Chapter 13 A lonely man and a widowed woman "Why don't you shout?" Qiu Xiaojun looked at the apartment building, walked to his car window, and asked teasingly with a smile.

"You've already come out to pick me up, do I still need to shout?" Mo Huakui got out of the car, played with the trumpet in his hand, and stared at her face.

The unscrupulous person actually threw a basin of water at the two of them.

"Uh, be careful." Mo Huakui was very vigilant. At that moment, he didn't think about whether it was boiling water or dirty water. Anyway, he instinctively pushed her away, only letting the basin of water splash on him.

on people.

He pushed in time, and not even a drop of water was splashed on Qiu Xiaojun's body. When she saw the picture of him being splashed into a drowned rat, looking miserable and embarrassed, her heart suddenly tightened, and she hurriedly walked to him,

Worried and nervous, he asked: "Mo Huakui, how are you?"

Mo Huakui raised his head to see her worried face, and suddenly felt a warm current flowing gently in his heart. He raised his hand to play with a handful of wet hair, and smiled charmingly with water on his face, "Oh, I'm fine.

It was cold water poured on it.”

I have to say that he looked so handsome like this. Qiu Xiaojun couldn't help but stare at him for a second, and then he took his hand and walked into the apartment quickly, "Let's get out of here quickly."

There were only two of them in the small elevator. One of them was a beautiful woman, and the other was a handsome man. They seemed to be a good match, but one was wearing dry clothes, and the other was wearing wet and dripping clothes.

With their wet clothes, if they were paired together, they would look so uncoordinated. It would always feel like there was something between them.

After entering the elevator, Qiu Xiaojun said nothing, with his head slightly lowered. Occasionally, he would secretly glance at him standing next to him.

He was wearing wet clothes and trousers, and his hair was wet and dripping with water. He looked so embarrassed and a little pitiful.

Seeing him like this, she knew that she should scold him for what he deserved and gloat about adding insult to injury. But when she thought of him pushing her away at that dangerous time, her heart couldn't hate him, nor could she feel cruel.

Can't get up.

She hated herself like this. In the past, as long as someone was kind to her, she would not be cruel and would always remember the good side of this person. She is such a person, so she treats Ouyang Jianyu

My love can never be taken back.

Now, she is a ghost, but she still has such a character, which will make her feel frustrated and annoyed. When she thinks that she has a soft-hearted feeling towards Mo Huakui, her guilt towards her sister will deepen and worsen, making her

There is an uncomfortable feeling of being out of breath.

"Why don't you speak?" Mo Huakui looked at her and suddenly asked with a puzzled smile. In his impression, she would not be so silent. "What are you thinking about?".

At this time, the elevator just stopped.

She didn't look at him or answer his words, "The elevator is here." After saying this without any hesitation, she walked out of the elevator first, took out the key and opened the door.

Mo Huakui followed her in and closed the door. He followed her wherever she went, just like her tail, which was quite cute.

"Just wait for me here, and I'll get you some clothes." Qiu Xiaojun looked at him following him, and walked towards his bedroom as he spoke.

He was quite obedient, nodded, and waited for her by the sofa in the hall. He was afraid that he would wet her sofa because he was wet, so he didn't sit on the sofa, so he just stood there obediently.

After a while, Qiu Xiaojun came out with a seemingly brand-new men's shirt, stretched out his hand and handed it to him, "Please change your clothes."

Mo Huakui took the clothes and looked at them. His face darkened instantly. He looked at her with a scrutinizing gaze and asked displeasedly: "Why do you have men's clothes?"

"What kind of men's clothes?" Meeting his eyes, Qiu Xiaojun certainly knew what he was suspecting. He glared, pretending to be a man who was not afraid of slanting shadows. After thinking about it, he hurriedly added

: "Mo Huakui, don't get it wrong. I bought this man's clothes specially for you today."

"Did you buy it specifically for 'me'?" Mo Huakui was flattered. He looked at the clothes again, stared at her face and asked in disbelief. The word 'I' was emphasized very strongly.

"Yes." In fact, this shirt belonged to Mo Shaoting, and it was put to use at this moment, so she just said it smoothly, "Looking like this, you don't like the dress I bought for you.

Don't they look good?" He rolled his eyes and said angrily, while forcefully taking back the clothes in his hand, "Don't forget it, I will never buy it for you again in the future."

"Zhuyue, no, no, I'm very happy that you bought me clothes." Seeing this, Mo Huakui said hurriedly, and while saying, he quickly snatched the clothes away, "Haha, I will wear them for you now.

Look." After saying that, he took off his wet clothes in front of her and put on the white shirt she 'bought' for herself.

"Mr. Mo, you look so handsome in this dress." Qiu Xiaojun took a step closer to him, straightened his collar, looked at his face and said with an ambiguous smile.

For Mo Huakui, it was natural for him to apply such words to himself, but now when he heard her say this, he felt very sweet in his heart. He curled up the corner of his lips and hugged her waist tightly with both hands.

, looked down at her half-naked chest, his eyes were blurred, and his voice was hoarse, "You are so beautiful tonight."

Qiu Xiaojun just wanted to seduce him. Seeing his confused eyes, he secretly smiled with satisfaction and asked softly, "Do you like it?"

"I like it." He replied without hesitation, slowly lowered his head and kissed her pretty little mouth.

If you want to successfully seduce a wolf in human skin and win his heart, you have to sacrifice something to give the wolf a taste of the sweetness.

Therefore, Qiu Xiaojun did not dodge or refuse. He raised his head and cooperated with his kiss. When his flexible tongue entered her warm mouth, he would also move his lilac uvula to interact with his.

