This was indeed an unexpected situation that he had not expected. They had just planned to take a walk back, and Tang Qianrong thought it would be good to just walk back with her in this ancient city.
It was indeed an accident that he met the little girl selling flowers. The cash in his pocket was not much, and he never paid attention to that money.
Since he was destined to meet such a poor girl, he didn't mind being a daddy-long-legs for once, so he gave him all the cash in his pocket.
Who knew that after that, they would encounter such a heavy rain and be trapped in this place, unable to move?
It's okay now. They can't even take a taxi. Do they really have to sit here and wait for the rain to stop?
Tang Qianrong, who once thought he was omnipotent, tasted frustration for the first time. Fate and fate are sometimes really strange. They can suddenly disrupt a person's carefully laid out situation.
It will also give you a huge surprise when you are caught off guard.
However, Tang Qianrong now feels that such an unexpected situation is indeed not a surprise, at most it can only be a surprise.
"Then... what should we do now? I'm... a little cold..."
Tang Qianrong didn't lie. The wind here was really strong at night, and both of them were soaked. The cold wind blew by, and she felt chilly all over her body, especially the gunshot wound. It turned out that there was no pain at all.
Already.
Now it is numb and itchy, and it starts to hurt slightly from being soaked in water.
An Jingxing's face was not big to begin with, and his pointed chin was already painfully thin. Now that it was wet from the rain, it made his small face even more pale and painful.
Tang Qianrong frowned, with thousands of thoughts running through his mind. He could have just run into the rain and found a place where he could make a phone call or withdraw money, but...
His eyes flashed slightly, and the man hesitated for a moment. Seeing the girl's slender body shivering in the rain curtain, he stretched out his hand and took her into his arms without thinking.
Even if he was caught in the rain, his body still had the unique masculinity and warmth of a man. The woman's clothes were also soaked. He hugged her tightly, letting every inch of her body stick to his body, trying to take advantage of it.
This makes her feel warmer.
An Jingxing was shivering from the cold. Although she was a little shy, hugging this furnace-like body really made her feel more comfortable.
In addition to the relationship between them, they had done even the most intimate things, so what was there to be ashamed of? So he simply let go and boldly put his arms around the man's waist, hugging him tightly.
Unexpectedly, An Jingxing would be so proactive. Tang Qianrong's body stiffened for a moment, but he quickly hugged her tighter.
Even though they were separated by wet clothes, they could still clearly feel each other's heartbeat, the temperature of their skin, the man's stiff muscle lines, and the woman's soft undulating hills.
Tang Qianrong was not frigid. Even in such an environment, he couldn't help but react to the warm-smelling nephrite in his arms, and this reaction made his body get hotter and hotter.
The higher the temperature, the tighter An Jingxing's hug became and the more comfortable he became.
But Tang Qianrong was tortured by this pain and pleasure. He restrained himself deeply and carefully put his arms around her back, for fear of touching her gunshot wound.
However, just when these two people were leaning together to keep each other warm like two injured animals.
Suddenly, there was a rustling of the door opening behind them. This was indeed an unexpected situation that he had not expected. They had just planned to take a walk back, and Tang Qianrong thought it would be good to just walk back with her in this ancient city.
It was indeed an accident that he met the little girl selling flowers. The cash in his pocket was not much, and he never paid attention to that money.
Since he was destined to meet such a poor girl, he didn't mind being a daddy-long-legs for once, so he gave him all the cash in his pocket.
Who knew that after that, they would encounter such a heavy rain and be trapped in this place, unable to move?
It's okay now. They can't even take a taxi. Do they really have to sit here and wait for the rain to stop?
Tang Qianrong, who once thought he was omnipotent, tasted frustration for the first time. Fate and fate are sometimes really strange. They can suddenly disrupt a person's carefully laid out situation.
It will also give you a huge surprise when you are caught off guard.
However, Tang Qianrong now feels that such an unexpected situation is indeed not a surprise, at most it can only be a surprise.
"Then... what should we do now? I'm... a little cold..."
Tang Qianrong didn't lie. The wind here was really strong at night, and both of them were soaked. The cold wind blew by, and she felt chilly all over her body, especially the gunshot wound. It turned out that there was no pain at all.
Already.
Now it is numb and itchy, and it starts to hurt slightly from being soaked in water.
An Jingxing's face was not big to begin with, and his pointed chin was already painfully thin. Now that it was wet from the rain, it made his small face even more pale and painful.
Tang Qianrong frowned, with thousands of thoughts running through his mind. He could have just run into the rain and found a place where he could make a phone call or withdraw money, but...
His eyes flashed slightly, and the man hesitated for a moment. Seeing the girl's slender body shivering in the rain curtain, he stretched out his hand and took her into his arms without thinking.
Even if he was caught in the rain, his body still had the unique masculinity and warmth of a man. The woman's clothes were also soaked. He hugged her tightly, letting every inch of her body stick to his body, trying to take advantage of it.
This makes her feel warmer.
An Jingxing was shivering from the cold. Although she was a little shy, hugging this furnace-like body really made her feel more comfortable.
In addition to the relationship between them, they had done even the most intimate things, so what was there to be ashamed of? So he simply let go and boldly put his arms around the man's waist, hugging him tightly.
Unexpectedly, An Jingxing would be so proactive. Tang Qianrong's body stiffened for a moment, but he quickly hugged her tighter.
Even though they were separated by wet clothes, they could still clearly feel each other's heartbeat, the temperature of their skin, the man's stiff muscle lines, and the woman's soft undulating hills.
Tang Qianrong was not frigid. Even in such an environment, he couldn't help but react to the warm-smelling nephrite in his arms, and this reaction made his body get hotter and hotter.
The higher the temperature, the tighter An Jingxing's hug became and the more comfortable he became.
But Tang Qianrong was tortured by this pain and pleasure. He restrained himself deeply and carefully put his arms around her back, for fear of touching her gunshot wound.
However, just when these two people were leaning together to keep each other warm like two injured animals.
Suddenly, there was a rustling sound of the door opening behind them.
