"Oh, you still confessed?" He Hongye twitched his lips, not knowing whether it was a laugh or a mockery.
"A fair lady, a gentleman is so good, why can't I confess?!" He Huai blushed anxiously and his neck was thick.
"Oh, what's the result? People didn't like you at all..." A knowing blow.
He Huai was embarrassed and furious.
"Okay," He Hongye raised his hand and patted his son on the shoulder, "I will meet better in the future."
"No more." Shen Hou is unique.
"Ahuai, you have to know that fate can't be forced, and people live a lifetime. How can everything go well?"
He Huai did not answer.
Everyone knows the truth, but if you really want to accept it, there are a few who can always be calm.
He Hongye knew that he couldn't ask for it, so he finished saying what should be said and persuaded what should be persuaded, so he no longer pressed on, he had to give his stupid son some time to buffer.
In this compartment, some people are frustrated and sorrowful;
Quan Hanting reached the parking lot with a half-frame and half-wrapped Shen Hun, his big palm fastened to the woman's slender side waist like an iron lock.
"I'm not drunk!" Shen Wei repeated for the Nth time.
"Good boy, don't make trouble."
Shen Hou was speechless, and the conscience of heaven and earth, her drinking volume was not so bad. Although there is no chance to socialize in this life, thanks to the experience of the beer girl in the previous life, not to mention a thousand glasses of not being drunk, I can drink a lot.
What's more, she ate some vegetables to cushion her belly before drinking, and when the night breeze blew, she was so sober.
But there is a kind of drunk in this world, called "boyfriend thought you were drunk".
Quan Hanting: "Dizzy? Do you want to vomit? Do you want to drink water?"
Shen Hou: "No dizziness, no vomiting, no thirsty."
"..."
After getting in the car, Shen Hun didn't let Quan Hanting help, so he buckled the seat belt and proved that she was not drunk with actual actions.
Quan Hanting smiled and touched her face, and praised her: "It's so smart. Even if you are drunk, you still know how to wear a seat belt."
Shen Hou: "..."
To the back, she didn't bother to explain, closed her eyes and leaned back in the chair to rest.
About forty minutes later, the black Mercedes stopped at the gate of Dongli Mountain Villa.
Quan Hanting got out of the car, walked around to the other side, opened the co-pilot door, and hugged Shen Wei without a word.
"Huh?" The woman woke up and opened her eyes suddenly.
It took a long time to realize that I was being held, and I looked around in a blink of an eye. Familiar buildings, familiar flowers and trees, and a full moon on the horizon set off the depth of the night.
A man's voice rarely reveals a gentleness, in a quiet environment, there is an inexplicable hoarseness and sexy.
"Baby, you are drunk, you will rest here tonight, I will send you back tomorrow morning."
Not a question.
At this time, if Shen Hun still didn't understand this person's intentions, his mind would be for nothing.
"Why, want to keep me for the night?" Xiaoshan raised his eyebrows and smiled fascinatingly.
"You are drunk, how do you go back?"
Shen Hou stared and declared again: "I'm not drunk!"
"A person who is drunk will never say that he is drunk." He was already holding her and walking inside.
"Kwon Hanting, play a rogue with me, right?"
"Good boy, called Ah Ting."
"Frankly explain, what is your conspiracy? Huh?" Shen Hou stretched out his index finger and poked him in the chest.
"You'll know when you go upstairs."
Master bedroom.
Quan Hanting kicked the door closed, and then let Shen Hou down.
As soon as she landed on the ground, before she could make any movements, she was pushed against the wall by the man, her back pressed against the wall, and hot kisses followed.
Shen Hou was forced to bear it, vaguely foreseeing what would happen next.
Said, she herself feels incredible. The man who had been in the hot spring villa for a night has now become her righteous boyfriend, and is still acting unscrupulously.
Destiny is so wonderful.
"Hi..." Shen Hou's eyebrows tightened.
This guy actually bit her.
Quan Hanting stepped back a little bit, but his lips were still on her lips, and he smiled and reminded: "Concentrate."
"Suddenly thought of the hot spring villa..."