Sometimes the tongues are lingering, and sometimes they are playful and playful.

The two people seemed to be so immersed in the kiss that they didn't notice a black figure hanging outside a window.

The man outside the window was wearing a black robe, a black hat, and a white mask on his face. Seeing the romantic and deep kiss between Qiu Xiaojun and Mo Huakui, no one knew what the expression was on his face.

For a minute, the man and woman in the room were still kissing passionately. The mysterious man seemed to be unable to stand it any longer, and raised a beautiful hand.

He seemed to want to break through the window and separate the two of them, but he only raised his arm halfway, then retracted it, looked at them deeply, turned around, and disappeared into the night in the blink of an eye.

From his subtle movements, people may be able to tell that he does not want to see Qiu Xiaojun kissing other men. Qiu Xiaojun being intimate with other men must not feel very good in his heart.

As they kissed, the blood in Mo Huakui's body began to boil. His heart was ready to move, and his hands, following the changes in his heart, became irregular...

His palms were hot, and Qiu Xiaojun's body also heated up.

She knew that at this time, it was time to stop. She pressed hard against his chest, decisively ended the passionate kiss with him, and said softly and with an ambiguous expression: "Mr. Mo, let's go to a romantic place."

Mo Huakui's body seemed to be severely swollen, and his handsome face was full of blurred colors. "I think it's very romantic here." He finished speaking hoarsely and tried to kiss her mouth again.

"I know there is a very romantic place, where should we go to do it." Qiu Xiaojun shrank his head back and said expectantly, while cleverly avoiding his kiss, "I hope my first time,

It can happen with you in that beautiful place."

After hearing what she said next, Mo Huakui remembered that she had told him in his office that she was still a virgin. His heart suddenly became excited and he became very happy. He even looked forward to it.

The confused Feng Yan looked at her beautiful face without blinking, and said dotingly: "I listen to you, you can do it wherever you want."

She smiled. Although she didn't make a sound, she looked extremely charming and full of infinite temptation. "Mr. Mo, you are so kind."

"Call my name." Hearing her call him Mr. Mo, he would feel that the distance between the two of them was so far away. At this moment, he wanted to hear her call his name intimately.

This is undoubtedly an improvement in the relationship between the two.

Qiu Xiaojun felt a little secretly happy. Looking at his handsome and demonic face, she softly called out his name, "Oiran."

Oiran?

Mo Huakui still objected to others calling him that. His handsome eyebrows furrowed slightly, "Don't call him Huakui, call him Kui."

"People like to call you Oiran." She pouted, put her arms around his neck, and coquettishly said to him, "Just let me call you Oiran. I think Oiran sounds nice."

When she acted coquettishly, she was cute and sexy. Mo Huakui couldn't resist such charm, "Okay, you can call me whatever you like."

"Haha 7e" She raised the corners of her mouth and laughed happily, "Let's go, let's go to that romantic place now."

"Okay." He couldn't wait.

Both of them had pleasant smiles on their faces and walked out of the apartment hand in hand. Whether they looked up close or from a distance, they looked like a man and woman in love, which made people jealous and envious.

"Oiran, I'll drive." Qiu Xiaojun said with a smile as he approached Mo Oiran's car.

"You know how to drive?" Mo Huakui was a little surprised.

"Of course." She smiled proudly, opened the car door, and got into the driver's seat.

With all the doves occupying the magpie's nest, Mo Huakui could only sit in the passenger seat. He had no objection to her being able to drive and being responsible for driving.

Along the way, Qiu Xiaojun drove the car quickly and steadily, much like a person who has been driving for many years.

This surprised Mo Huakui. He turned his head and looked at her beautiful profile with admiration, "When did you learn to drive?"

"When I was eighteen years old." She replied with a slight smile while driving skillfully.

When talking about this issue, the figure of Ouyang Jianyu will clearly appear in her mind, and her heart will inevitably miss him, and she will never forget that he is the man who taught her to drive.

An hour later...

"Where is that romantic place?" The car had already driven out of the suburbs. When Mo Huakui saw that she was still driving forward, he felt a little uneasy for no reason.

"It's right in front, almost there." She turned to look at him and said with a natural smile, "What, are you afraid that I will sell you out?"

Mo Huakui smiled and said: "What do I, a grown man, fear? The person I am afraid of should be you."

"Haha, you're right." Some things were meaningless, so she didn't argue with him. She just thought in her heart that she was a ghost, so she wasn't afraid.

The two were chatting and laughing, and before they knew it, the car drove for another hour.

"Okay, we're here." After driving for two hours, Qiu Xiaojun finally stopped the car, opened the door, and got out of the car happily.

Mo Huakui also got out of the car and looked at the dense grass on both sides of the mile, with a look of disbelief on his face, "Zhuyue, is this the romantic place you mentioned?"

"Haha, yes." She smiled meaningfully, ran into the lush grass, stretched out her arms, and happily turned around in the grass, "Haha, Oiran, the weeds here are lush and fragrant, and the air here is

It’s fresh and moist, the sky here is bright and mysterious, don’t you think it’s very romantic? Haha 7e haha…”

Her laughter was as sweet as a silver bell, and when she was spinning in circles in the grass, she looked like a lively and lovely elf, more like a fairy without a trace of dust.

Mo Huakui was so fascinated by the sight that he couldn't help but gulp down his saliva. He walked up to her step by step, stretched out his hands and hugged her waist tenderly. Under the moonlight and starlight, he watched her for a moment.

Her beautiful little face said, "Zhuyue, you are so beautiful." After saying it hoarsely, he slowly lowered his head, preparing to kiss her sweet lips, and then get to the topic he was most looking forward to.
To be continued...