaheng supported the bed with both hands, raised his head, and kissed the tears that rolled from the corners of her eyes.
Sweat dripped from his forehead, his teeth were clenched tightly, and the line of his jaw was taut.
Every sound she called him was like a string on his heart, tightening slowly, inch by inch.
She is the sin and the only redemption.