The man paused, his eyes dimmed.
God knows, every night Xiao thinks about her, those charming and fragrant pictures unconsciously come to mind.
His toughness, her softness.
He fought hard, but she couldn't bear it.
Everything is intertwined into a splendid and bright picture, which is deeply inscribed in the memory like a brand. Whenever I think of it, it is infinitely moved.
Now, the person who is missing is in his arms, and he can do whatever he wants to do.
Quan Hanting felt the excitement of jumping in his blood, and the shock of surging in his soul.
Want her!
There has never been such a strong desire.
"Hou Hou, is it okay?" In the end, all desires were forcibly suppressed by him and turned into a cautious question.
"Didn't you say that I was drunk? Do you want to take advantage of the danger?"
"..." What does it mean to shoot yourself in the foot? That's it.
Shen Hou smiled even more, deliberately watching him jokes.
Quan Hanting endured the violent blue veins in his temples, and his dark eyes were dark and deep, as if they could drip ink. They should have been vast and engulf the world, but now they can only see her reflection alone.
So clear, so deep.
"Houhou..." He softened his tone, with a touch of coquetry and pleading.
Shen Hou looked at Quan Hanting, who was completely different from the usual one, and felt that he was so lost... Moe
"Houhou..."
More grievances.
She looked at him quietly, without speaking, with a seductive arc of her smiling mouth.
After a long while, Quan Hanting finally retreated under that watch.
The originally straight back collapsed suddenly, as if it had lost its support, his eyes were obviously disappointed, from bright to dim, but it only lasted for two seconds before returning to normal.
He raised his hand and held the woman's shoulders, even if he was rejected, he was still gentle, never showing any anger or venting.
"Houhou, I won't force you. The only person who can sleep next to you in this life is me! I live in the same bed and die in the same hole."
"... You have come to me."
Quan Hanting turned around in embarrassment, glanced at the disobedient one, dropped the sentence "I'll take a shower", and strode towards the bathroom.
Three points are messy, seven points are in a hurry.
Suddenly, a warm body came up from behind, and the woman's slender arms passed through both sides of her waist, and finally her hands clasped tightly in front of his lower abdomen.
Quan Hanting froze.
"Although I am drunk, I don't mind letting you take advantage of others."
"Hou Hou..." in a husky voice than before, "Do you know what you are doing?"
"Of course, I will tell you with practical actions—you want me."
The man's heart pounded, almost out of his chest cavity: "Are you...serious?"
"But there is a condition."
"What, what conditions?"
"You can't be like the first time, seconds..."
Although she speaks quietly, what kind of ear power is Quan Hanting? Naturally, I heard it clearly, and immediately wanted to find a place to get in and hide.
But in the end, he couldn't bear this opportunity...
A chance to kiss Fangze.
Turning around, he squeezed her into his arms, "That was an accident! It is absolutely impossible to happen a second time!"
The man hugged too tightly, and Shen Hu's face was forced to be buried in his arms, naturally missing the embarrassment that flashed on Quan Hanting's face, and the determination in his eyes to regain his power.
The long night is long and charming.
Shen Hun was already tired on his stomach, bare back and buried his head in the pillow.
It seems that her physical training is not enough, otherwise, how could she be dying? On the other hand, someone is full of energy.
Quan Hanting dug her out of the quilt, and Shen Hou's pupils shrank with fright, and his hairs stood up—
"I don't want it anymore, you let go."
This little crying voice sounds so pitiful.
God knows how miserable she was being squeezed. I would not post it if I knew it. Isn't it okay to turn off the lights and sleep in An'an
It's all because this man pretended to be too pitiful, otherwise how could she relax her heart, and finally cut the land for compensation, exaggerating it!
"What do you want?" Quan Hanting laughed, and patted her on the shoulder comfortingly, like a baby, "I am not a beast."
Shen Hui curled his lips, "Then why are you pulling my quilt?"
"Sweat all over, don't plan to wash?"
Don't say it or not, as soon as Shen Hou said it, he felt sticky and sweaty.
There is her own, and somebody's.
"I blame you!"
