Mo Xiaona looked at her ambiguously, "Going to fall in love?"
"Should not be counted?" It was just that he couldn't drive, she volunteered to become a driver.
"Come on, just bluff Mom. Go quickly and get back early. If Mom wakes up to look for you later, even the Immortal Daluo will not be able to save you."
"Then I will go first."
Lowering his voice to say goodbye, Mo Xiaoguo tiptoed out, gently bringing the door out.
…
Saying goodbye to the group, Mu Beicheng walked out of the club and threw the car key to the doorman.
He didn't care anymore, just took out his cell phone to make a call.
but…
At that end, no one listened.
He was slightly lost.
Fell asleep
Just thinking about it, the familiar Hummer slowly drove over. He bowed his head while composing a message, and walked towards his car.
When he got to the driver's seat, he didn't look up, but knocked on the window to signal the other person to get off.
However, the door never opened. The people inside seemed to have not noticed his gesture.
He realized that there seemed to be something wrong until the information was half compiled. He raised his head suspiciously and went to pull the car door. However, the door of the car was firmly locked, making him unable to open it at all.
frown. Staring coldly at the shadow in the car.
So, has he met a car thief now
However, if it is a car thief, would it be too stupid to drive the car here? The camera has taken the whole process down, wouldn't he be unclear
"Hey! Come down! I don't want to call the police." He was still calm, put the phone in his pocket, and continued knocking on the window with his fingers.
The door did not open.
Instead, the windows slowly lowered.
A smiling face suddenly appeared.
"Mr. Mu, are you in a bad mood? Why do you want to call the police?"
Blink, amused. The elbow is bent, resting on the car window.
The action was clearly frivolous, but she did it so cute.
Mu Beicheng's expression changed again and again, and finally he couldn't help but laugh.
He didn't go around to the front passenger seat, but bowed his head and fixed his eyes on her protruding little face.
"Are all the doormen in this club changed to women now?"
"Only this one." Mo Xiaoguo smiled and cooperated with him, and then looked pitifully, "Because I was fired from the company, other companies refused to take me in. So I had to come here to be a doorman!"
"No other company is willing to take you in? It's really pitiful." Mu Beicheng raised his eyebrows, pretending to be sympathetic. "Should I take you in?"
"Ok?"
Mu Beicheng suddenly bowed his head and approached her.
The tip of the nose almost touched each other.
She was taken aback, and she wanted to back down subconsciously, but he reached out and hugged the back of her head.
Long fingers, threaded into her soft hair, his nose had the mellow aroma of wine, an unusually good smell, and a heart-pounding ambiguity that made Mo Xiaoguo's heart beating.
Without waiting for her to regain consciousness, his tall nose was affectionately attached to her small nose, with the slight coolness of the night.
"Mo Xiaoguo, be my woman, let me take you in!" His long eyelashes almost brushed her cheeks. The smile in his eyes is as gorgeous as the stars in the night sky.
Mo Xiaoguo was dumbfounded for a moment.
His lips moved, and I didn't know what to do for a while. The pink lips glow softly under the street lamp, light and alluring.
Mu Beicheng held the car window with one hand, and slowly moved her lips from the back with one hand, his long fingers were soft and ambiguous.
That body temperature, accompanied by his breath, was as hot as a flame. Mo Xiaoguo was instantly drunk by him, and could only feel his touch with breath.
At that moment...
Time seems to freeze bit by bit. A single street lamp has become so gorgeous and moving at this moment.
Under the blurry light and shadow, the man in front of him was so charming and calm. His "acceptance" seems to be able to accommodate all the grievances in her heart and the sadness she has endured in the past, and then heal it easily.
The four lips are entangled in a natural way.
The soft kisses gradually turned into gusts of wind and rain. Especially, he who is slightly drunk, can't suppress his feelings, kisses completely forgetting himself.
Mo Xiaoguo was kissed so much that he couldn't find Nan. I can only rely on instinct to stick out his arms and hug his neck firmly, raise his small face, and offer his lips boldly and enthusiastically.
The star pupils are blurred and radiant.
Everything tonight...
All are so charming, so exciting...
until…
'Beep-beep-beep-' The reputation of the three horns suddenly interrupted the kiss between the two.
Behind is a BMW.
The unfamiliar driver poked his head out and yelled: "Hey! Brother, why do you take your woman to the hotel to kiss you, don't you leave it here to make the big guy greedy?"
day!
Mo Xiaoguo suddenly recovered and pushed Mu Beicheng away.
What a shame, I lost my grandma's house!
"You get in the car soon." Mo Xiaoguo urged him annoyed.
On the other hand, Mu Beicheng, not only was he calm, he was also in a good mood to talk to the people behind him, "Yes, brother, you have taught me what you said, let's go now."
After that, he turned his head and looked at Mo Xiaoguo.
The eyes were ambiguous, with a little bit of evil intentions.
day!
What is he doing? Not shame enough!
Mo Xiaoguo was ashamed and angry, and simply didn't bother to talk to him anymore, and quickly closed the car window.
Only then did Mu Beicheng walk around to the passenger seat.
…
Mo Xiaoguo didn't dare to neglect at all, and immediately stepped on the accelerator to rush the car away.
"Hey hey hey! Slow down! It's the peak time and there are more cars." Mu Beicheng quickly reminded, looking at her sideways, with an unconcealable smile in his eyes.
