However, other than that, I found something wrong with Lou Shumo.
Haven't I always been lying in that dark drawer? But since that night, Lou Shumo actually put me on the pillow of his big bed? !
Please, no one puts condoms on their pillows, brother, are you sick? ! Or have you researched condoms to the point of becoming obsessed? ! I was ranting.
In this way, these days, I seem to be sharing the same bed with Lou Shumo. When I look at him from this angle, I can see his distinct eyelashes, and those sexy thin lips, even when he sleeps. My breath seemed to be sprayed on my face, making me itchy.
Moreover, this person is not honest when sleeping, he always steals a hand at me, pinches my cheek with his hand, or rubs me with his mouth, so that I can't relax my vigilance, always worried that he will sneak attack.
Of course, in the eyes of outsiders, it was just that Lou Shumo accidentally rubbed the condom he put next to his pillow when he was sleeping.
However, I remember that Lou Shumo was quite honest when he slept before
Why did this happen suddenly.
This Friday at two o'clock in the afternoon, eight members of our club had no class, so they made an appointment to watch a funny movie "Strawberry No Grass", which was recently released.
Because Lou Shumo had a car, he said in advance that he would take me to the cinema, so I set off with Lou Shumo at 1:30 noon that day.
Lou Shumo was wearing a very loose gray sports jacket and sweatpants today, which showed his handsome temperament, and he greeted me naturally as soon as he came up.
However, when I thought about what happened that night, I was always extremely unnatural to him. After blinking my eyes, I said to Lou Shumo, "Senior, good morning, no noon!"
After Lou Shumo drove the car out of the parking lot, we were still in an awkward stalemate. After all, I didn't talk much to him.
As the president, Lou Shumo still took the initiative to find topics, and most of them asked me about my studies.
It's just that now I don't have the heart to listen to him at all.
Because from the moment I first met Lou Shumo, I always felt that there was something thick and long against my ass. At first I thought it was Lou Shumo who was walking side by side with me, but I looked at him. Both hands were in the pockets of the jacket, apparently ruling out suspicion.
But I'm looking back and there's no one, so what is this apparent touch
Before I got in the car, that thing had been slapping my ass rhythmically, and as soon as I got in the car, I felt that thing was caught between my buttocks and pressed against my skin. Why does it feel like the touch when Lou Shumo is wearing a condom.
But Lou Shumo is clearly in front of me now, so it's impossible to study condoms
After thinking about it, I finally came to the conclusion that recently, because of the frequent exposure to this and that, my sense of touch has been disturbed and I have had sequelae.
When I arrived at the entrance of the movie theater, I felt a little hot, because that thing kept harassing my butt all the time, and Lou Shumo was sitting next to me. Weird mentality.
So, when I got out of the car and closed the door, I uncomfortably reached out and kneaded my butt a few times, trying to dispel the weird touch.
Because my actions were a bit indecent in the public, so when I looked back to see if there was anyone, I saw Lou Shumo looking at me with a complicated look, and at that time my hand was still on my ass, embarrassed I had to explain to Lou Shumo: "I... my butt is itchy."
"... Hmm." Lou Shumo's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and responded.
After Lou Shumo parked the car, we could finally enter the cinema, and the rest of the club members were waiting there with popcorn.
Because we all gave Lou Shumo the money to let him buy the tickets together, so we are all waiting for our president to pick up the tickets.
After Lou Shumo got the tickets, he could just check the tickets and queue up to enter the venue. After entering our movie hall, I originally wanted to go to the 6th row with other members, but I didn't expect my feet to step there. In a row, he was pulled by Lou Shumo next to him.
"Xiaoyu, our position is in the last row." After Lou Shumo finished speaking, he took my hand and walked to the last row.
After he was seated, Lou Shumo explained to me that because there were no 8 consecutive vacancies, the extra two people could only go to the last row.
"..." Looking at the sixth row, which is far away from us, I fell into doubt in my heart, is it really because there is not enough space? But why is the movie about to start and no one sits around us? And I see a lot of empty seats in the fifth and seventh rows. Even if you don't have eight consecutive seats, you can choose to sit in the front and back rows of members, right? Why choose in the last row
In this regard, I did not continue to ask questions. Maybe Lou Shumo thought I was stupid and thought I couldn't see his little thought.
After the movie was played, the surroundings began to darken, and my heart was beating like thunder. The last row of the movie theater is often called the best place for couples to make out.
And now, in the last row, only Lou Shumo and I are.