Right now, Quan Hanting was surprisingly easy to talk: "Yes, yes, I blame it all, I blame it all..."
Shen Hou: "What time is it?"
"... Three o'clock in the morning."
"..."
"I just want to take you to the bathroom for a shower, and sleep more comfortably."
Shen Hun glanced at him suspiciously, and Quan Hanting smiled bitterly. This was cruelty to prevent him.
"I'll go by myself." As he opened the quilt, he pulled a bath towel and put it on his body, immediately covering up the spring light.
When both feet fell on the ground, Shen Wei's legs softened and almost fell.
"Be careful." Fortunately, Quan Hanting supported him in time. "You can't do this, I will hold you over and promise not to do anything!"
After speaking, he gave her a side hug.
It's so light.
It's so light that it hurts.
Seeing his slender wrists and ankles, Quan Hanting almost couldn't bear to start, but finally he had to take this step. He could only control himself as best as he could, not to hurt her, but he could develop to the back, the indulgence and longing deep in his soul. It's like a wild horse running out of rein, not listening to accusations at all.
After all, she suffered, and the man blamed himself and pityed.
So when cleaning for her, she became more gentle.
Although he lost control a few times in the process, he was finally restrained by his strong self-control and couldn't bear it.
He washed away the foam and wrapped her in a bath towel. Quan Hanting hugged her back to the bedroom, but instead of putting her on the bed, she temporarily put her on the sofa: "Wait a moment, I'll change the sheet."
Quan Hanting moved quickly, not only changing the sheets, but also changing the covers.
When Shen Hun lay down again, he could smell a refreshing scent of soap powder. After a cool air-conditioning, he felt refreshed and refreshed.
Quan Hanting took a battle bath, less than five minutes before and after.
When I came out, I was wearing a black bathrobe and my hair was still dripping.
As he wiped, he walked towards Shen Hun and saw her leaning on the bed, her legs covered with a thin quilt, playing with a cigarette in her hand, and sniffing gently.
"Do you smell something?"
"Scent." She curled her lips and smiled.
"Why, do you want to smoke an afterthought?"
Shen Hui nodded, put the cigarette in his mouth, and asked him with slanted eyes: "Is that right?"
The pink lips that do not touch the cherry blossoms, and the distinct shell teeth, in sharp contrast with the powerful and ridiculous smoke, hit the man's field of vision.
"Aren't you trying to recruit me?" Quan Hanting smiled evilly, abandoning the towel in his hand, and sneaking into the bed.
Shen Hou smiled and leaned back, avoiding the claws he had stretched out, "I hate it! Say it's no trouble!"
It looks like anger but not anger, and the style is unlimited.
At this time, she would laugh, act coquettishly, be affectionate, and lean into his arms extremely dependently, which was completely different from the usual cold, indifferent, awe-inspiring Shen Hun.
And this side, only he can see!
Thinking of this, Quan Hanting seemed to hide a small stove in his heart, faintly hot.
In the end, I felt sorry that she couldn't bear it, and only snatched the cigarette from Shen Hun's hand, threw it on the bedside table, and stopped making trouble.
Shen Hun raised his hand and touched his hair. The shallow piles of hair were softer than usual because of the water, but they were still a bit stingy.
"Still wet." She frowned.
"It's done soon."
"No, go blow dry and come up again."
"Houhou..."
"It's useless to act like a baby, go quickly, otherwise..."
The man hummed, questioning the tune, and the ending sounded up: "Otherwise how?"
She smiled swiftly, and the two small pear vortices at the corners of her mouth were looming. They were the place where Quan Hanting had kissed countless times: "Otherwise, I will kick you off!"
"Try it?"
Shen Hun really stretched his legs, and his snow-white feet stuck to the man's equally white chest, forming two completely different beauties. One is delicate and delicate, the other is strong and lean, but so and so complement each other.
She tried hard.
He stayed still.
Shen Hun glared at him, full of threats, Quan Hanting had no choice but to smile, pretending to fall out of bed.
"Is that satisfied?"
Shen Hui nodded: "Satisfied."
He can only get out of bed to find a hair dryer and blow-dry his hair.