Lin Luxiao pushed her against the car door, and kissed her gently along the crook of her neck.
The little girl's body was full of fragrance, and she hooked him bit by bit, wanting to crush and tear him apart. His kiss was still domineering and powerful, the tip of his tongue was inserted into her mouth and stirred vigorously, and he looked at her with scarlet eyes.
Nan Chu was so kissed that his whole body became limp, and the clear pupils were full of water, which made people feel tight.
I can't look at it, the more I look at it, the more I don't want to leave.
He closed his eyes, bit it down, moved to her ear, and licked it lightly.
Not to mention how sensitive.
Nan Chu's whole body trembled, and he yelled in a low voice in his ear, with an unbelievably soft voice, hooked his neck, slipped his little hand into the back of his shirt, and scratched lightly, "Go up?"
Lin Luxiao lowered his head and smiled, took off her sweater directly, exposing her smooth shoulders, lowered his head, and said in a low voice, "It's too late."
"What time does it take?" The little girl was confused.
Lin Luxiao kissed her, and answered casually, "Nine o'clock."
Nan Chu glanced at the time on the car, it was ten past eight.
It was really too late, so I pushed him away, "Then hurry up, don't miss the bus, or you will miss work tomorrow."
The temperature suddenly pulled away, and his consciousness returned to his brain. He leaned on the seat and squinted at her.
The little girl's clothes were almost half stripped, and she leaned messily on the car door, her white and plentiful breasts dangling, Lin Luxiao squinted slightly, turned around and smiled, buttoned up the button and leaned back on the chair, " gone."
Then I really left.
In a puff of exhaust, he was about to return to his place.
Nan Chu went upstairs, turned on the light, the light was dazzling, and the surrounding was quiet. She was the only one left in the huge house. She walked to the sofa and leaned on it in frustration, with her head raised, her arms covering her eyes, covering the entire scene in front of her eyes. glare of light.
Just lie there until nine o'clock.
Nan Chu glanced at the wall clock on the wall and went to fish for the phone.
Just as Lin Luxiao found a place to sit down, the phone in his trouser pocket vibrated, "Have you got in the car yet?"
He pressed it quickly, "Yes."
After sending out, he turned his head and looked out of the window, the siren blared—
It was still rumbling with green skin, people's heads were messy, and it was as noisy as Caishikou. Lin Luxiao sat in this carriage a little out of place, with his head on the chair.
His mind was full of the restricted scenes in the car and Nan Chu's soft body.
Being single for too long, and suddenly having a wife, he had to rush back to the army overnight before even the wedding night.
Opposite them sat a young student couple, about seventeen or eighteen years old. Eating a bowl of instant noodles, you feed me a mouthful, and I feed you a mouthful, with deep affection, kissing from time to time, not afraid of permeating others with a bit of greasy energy.
Lin Luxiao looked at it for a while, turned away, and smiled half-smile.
Surprised that today's children are precocious.
How could he understand this at the age of eighteen, and he was still at the age when he was playing around with Liu and the others to study rockets, planes, tanks and various military guns. At that time, women were alien creatures in his mind.
Think again.
When he was eighteen years old, Nanchu was ten years old, and he was just a child.
Should not fall in love with her.
The phone vibrated again.
Nan Chu: "Isn't it boring in the car?"
"fine."
It's interesting to go back and forth.
"What are you doing?"
He hooked the corner of his mouth, without thinking, and typed casually: "I miss you when you were ten years old."
Nan Chu was lying on the sofa, with his feet crossed, holding his mobile phone and answering: "I'm ten years old?"
"Um."
Nan Chu: "I have photos, do you want to see them?"
"Look."
"So reluctantly?"
After a few seconds, there was a change of tone: "I want to see it."
Nan Chu jumped off the sofa and went to look through the photo album at the bottom of the box. There are many photos of her from the age of six to eight, and she seldom takes pictures after the age of nine. The four little swans taken by the children together.
A group photo was taken backstage at that time.
She took a picture with her phone and sent it.
The four little girls had exactly the same hairstyle, the same white swan clothes, and almost the same body shape.
"Guess which one is me?"
Lin Luxiao glanced at it and snorted, "The third one from the left."
Nan Chu: "[Holding face expression], even my mother didn't guess it, how did you guess it? My mother looked at it for a long time and pointed to the one on the far side."
