His overly cold eyes were as if the depths of winter had passed by and were covered with frost. He really wanted to destroy Hill!
He didn't even notice the veins on his arms popping out, and there was a frightening chill all over his body.
Gu Qingcheng scratched the palm of his hand with her fingers, and his tense heartstrings relaxed a little for a moment. He quickly covered up the excessive pain and desolation in his eyes, smiled softly and held her hand in his hand, using a little more strength.
"Next time this happens again, remember my warning, Qing'er, I don't care about beauty, we are just a match for jelly and cow dung."
Gu Qingcheng burst into laughter. Although it was a bit bitter, she finally smiled.
Because of that photo, she was like this and that, but her favorite in the song was the word cow dung. Although it is bitter, it is sweeter...
"Hello, Mr. Xiancao!"
Bai Mocheng kissed her, "Miss Cow Dung, I love you so much!"
She lowered her head and said softly: "Aren't you afraid of contaminating you?"
He pursed his lips and chuckled, "Miss Cow Dung, your smile is very charming! I think the cow dung that can charm a city is also..."
He hugged her tightly without saying anything else.
There is no doubt that love is a good medicine. The dead end that I couldn't get out of for dozens of days, and the deep sorrow that couldn't be let go, seemed to have faded a lot.
After leaving all the way, the heavy pain was relieved a bit.
She took Ling'er to Feiran. As the name suggests, it means Feiran, but it is just a high-end brothel. It is also the famous Xiaoyao Cave in Peiping.
Bai Mocheng looked at the two women dressed as men behind him, and a layer of mist-like eyes fell on Gu Qingcheng's body.
It turned out that she looked so ecstatic when she was pretending to be a man. He took a few steps slowly and simply implemented the legend of Long Yang.
"Sir, why don't we make do with it!"
Gu Qingcheng's face felt hot, and she went to slap his hand away in shame, but it was held tightly in her hand and she couldn't get rid of it at all.
"..."
She paused and had nothing to say.
He bit her ear and said, "What a handsome young man, as graceful as a dragon. He even outshines me."
But she turned her head away from Ling'er, "Ling'er, hold on to my hand and don't be afraid."
Bai Mocheng squeezed her hand deliberately, "I'm afraid too!"
She never imagined that Mo Cheng also had a rough side.
As soon as they entered Feiran, they saw the beige floor, which was cut evenly, giving off an ambiguous aura under the crimson light. They arrived at the Tianzihao special room.
Bai Mocheng whispered to the waiter, and the waiter respectfully took Ling'er to another special room.
Gu Qingcheng felt a bit uncomfortable in her heart and asked softly, as if a corner of her heart was missing, "A regular customer!"
She almost snorted, looking at her wistful expression, dressed in men's clothes, charming and charming, her heartstrings were stirred as if they were on fire.
He pressed her shoulders with his big hands and brought her into his arms.
"Aren't you still worried about me? Why don't you dismantle me and show me if you are the only one in my heart?"
She bit her lip and her face turned red. She wanted to ask her if she was his first woman, but she couldn't ask her. Was she being too pretentious?
He said nothing, turned around and put down the CD, "Qing'er, let's dance again. I'll tell you what you want to know."
His eyes darkened, and he put a hand on her slender waist and walked into the middle of the dance floor.
The light fell on them, reflecting overlapping shadows. There was me in you and you in me. Their eyes were intertwined, and she felt blushing.
After all, dressed up like this, sitting in such intimate movements...
No matter how you think about it, something is wrong and it’s getting more and more awkward.
But the more she wanted to escape, the tighter he tightened his grip. His strands of breath kept rising and falling, falling right on her forehead, creating a mist on her thick eyelashes, blinking and closing, like under the light.
Inlaid with a layer of fine pearls.
The sound of music is everywhere, like a fountain gushing!
Cha Cha again!
With a melody, the two assumed a tango position. At this moment, they were in a complete world for two. He concentrated deeply, forcing her to be completely immersed in it. This situation, this atmosphere, the atmosphere drove away all her messy thoughts, and she was completely immersed in it.
in.
In an instant, they were perfectly combined. At this moment, she seemed to be born for him, and he seemed to be created for her. They were a match made in heaven. Their eyes were entwined, their minds met, every kick, every cross step, whether it was a jump or a spin, every movement was perfect.
To the limit, everything changes in an instant, with streaks of light and shadow flashing across the dance floor, like shooting stars, and each other's eyes clearly reflect their respective figures, without even a single blur.
The essence of love and tango was once again at its peak. He was shy about speaking, and welcomed when he refused. Sometimes he stared at her, sometimes she dodged. He threw her whole body out violently, and she spun rapidly in his palm, speaking quickly, and
His arms never left her waist.
The moment he stopped dancing, he lifted up her waist, the beams of light overlapped, and her lips were as lustrous as crystal and full of fragrance. He could no longer look away, a black shadow above his head pressed down in a trance, and her waist was immediately covered by
Tightening, shrinking little by little, the cool and domineering kiss came overwhelmingly, the tip of the hot tongue pried open the teeth, and the instinct was spinning. The fine beads of sweat on the face were like a layer of crystal water under the light, and she was like
A beautiful white lotus is refreshing and charming.
She only felt the burning in her throat. His thrusts were extremely deep and fierce. His spiritual tongue wrapped around the tip of her tongue and sucked hard. There was a faint smell of cool tobacco between his lips and teeth, revealing an unspeakable charm. Her breathing became more and more intense.
The weaker she was, she couldn't move in his palm, her face was red and her heart was beating like thunder.
The wet fingertips were brought out of his palm, and the fingers were intertwined.
The lights flickered in various colors, and his deep eyes were enigmatic.
His palm covering her waist suddenly fell on her shoulder, he leaned down and gently bit her extraordinarily delicate shoulder bone.
She couldn't help herself, but she still pushed him away, panting and weakly saying, "I'm going to see Ling'er."
She was almost defeated and ran away. He slowly caught up with her, with a slight arc at the corner of his mouth.
Sure enough, within a moment she turned around in panic and hit him hard on the jaw.
Immediately, a silky touch spread out, and his eyes, which had always been cold, actually touched the bottom of his heart.
He wrapped his big palm around her slightly trembling fingertips, Qing'er, let's go see Ling'er together!"
She escaped like lightning, but he caught her back.
"Qing'er, we haven't seen Ling'er yet!"
When she thought of the restricted close-up scene and Ling'er standing dumbly, her mouth went dry and she just wanted to leave as soon as possible.
Her mind was full of that sinking feeling, and her body seemed to be sinking and floating. Could it be that she and Mo Cheng were even worse than that R-rated scene...
Her mind was so hot that she didn't dare to think about it, but the fleeting glimpses of every high and low tide seemed to have taken root in her mind, and she couldn't pull it out.
The moment she raised her eyes, she saw that again...