Mo Xiaoguo was uncomfortable all over by him.
Slow down and let out a dry cough, "What are you looking at me laughing at?"
"Just now, if you didn't answer, I will take it as your default."
"What are you talking about?" Mo Xiaoguo was kissed so badly by him, the conversation just now has been thrown out of the sky.
Mu Beicheng straightened his face, looked at her, and repeated it seriously, "From now on, you are my Mu Beicheng woman!"
and so…
From then on, she will label him
She had never thought about this situation before. But now...
feeling not bad.
Look at each other for a few seconds.
Heart, shaking abnormally.
This point is when the city center is congested.
Mo Xiaoguo held the steering wheel and drove seriously. Occasionally, he looked sideways and found that Mu Beicheng was leaning on the back seat, lazily closing his eyes. The light outside the window occasionally swept across that face, and the three-dimensional features became more and more handsome.
Looking at it like this, even the heart is soft.
"Asleep?" asked softly, her voice soft as dandelion under the infection of the night.
Jun eyebrows raised, Mu Beicheng turned sideways slightly, letting himself face her. With one arm resting on the back of his head, his narrow eyes narrowed slightly, only a thin slit opened, but the eyes watching her were extremely hot.
"I didn't listen to your call, I thought you were asleep."
"I came here long ago." Her eyes were still on the road.
Because of the large number of vehicles, she drives very attentively, and occasionally feels a little nervous. The expression was particularly vivid, and her sexy little mouth fluttered lightly with the changes in her expression, as beautiful as slowly blooming petals.
With a thought, Mu Beicheng suddenly reached out and took her right hand.
The palm is hot.
She was startled and didn't immediately turn her face to look at him, but looked down at the five fingers slowly entangled by him. Fingers clasped tightly, abnormal heartbeat...
The road ahead was very congested at the moment, and she slowly stopped the car with one hand.
Mumbled: "There is a traffic jam."
"It doesn't matter, we have time." Mu Beicheng replied lazily.
She smiled and turned to look at him.
Meeting his deep gaze, the lake of heart rippled. A rare warmth circulates in the narrow space of the carriage.
"I used to think that traffic jam was a waste of time. I wish I could give the car two wings." Mu Beicheng sighed, playing with her fingers carelessly, but staring straight at her. Xu was slightly drunk, his eyes were direct and violent, without a trace of evasion, Mo Xiaoguo blushed and heartbeat.
"Well... Just be patient." The voice turned soft unexpectedly.
Suddenly he exerted force in his hands.
Mo Xiaoguo let out a soft cry, and in the next instant, he was already pulled to his chest. Before he could get back to the struggle, his slender waist was firmly entangled by his sturdy right arm, but the big palm never let go of her hand, but was cut behind him at the same time.
This posture made Mo Xiaoguo blush at the moment.
After struggling with temptation, Mu Beicheng's one arm was tied tighter. With the other hand, slowly lifted her hair scattered on her face, so that her entire face was exposed in front of him.
The slight touch of the finger stretched her nerves. Mo Xiaoguo held her breath, her heartstrings tense. He didn't dare to look at him much, but looked away timidly.
"Mo Xiaoguo, look at me." Mu Beicheng whispered, fingers inserted between her hair, thumbs on her pearly earlobes, and rubbed back and forth. Obviously it was a random move, but it happened to be full of sex, making her earlobe hot immediately, and her neck was red.
Looking at him, his eyes darkened and he suddenly asked: "Have anyone really hurt you in the past 20 years?"
"Huh?" The question he asked was thoughtless, and Mo Xiaoguo was confused for a while, and only looked at him in confusion.
"Then I'll make an analogy." Mu Beicheng played with her earlobe, his eyes fixed on her, as if he did not want to let go of her expression for a moment, "Now Liu Dan hurts you like this, in the future, if she apologizes to you , Is it possible for you to forgive her?"
Although she was puzzled how he would suddenly mention this, mentioning the disappointing Liu Dan, she still replied after thinking about it for a while: "Look at her attitude of admitting mistakes. If it's just a perfunctory apology, I can't forgive her."
"So, if you are sincere, is it okay to forgive her?" He continued to test.
Tilted his head, thought carefully, shook his head, nodded again, and said uncertainly: "Maybe."
"So... you are someone who can easily forgive others?" After Mu Beicheng hooked the hair of her ear temples to the pinna, watching her snow-white ears turn red a little bit, he only felt very heartbeat.
"No." Mo Xiaoguo seemed to chat with interest, half propped up and looked at him with her head down, her hair hanging from the top to his chest, "In fact, it depends on who and what. If it's a friend like Liu Dan hurt me like that, I’m afraid it’s hard to convince myself to forgive her. It’s the saddest thing to be hurt by a trusted friend."
Mu Beicheng was startled, a dark light flashed across his eyes, and complex emotions surged.
He suddenly couldn't imagine what a terrible situation would be when everything was said to be clear.
"What's the matter?" Seeing that her expression seemed a bit wrong, she looked at him suspiciously, "Why are you asking this suddenly? Hmm... Could it be... You..."
She is very sensitive.
Staring straight at him.
"Don't think about it." He, who had always been daring to act, suddenly realized that he had completely lost the effort to bear everything. Holding her tighter with one arm is a strong guarantee, "I won't hurt you. At least...in the future, never!"