Two-Faced Husband, Have Some Decency!

Song Yu was shocked. He was very nervous about his closeness. He unconsciously held his breath and leaned back. The back and back of the head were tightly attached to the back of the chair.

His face is almost like her, and the breath is a mixture of light tobacco and men's perfume, inexplicably intoxicating.

Just smelling this smell, Song Yu is blushing and can't help but attract Shanghai.

Without the barrier of the glasses, it also made his long and thick eyelashes violent. It was exposed to her eyes.

His eyelids twitched gently, and even the eyelashes followed him, creating a shallow shadow underneath, so she couldn't help but want to reach out and touch the belly.

It took a lot of effort to restrain it, but I couldn’t help but climb up to his lips, remembering the strong feeling when he kissed her, and the familiarity seemed to have just happened.

Song Yu’s lips began to burn. It was hot and could not help but tremble.

When he reached out and reached out to touch her cheek, Song Yu closed her eyes subconsciously.

Can be a long while, did not feel the burning of his palm. Hot temperature, strangely picked up a seam, see Qi Cheng's mouth with a smile, pulled the seat belt on her side, tied her.

Song Yu’s face was humiliating, and his own self-confidence was laughed at by him.

The seat belts were attached, and Qi Cheng still did not let it open. The right hand holding the seat belt buckle suddenly climbed up her slender waist, opened her cashmere coat, and held her fiber through a thin close-fitting sweater. Waist, fine up and down the top and bottom.

Song Yu immediately trembled with a hot sigh, lowered his eyes, did not close, and did not dare to lift.

She has a high pony tail and looks like a young student. Even wearing a pure white cashmere coat, her white complexion is not compared. The white is almost transparent, and the cheeks are still pink. Blowed by the wind, with a little bit of coolness.

The lips and petals of the powder under the nose of Qiaqiong are also dyed and lured.

She was so quietly locked in his arms, his low-browed and sloppy appearance made him feel as if time had stopped, and he stayed at the moment of silence.

Qi Chengzhi slowly lowered his head, his lips gently printed on her soft lips and petals, gently rubbing on it. She couldn't help but open her lips, and the tip of her tongue rolled her lips all the way. The petals and beribles were attacked.

At the same time as he scored, the force that kissed her suddenly increased, pressing her back to the back of the chair and making a "beep" rubbing sound with the leather seat.

His kiss became more and more overbearing, and he didn’t know what it was like to be gentle, just like his people, and he said one.

Song Yu was kissed by him completely, and everything was dominated by him. His hands climbed up to his chest and felt the burning under his clothes through the shirt. The body was warm and intense.

She was stupid, and he was a little oxygen deficient in his brain. He felt that he slowly released her, but did not leave immediately.

Her forehead pressed against her forehead, and her lips rubbed against her lips.

The two people's heavy breathing sprinkled on each other's lips, and the heat completely could not feel the cold outside the window.

"I want to understand when you are." Qi Chengzhi said hoarsely, sticking to her lips, as if feeding his hoarse whisper into her mouth.

Until he sat back again, Song Yu had not returned to God, and did not realize what was going on.

When she slowly re-concentrates her spirits, the brain begins to function normally. Remembering what he has just said, I have long known that it has been too late. It is too late.

I want to understand when you are.

Want to understand?

She wanted to understand something, and the man made a decision for her casually.

But her face is still hot, and she has not fully recovered from the kiss.

His lips and teeth are his temperature and taste, and the tip of his tongue is finely scented in his mouth, with his faint tobacco flavor.

The thoughts in the brain were chaotic, and I couldn’t figure out a clue. I lowered my head and suddenly had a big hand in front of me.

His thin, slender hand came over and took one of her hands.

Song Yu bowed his head and looked at his exquisite hand as if it were from the artist's fine craftsmanship.

White, long and thin, with a firm and unwavering power.

The white nails are well-defined on the long fingertips. The nails are trimmed short and clean, and even this small detail reveals a strong masculinity.

