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Chapter 8:8The past is like the past 3
He opened his mouth, unable to make any sound due to the deep pain in his throat. For a long time, he heard a muffled roar and the woman's ecstasy moan, followed by the sound of someone getting dressed.
After everything calmed down, there was silence in the parking lot. Shangguan Puwei wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, stood up slowly and walked out from behind the pillar.
He twitched the corners of his mouth, walked to the front of the car, smiled slightly, opened the door, sat in the passenger seat, prepared to fasten the seat belt, and finally put it down because there was a trace of moisture on it.
He looked back at the person in the back seat with a suppressed look in his eyes, and said, "Wanjun, why are you here too?"
Her delicate face was slightly flushed, her hair was a little messy, and there was a faint pink color on her neck. Her top was slightly untidy, and her short skirt had not been pulled neatly.
"Sister, I also want to pick you up from get off work!" With a coquettish tone and a reddish pout, she smiled unscrupulously at the pampas grass.
He slightly curled his lips and didn't ask any more questions. He just nodded to Xiao Zihao and said, "Let's go!" He placed his right hand on the remote control of the car door window and opened it completely to let the rotten and ambiguous atmosphere in the car dissipate.
Xiao Zihao pursed his lower lip, keeping secrets in his eyes, stretched out his hand and rubbed Pu Wei's head, and asked: "Are you tired?" Pu Wei tilted his head slightly, avoiding the touch of his hand, and shook his head.
,"Um!"
The car was driving on the road, and the cool night breeze blew through the car window and raised Pampas grass's forehead. Pampas grass put one hand on the car window, supported his head, and turned his head to look at Xiao Zihao.
His sword-shaped eyebrows go into his temples, his body is majestic, and his handsome eyebrows are engraved with arrogance and disobedience. His white shirt is spotless, his cuffs are slightly rolled up, and his jade-like hands are holding the steering wheel.
As if everything was under his control, he turned his hands to make clouds and rain. He seemed to be having a lot of fun going back and forth between her and Wan Jun. But Xiao Zihao, what is love to you?
Since you don't love me, why don't you tell me directly? Why did you attack my sister? From the corner of your eye, you caught a glimpse of Wanjun in the back seat looking at the reflection in the rearview mirror on the front window with an obsessed look on her face.
A flash of pain flashed through Shangguan Puwei's eyes. He closed his eyes and suppressed the urge to cry. When he opened his eyes again, his eyes were clear. Xiao Zihao, who was driving, felt a little uncomfortable since Puwei got in the car.
It was right. She avoided his touch just now. That feeling made him feel stuffy. He frowned and let himself not care. His thin lips raised an evil arc, and he raised his eyes to see Wan Wan through the rearview mirror.
Jun looked at him fascinated.
It gave him a burst of satisfaction and vanity. Shangguan Puwei was beside him, and Shangguan Wanjun was in the back seat. Why not marry one and give one away! But occasionally, when he was alone with Puwei, he felt indebted.
.But he quickly suppressed it. He, Xiao Zihao, always liked stimulation. Such stimulation gave him an unprecedented sense of impact.
He and Wan Jun had already started dating before, and just now they played with Wan Jun in the car for a while before picking up pampas grass from get off work. Such sensory stimulation was like poppy that once contaminated, one cannot quit. Performed over and over again.
Xiao Zihao was immersed in his own thoughts, and did not notice anything strange about Pu Wei, nor did he care about Wan Jun's gaze on her.
Shangguan Puwei calmed down his emotions and tried his best to make his voice sound the same as before. He slowly opened his lips and said, "Zihao, Wanjun." Hearing their indifferent responses, Puwei blinked his eyes.
He looked forward and moved his lips, "When did you start?" He sighed in his heart. What he originally wanted to say was, 'I saw it, I saw everything you did in the parking lot.'