"intuition."
This makes him say that the third from the left can attract him at a glance.
Later, under Nan Chu's questioning, he got the answer of attraction.
The little girl replied happily: "So, if I met you when I was ten years old, would you still like me?"
"Won't."
"Then what if I chase you?"
"It's terrible, you know so much at the age of ten?"
Nan Chu held his mobile phone and gave him nonsense, "Understood, I have liked a little boy in my class since I was six years old. He is tall, big, and very sunny. When I was eight years old, I liked the brother next door to our house. His smile is very warm."
Lin Luxiao looked at the text message and sneered.
six years old? Still tall? very sunny? Giant baby
"Oh, I was eighteen and still playing with mud."
Nan Chu hugged this sentence and laughed on the sofa for a long time. When she realized it, she found that looking at herself in the glass window mirror, the corners of her mouth raised and the curvature were really amused by him.
This was a surprise.
It seems that this way of communication is more comfortable and relaxed than face-to-face.
The same is true for Lin Luxiao.
Just as I put down the phone, it vibrated again.
The little girl said: "Let's send more text messages when we have nothing to do."
"Okay, it's ten o'clock, you should go to bed."
Lin Luxiao doesn't have many chances to touch his mobile phone, so he can only take a look at it occasionally. Compared with other counties and districts, the system in the team will be stricter, because Lushan is a dangerous area this year, and the team has stipulated that all training personnel Communication tools must not be turned on without special circumstances.
Exceptional circumstances include: the death of a loved one, the birth of a spouse, etc.
When he turned on the phone, one or two popped up occasionally, all of which were sent by Nan Chu.
But this day, he saw that there was something wrong with the content of a text message.
"Hmph, I've uncovered your love history in high school!"
The text message was sent a week ago, and I haven't sent him any content this week.
Lin Luxiao's bones and fingers were all white. Zhao Guo saw Lin Luxiao, who had always been calm, like this, and thought that something happened at home, "What's the matter? Is there something wrong at home?"
Lin Luxiao stood up, "I'll go out and make a phone call."
After speaking, he walked to the water room, holding the phone in one hand and pinching his waist with the other, after the beeping sound.
There was a crisp voice over there: "Captain?"
Lin Luxiao leaned against the wall, "Yes."
"You're back?"
Nan Chu thought that he had returned to Beixun, and was a little anxious at the moment, because his own people were still filming in other places.
"No."
There was silence over there, and for some reason, he was disappointed: "Oh."
Lin Luxiao suddenly smiled: "What did you find out about my high school love history?"
"Call me and ask me this?"
"Not all."
Nan Chu: "Da Liu said that you suspected that you liked a girl in high school."
Big Liu.
"..." Lin Luxiao felt his brain throbbing, "Do you believe this too? Big Liu is not in the right mind, stay away from him."
"Are you guilty?"
Lin Luxiao sneered, "Shhh, he just can't get a wife right now. He's jealous that I have a wife, and he's trying to embarrass me!"
Someone yelled over there, and Nan Chu turned around to answer, and said to the microphone: "I have to put on makeup, let's talk next time, hang up."
Lin Luxiao curled the corner of his lower lip facing the phone.
…
Nan Chu stayed in the film and television city for a week.
In the second week, someone came to visit the class and brought a large bouquet of roses, leaning majestically on his red sports car with a flamboyant bag, she turned and left.
Zou Miao ran over to hold her back, "I came all the way to see you, so you should stay there for two seconds before leaving."
Nan Chu shook off him, "What on earth are you going to do?"
Zou Miao said with a playful smile, "I'm chasing you."
It's like a neurosis.
He has encountered difficulties before, but he found that Zou Miao is not difficult or not at all, so he deliberately wants to anger you, the more angry you are, the happier he is. Just this kind of fierceness has been haunting him, if you really let go and hug him, it might bother you in two days.
Nan Chu turned around suddenly, blinked his eyes, made a pleading but not humble, and said coquettishly: "What can you do to stop pestering me?"
Zou Miao stared at her with a smirk, but said, "Why do you think so badly of me?"
Nan Chu rolled his eyes, "Just do it, give it a break."
Zou Miao smirked: "Why don't you take a nap? Maybe I'll get tired after a nap, so I won't come to you."