Song Yu glanced at him, his eyes looking straight ahead, his side face clear and easy.

She wants to pull back her hand, but he holds it firmly, feels the idea that she wants to withdraw, and her strength in her hand is also increased.

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"You drive well." She said helplessly.

Qi Cheng's lips were slightly raised, her thumb was gently rubbing her soft knuckles, pulling her hand to the lips, and kissed her palm and the back of her hand.

Slightly moist with a warm kiss.

Song Yu couldn't help but bite the lip. The flap was not stunned.

He took her hand again and placed it on his big leg. The five slender fingers crossed her fingertips and held her fingers, and the palms covered her back, so it didn't move. .

The position is too sensitive. It is dangerous, the car is slightly bumpy, and she will smash the burning under his pants chain.

Song Yu’s tense hand was reduced to a fist, and he had to take it back. He pressed her hand tightly on his leg.

Through the fabric of the trousers, she not only felt the hot temperature below, but also felt that he had big legs and strong muscles, strong but elastic.

Song Yu’s back was hot and his face was already red.

"Don't make trouble, I have to concentrate on driving." He clung to her hand, sticking to his big leg, saying righteousness, as if she really disturbed him driving.

"..." Song Yu is speechless, and he is not so shameless, black can be said to be white.

I was afraid that I was disturbed when he drove. What happened really, the hand no longer dared to move, so he was so honestly placed on his hot legs. He was shivering with shame.

Song Yu simply did not look over the scenery outside the window, distracting attention, hope can also alleviate some uncomfortable.

Can look at it, she found that the car drove away from the city, do not know where to go.

Song Yu is inevitably nervous. She is not like a man like Qi Chengzhi. She doesn't have a chance to win. I don't know when he will be left with slag.

Just if today... is it too fast?

"Where to go?" Song Yu turned his head nervously, his eyes did not dare to look down at him. The position of the legs can only look at the side face he was driving.

It just doesn't seem to be a good choice. She should not look at anything.

He seems to be a delicate side face that has been repeatedly carved, and some of the good-looking Song Yu can't look straight.

His eyes were faint, and sometimes he fell on his long, thick eyelashes, and suddenly the ghosts fell on his lips.

His lips are still dyed with her lipstick color, faint, and some bright, thinking how to stick it up, his kiss is what the momentum is, Song Yu's lower abdomen is smashed, his face is hot. .

"I'm afraid I sold you?" Qi Cheng's faint stunned her, and found that she was blushing, and a pair of innocent big eyes couldn't help but lick on his lips. Qi Cheng's mouth could not help but swell Laugh.

Through her fingers, her hand clasped her hand, holding her hand tighter, the fingertips of the **** gently squatting in her palm, and she was itchy and numb.

Song Yu trembled and was embarrassed to say: "Don't yell at me."

This is not a problem, but I don’t know how, the face is aligned with it, and with this situation, it’s a bit embarrassing to say it. Hey, bring a little bit of tune.

Therefore, Song Yu itch also endured, blushing and tender.

Can be biased, but listen to the low alcohol of Qi Cheng: "Itch?"

His voice sounded quite serious, and it was mellow and beautiful, and did not bring a tone of laughter. Song Yu looked at the past.

Unexpectedly, Qi Chengzhi’s gaze was directed at her, with a smile in her eyes and a flame that promoted narrowness.

His eyes, plus his words, that is not to say she... What? Is it itchy?

Song Yu’s face almost burst open, and his palm was still tickle by him. The inexplicable daytime felt a wet and hot.

Song Yu involuntarily joined together. Hey, red face, stunned one eye, "Don't watch!"

"What do I see?" Qi Chengzhi raised his eyebrows. This time, not only the eyes, the corners of his mouth, but even the sounds brought with him a real smile.

Stinking rogue!

At this point, Song Yu only thought of these three words.

