Roaming in the dark

Chapter 169 Arrived at Aqiang's Place
When he arrived at Aqiang's place, Sheng Chuncheng couldn't help but secretly smiled wryly. At the banquet, he was still refusing to drink. Unexpectedly, when he arrived here, Aqiang and Shanshan were drinking, and they drank a lot, and they were both a little faint , A mess on the coffee table.

When the doorbell rang, Shanshan stood up, walked to the gate on catwalks, and pressed the door button without looking at it. No one would come to this damn place at this time except the blind man.

She then opened the studio door and walked back.

Sheng Chuncheng entered the courtyard door, turned around and closed the courtyard door, he walked in with a walking stick for the blind in his hand, up the steps, and walked in the door, Sheng Chuncheng stood there, and saw two people drinking drinker.

Sheng Chuncheng turned around and closed the studio door.

Seeing Sheng Chuncheng coming, Ah Qiang shouted, "End, end, start working, let's paint "The Erotic Palace" first."

He turned his head to look at Shanshan, and said with a smile, "You are in a very good state now."

Shanshan giggled, she took off her nightgown as she walked, went to the table, picked up the perfume on the table, and sprayed it on herself indiscriminately.

He came here more often, and Sheng Chuncheng got used to it. He didn't need Shanshan's help, so he went to the hanger beside the table, changed his suit and beach pants, put on his red scarf, and put on a pair of flip flops. go up.

When Sheng Chuncheng saw Shanshan approaching, his face was flushed, his eyes wandered, and he looked a little confused. A Qiang was right about this expression, it was indeed a bit ecstatic.

When she approached, Sheng Chuncheng smelled a scent of wine mixed with perfume, which was a bit pungent, so he couldn't help frowning.

Sheng Chuncheng was about to sit down, Shanshan grabbed his red scarf and pulled him over, Sheng Chuncheng looked at her, not knowing what she was going to do, Shanshan grinned, and untied the red scarf around his neck, After fastening it again, he pressed Sheng Chuncheng's shoulders with both hands and made him sit down.

She turned around by herself, sat down on Sheng Chuncheng's lap, turned sideways, and snuggled into Sheng Chuncheng's arms. When Sheng Chuncheng hugged her, she found her body was hot.

Although the smell of alcohol mixed with the perfume was a bit unpleasant, Sheng Chuncheng hugged her hot body and looked at her blurred eyes as if she was sleepwalking, and was still teased.

Ah Qiang became even more excited, and shouted loudly: "Okay, okay, you two are in good shape today, it's great!"

Shanshan twisted her buttocks, looked at Sheng Chuncheng, and smiled softly.

Sheng Chuncheng shouldn't have blushed, but he did.

As time went by, Ah Qiang walked back and forth less and less frequently. He stood there, using the paintbrush and scraper alternately, completely immersed in his own creation, and walking again, he was not between the easel and the platform. Instead, he stepped back from the easel, squinted at the canvas for a while, and then walked closer to continue.

Occasionally, he just glanced at Sheng Chuncheng and the others.

When Ah Qiang was fully engaged in his creation, Sheng Chuncheng and Shanshan on the stage could relax, but they could not stand up and leave, otherwise Ah Qiang would be furious, as if his full emotions were suddenly interrupted by them, they sat there , It is not necessary to follow the original fixed posture completely, but when Ah Qiang looks at them, he can quickly return to the state.

Now Shanshan is not only trapped in Sheng Chuncheng's arms, but her upright head droops down against Sheng Chuncheng's shoulders and neck, and her breath is all in Sheng Chuncheng's neck, itching, Sheng Chuncheng feels that she is I was about to fall asleep, and I thought to myself, go to sleep, just go to sleep like this, and don't wake up again, that would be great.

In the past, every time Ah Qiang painted for a while, usually not more than an hour, he would take a break and ask Sheng Chuncheng to give him a massage. Today he was so excited that he didn't know the passage of time. After an hour passed, he He continued to draw, and after half an hour passed, he continued to draw.

Sheng Chuncheng didn't dare, and didn't want to remind him, and he couldn't bear it in his heart. He still hoped that Ah Qiang would not stop. As long as Ah Qiang stopped, the hot body in his arms would be like a primary school student hearing the bell for the end of class. , quickly got up and rushed out of the classroom, she would rush to the sofa or the table.

Sheng Chuncheng hugged her, feeling that he was about to be melted by this hot body, how could he be willing to let go, and, after a long time, today's body no longer lasted for so many days. Shanshan was almost dependent on him, reminding Sheng Chuncheng of He Blacksmith's dependence on that aunt.

Thinking of this, the picture became a little promiscuous, and there began to be dishonest, as if she was looking for something, Shanshan gave a "hmm" and twisted her body, but she didn't stay away from it, but seemed to welcome it, which made her Sheng Chuncheng's heart was beating wildly, he tried his best to control himself so that he didn't bend his head to kiss Shanshan.

He felt that he was not in a state of mind today, but a little out of his mind. The evil spirit in his arms, this goblin, was making him lose his mind more and more, but she didn't seem to notice it. Sheng Chuncheng looked at her secretly through the sunglasses Ah Qiang was afraid that he would find out, but today's Ah Qiang cared more about them on the canvas than they did on stage.

This made Sheng Chuncheng slightly relieved.

Ah Qiang continued to draw like this, for about two hours, when he suddenly let out a "ha", like laughing and screaming, which startled Sheng Chuncheng.

He put down the pen in his hand, and then shouted: "I'm going to swim, are you going?"

Before the two people on the stage could answer, he continued to yell, "Whether love will come, haha, it's better not to come."

As he spoke, he walked towards the depths of the studio. Sheng Chuncheng watched his back. Before he could recover, he kicked open the small door and walked out. Then, there was a "bang" from outside the door. There was a loud noise, like a big stone, smashed into the pond.

The pond behind the studio has a bottom and walls made of pebbles, about [-] to [-] square meters, and two ditches connected to the Puyang River outside. The water body of this pond is as one with the Puyang River.

There are still fish in the pond. When people swim in it, they don't know whether they are playing with the fish or the fish are playing with people.

Sheng Chuncheng sat there blankly, still holding that hot body in her arms, Shanshan was not the same as usual, she bounced off Sheng Chuncheng's body when she was between work, she was still the whole person, limp In Sheng Chuncheng's arms.

After a while, Sheng Chuncheng felt as if a snail had crawled over his neck. After a while, he realized that it was Shanshan's tongue. Sheng Chuncheng froze there, not even daring to breathe.

Shanshan's mouth crawled to Sheng Chuncheng's ear, and she asked in a whisper, "Do you want it?"

Sheng Chuncheng's heart trembled, and he asked, "What?"

Shanshan smiled silently, and her voice became clearer: "Do you want me?"

Then a pair of hot hands grabbed the guy, and Sheng Chuncheng felt a rush of blood rushing straight to his forehead.

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