Nan Chu chuckled: "No, once you sleep, you will always want to sleep."
"Damn." He smiled, "I haven't slept with a woman who let me sleep one night and want to sleep the next night."
Nan Chu was irritable, rolled his sleeves, squinted his eyes and said: "I don't want to sleep with you, just make a break, just do it."
"I just like to pester you, I just like to see you jumping in anger, I'm very happy."
It's so cheap, Nan Chu looked at him speechlessly, and his voice became colder: "Zou Miao, I thought you were quite interesting, but if you insist on doing this, it's not interesting. If you want to sleep with me, fine." , show some sincerity, let me see if I will compromise, or you just like to anger me? How did I offend you?!"
This woman is really a stone in a latrine, smelly and hard.
When Jiang Ge showed him the photos, the indifference in this woman's eyes always made him think it was intentional, but after getting in touch with him, he realized that this woman is really a fucking iceberg, no matter what you do to please her, she will always look Respond to you coldly.
No wonder Jiang Ge really loves and hates her.
Men are notorious in this circle for being competitive.
When Jiang Ge said that this woman is hard to chase, he really didn't believe that there would be women in this world who don't worship money, don't ask for fame, and don't like famous flowers.
His father said that day was a blind date.
He just wanted to try, he wasn't going to get married, he just wanted to tell Jiang Ge that there is no unattainable woman in this world, only men with insufficient conditions.
However, there are.
Zou Miao drove away angrily.
Nan Chu thought that this person would never come to him again, and felt relieved for a while, so he spent two days happily.
After Zou Miao left, Nan Yueru came the next day.
Recently, the film and television city has really become extremely lively because of the two people who come and go.
Nan Yueru called her back to the hotel.
Nan Chu left without changing her clothes. The heating inside was turned on high, and as soon as she opened the door, she was warm and rushed towards her. Nan Yueru turned her back to her just as she had just taken off her coat. When she heard the movement, she glanced back at her and said nothing.
"Mom." Nan Chu called out.
Nan Yueru replied lazily, "Is filming okay recently?"
Nan Chu nodded, "It's okay."
Nan Yueru changed her clothes, leaned back on the sofa, touched the cigarette case on the coffee table, held it in her mouth, smoked it, glanced at her, and said calmly, "How are you and Zou Miao?"
Nan Chu probably felt that Nan Yueru's coming to her today had something to do with Zou Miao: "General."
Nan Yueru looked at her, and stared at her coldly like a knife: "I heard from Zou Miao that you two are out of business?"
Nan Chu didn't make any detours anymore, "Yes."
"Are you dating that kid again?"
Nan Chu lowered his head and said nothing. Lin Luxiao said that she should keep it a secret until he came back.
"I'm asking you something!" Nan Yueru suddenly turned up the volume.
Nan Chu still refused to say.
"cheap!"
Nan Yueru was completely enraged, she casually picked up the ashtray beside her and threw it at her fiercely, Nan Chu didn't hide, a bump instantly swelled up on her forehead, as if she had grown horns.
His head swelled up and throbbed with pain, Nan Chu endured it.
The tip of her throat was bitter, and she took a deep breath before smoothing out the air blocked in her chest: "I always feel strange, don't you always ignore me? Why do you care about my relationship?"
Nan Yueru didn't speak, she was panting, as if trying to calm down her anger.
Nanchu asked again: "Why did you not even look at me when I was sick when I was young, and you never said a word for me when I grew up, but now I just like a fire chief, you So excited?"
Nan Yueru was holding a cigarette, full of anger, looked carefully, her fingertips trembling slightly: "Who hasn't been scolded before? When I was scolded at your age, I wasn't scolded hard? Even the photos of your grandparents People have been washed into black and white photos, who doesn't suffer? The more people scold you, the more people like you. Just like that, you feel wronged? How can you survive in the entertainment industry without going through this? I originally thought that you would surprise me, but you are nothing more than that, a man makes you fascinated like this?"
Sweat dripped from her forehead, Nan Chu's head swelled up, tears could no longer be controlled, and fell to her lips, she pursed her lower lip, feeling idle and bitter.
She suddenly lowered her head, almost gave up everything, including her pride, and begged her with an unprecedented low profile: "Mom, I have no other wishes."