But on the mouth, she didn't dare to say a word. The shameful face was sulking, and the red fluttered. Don't start looking out the window.

His fingertips were still scratching in her palm. Song Yu's thin soft fingers gripped his fingers hard and tried not to let him continue to mess, but it didn't work much.

After the brain, there was a low, dumb and tight voice: "You are really close to me."

Even if Song Yu has not had a man, he also understands the suggestion of Qi Chengzhi.

A blood rushed up to the forehead, she just used her fingers... with his fingers, and when he said it, it would be like this!

Song Yu couldn't bear to turn his face, and his face was shy and angry. He couldn't stand the hard-working, and then he pulled his hand back, and he shyly said: "Qi Chengzhi, you are finished!" ”

She hurried her hand back, and Qi Chengzhi clenched her grip, and also had an inclusive tone: "Don't make trouble, then you have to get a car accident."

"You..." Song Yu was so angry, but he said nothing.

With such a shameless and special ability to put on a serious look to reverse the right and wrong of profiteers, she is really not an opponent.

She couldn't help thinking of the night when Qi Chengzhi first came to her house to talk about design, he was sitting in her bed. On the other hand, I still asked her if she was serious. bed?

Now think about it, he was deliberately playing at the time. Oh, she didn't even have doubts. It was really naive!

"Okay, don't make trouble, it's all there." Qi Chengzhi's voice called Song Yu's thoughts back.

Song Yu discovered that they came to the Red Roof Club.

Although Qi Chengzhi did not say it, but saw the Red Roof Club, Song Yu guessed that I am afraid that I will still see those people in Yanbei City.

"Don't be nervous, just come over for a meal." Qi Chengzhi stopped the car, because he had to pull the key, he finally let go of her hand.

How could Song Yu not be nervous, she looked at him, the last time I saw Yanbeicheng, the identity of an ordinary architect who wanted to fight for an order, and this time, she is in what identity they?

When she thought about it, Qi Chengzhi had put on her glasses again and opened the door to get off. Song Yu was busy holding his arm. "Wait!"

Qi Chengzhi looked back at her doubts and stopped the action of getting off the bus.

Song Yu took out a pack of paper towels from the bag and smoked it from the inside. Give a piece of paper to him, some uncomfortable to say: "You still have a lipstick on your mouth, wipe it first and then go in."

Qi Chengzhi looked down at the paper towel she was holding on her hand, and looked up at her. She did not reach out to pick up the paper towel. She suddenly hugged her waist, lifted her up and hugged it on her lap, and hugged her in her arms. .

Song Yu was trapped in the outstretched steering wheel and between him. He was so stunned by the steering wheel that he could only helplessly lean in his arms.

She pushed him. At the door of the clubhouse, there were guests and waiters coming in and out from time to time.

Moreover, the door of the cab is still open!

Qi Chengzhi did not let go, but held her tighter.

Her high-pitched ponytail made her look clean and fresh, revealing a white neck, and the curve was beautiful and moving.

Qi Chengzhi lowered his head, his lips sticked to the delicate skin on her neck, and her lips rubbed on her skin.

Song Yu shrank his neck and was rubbed and itchy.

After a day and then a little bit of cyan scum, although only a little bit of length that is difficult to calculate, it still rubbed her skin.

"You don't wear it so much, it hurts." Song Yu protested, shrinking his neck and hiding next to him.

Hearing, Qi Chengzhi stopped his movements and looked up. The lipstick on his lips had already been rubbed on her neck.

Looking down at Song Yu’s neck, the original white and clean skin was rubbed red by his new scum, and it looked a bit unsightly.

Qi Chengzhi’s eyes are unpleasant, Song Yu has some doubts, his neck is rubbed by his scum, he now reveals an unhappy face, is angry that her skin is too easy to leave, or angry at him Is the scum too crowded?

Song Yu saw that his thin lips, which seemed to be close to people, were smashed up and looked even more severe.

The fingertips gently swept over the red mark on her neck, as if to give her a red seal.

In the face of this sudden gentleness, Song Yu was overwhelmed by the red face.

In fact, as long as he does not take her to grind her, she is not hurting now.

Just to say so, Qi Chengzhi bowed his head.

This time there was no grinding on her neck, but a little bit, especially softly kissing the place where she was wounded, one after another wet and soft kiss, fine and dense, and sometimes There is a tongue licking her wound.

Itching and numbness, so that Song Yu couldn't help but want to laugh, but the strength of the body was soft and could not be born.

Gradually, this change with a pitiful kiss

Force, from a kiss to a heavy, his hands did not know when to reach into her sweater and climbed her Hungary.

Song Yu was shocked and immediately returned to God. This time, he really began to struggle seriously. He pushed him with flusteredness. "Qi Chengzhi, this is outside, don't you!"

I can't let go of it, I don’t hear it, I’m holding it.

"I still can't go in!" Song Yu said in a panic, leaning back and leaning.

Her back leaned against the stunned steering wheel, pressing the steering wheel and accidentally pressed the horn, and the "beep--" made a long, harsh sound.

I don't know if it is a sudden horn that makes Qi Chengzhi recover his reason.

He slowly loosened her, and the eyes were still shaking.

Qi Chengzhi took a deep breath, and his cheeks were still dyed with red, and Song Yu was flustered.

He spit out a lot of anger, his hands sliding to her waist, a heavy grip, grinding his teeth and said: "Getting you up in the morning and evening!"

Song Yu was forgotten by his words and gasped for a blush.

The tense expression of his sorrow and seriousness, the threat of export, and the invading light of the beast like a beast in her eyes made her feel a little scared.

Qi Chengzhi took her again, put her back to the co-pilot position, and got off the bus first.

Song Yu felt that his legs were soft and he had to calm down for a while before he opened the door and lowered his head. He did not dare to look at the eyes of Qi Chengzhi who would have swallowed her.

She doesn't like to wear gloves, she habitually put her hand in the pocket of the coat.

Qi Chengzhi locked the car and looked at her movements. The hand suddenly reached into her pocket, grabbed her hand, and wrapped all her soft hands in his firm palm.

She took her hand out and put it into her coat pocket.

This kind of action, he had to be very close to him, his arms crossed, and the scent of the men on his body kept coming and couldn't tell the intimacy.

His pocket is warm and his palm is burning. Heat and heat spread from the palm of her hand to her body.

Song Yu couldn't help but look up at him. Qi Chengzhi still looked forward without looking at it. He didn't have any expression on his face. He couldn't guess his intention. The expressionless face was very mismatched with the current behavior.

After a while, Song Yu, who was gradually calmed down by the cold wind, remembered the key to the family.

"Last night was the door you opened for me. Is the key to my family at you?" Song Yu looked up at him.

Qi Chengzhi gave her a faint look and did not answer.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Song Yu was anxious. The hand in his coat pocket pinched his tiger's mouth. "Isn't you there? If the key is taken by someone, it is very dangerous, I have to change the lock!" ”

Qi Chengzhi gave her a faint look and finally said: "Do not change the lock."

This means that the default key is there.

Song Yu immediately extended another hand that was not held by him, and his palms spread out in front of him. "Then return the key to me."

"..." Qi Chengzhi's eyes, his eyes swept over her empty palm, and regained his gaze, ignoring her problems, looking straight ahead and going forward.

Song Yu’s palm was still in front of his eyes, and after a while, the wind was blown red.

Qi Chengzhi finally said: "Put your hand back in your pocket and let it go cold outside."

"..." Then you will return the key to me!

The red-top club was dressed in the palace of the Qing Dynasty, and the male waiter greeted him. Song Yu regained his hand. It was not good to be entangled with him in the face of outsiders.

"Cheng Shao." The waiter reverently called, his eyes involuntarily fell in the pocket of Qi Chengzhi.

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