He sighed and opened the car door: I'll go see him, why have I been there for so long
Xiao Mingming was the only one in the car, very quiet, so quiet that she felt that she could hear her heartbeat, clear and obvious
She didn't exaggerate, in fact, she was not as indifferent as herself, and her heart was beating very fast now
He has never been a person who wants to ask for it. Although he doesn't want to admit it, the fact is irrefutable
That day, Yuan Qian sent her home downstairs to watch her go upstairs. He never smoked under the shade of trees by the roadside with no disturbances.
Yuan Qian held her glasses and stuttered for a long time. The general idea was that she was very embarrassed today. She should have sent her home early.
Xiao Ming clearly knew that his mind was sincere and his eyes were focused. She responded with a gentle smile that she always showed, and then nodded and acquiesced to his invitation to the next date.
When the two said goodbye, Yuan Qian seemed to have something to say, but he never made any comments.
Yuan Qian, are you going to have a midnight snack?
He Zeng waved to this side, Xiao Mingming glanced at the sound, he noticed it, and smiled silently at her
Yuan Qian didn't say anything until the end. Xiao Mingming guessed that He Zeng was present. Today, even if Yuan Qian really had something to say and did, he would be ruined by him.
But what exactly he wants to do? Why did he appear in his own world again?
Is it really such a coincidence in the world?
Xiao Mingming's Tianwen got the answer a few days later: There is really such a coincidence in the world.
She stayed in He Zeng's hotel room until the sun was sunrise that day, and suddenly felt that staying here for a second would be painful.
It's so strange that I struggled a few hours ago and needed some recognition. An answer, but a few hours later, suddenly it seemed that I immediately stood on the opposite side of the previous one, just trying to escape.
So she ran away, endured the pain and put on her clothes, and silently looked at He Zeng who was asleep on the chair.
She rarely looks at his face carefully during the day. As for her sleeping face, it seems that this is the first time she has seen him.
There was a faint bruise in his eyes, probably because of the dark circles caused by the whole night all year round
Xiao Mingming suddenly thought that, in fact, apart from the few vivid and aftertasteful sex, she never knew anything about him, except for knowing what his name was and which company he knew.
Of course, he didn't know, nor had he ever asked about her
She herself doesn't understand whether this mutual attraction between the two is good or the sensory stimulation caused by the interweaving of desire.
Of course there is something attractive about He Zeng. He was so irresistible to her because of his professional sense of eliteness and the charm of training that he tempted her. However, apart from that, she knew him very little.
As for what I like him, I can’t say that I like him and have sex with her, right?
He was really lustful, at least in front of her, he had to be ready to become watery and wet at any time
But he is also very gentle sometimes. Is that kind of tenderness that has nothing to do with desires because of fatigue or because of that little bit of insignificant favor?
She looked at him last and was about to leave, but by chance she found a piece of fluorescent wrinkled paper pressed under the desk lamp.
Xiao Mingming was very curious and moved the desk lamp away, with five words written on it: He Zeng’s bad guy
Xiao Mingming was the only one in the car, very quiet, so quiet that she felt that she could hear her heartbeat, clear and obvious
She didn't exaggerate, in fact, she was not as indifferent as herself, and her heart was beating very fast now
He has never been a person who wants to ask for it. Although he doesn't want to admit it, the fact is irrefutable
That day, Yuan Qian sent her home downstairs to watch her go upstairs. He never smoked under the shade of trees by the roadside with no disturbances.
Yuan Qian held her glasses and stuttered for a long time. The general idea was that she was very embarrassed today. She should have sent her home early.
Xiao Ming clearly knew that his mind was sincere and his eyes were focused. She responded with a gentle smile that she always showed, and then nodded and acquiesced to his invitation to the next date.
When the two said goodbye, Yuan Qian seemed to have something to say, but he never made any comments.
Yuan Qian, are you going to have a midnight snack?
He Zeng waved to this side, Xiao Mingming glanced at the sound, he noticed it, and smiled silently at her
Yuan Qian didn't say anything until the end. Xiao Mingming guessed that He Zeng was present. Today, even if Yuan Qian really had something to say and did, he would be ruined by him.
But what exactly he wants to do? Why did he appear in his own world again?
Is it really such a coincidence in the world?
Xiao Mingming's Tianwen got the answer a few days later: There is really such a coincidence in the world.
She stayed in He Zeng's hotel room until the sun was sunrise that day, and suddenly felt that staying here for a second would be painful.
It's so strange that I struggled a few hours ago and needed some recognition. An answer, but a few hours later, suddenly it seemed that I immediately stood on the opposite side of the previous one, just trying to escape.
So she ran away, endured the pain and put on her clothes, and silently looked at He Zeng who was asleep on the chair.
She rarely looks at his face carefully during the day. As for her sleeping face, it seems that this is the first time she has seen him.
There was a faint bruise in his eyes, probably because of the dark circles caused by the whole night all year round
Xiao Mingming suddenly thought that, in fact, apart from the few vivid and aftertasteful sex, she never knew anything about him, except for knowing what his name was and which company he knew.
Of course, he didn't know, nor had he ever asked about her
She herself doesn't understand whether this mutual attraction between the two is good or the sensory stimulation caused by the interweaving of desire.
Of course there is something attractive about He Zeng. He was so irresistible to her because of his professional sense of eliteness and the charm of training that he tempted her. However, apart from that, she knew him very little.
As for what I like him, I can’t say that I like him and have sex with her, right?
He was really lustful, at least in front of her, he had to be ready to become watery and wet at any time
But he is also very gentle sometimes. Is that kind of tenderness that has nothing to do with desires because of fatigue or because of that little bit of insignificant favor?
She looked at him last and was about to leave, but by chance she found a piece of fluorescent wrinkled paper pressed under the desk lamp.
Xiao Mingming was very curious and moved the desk lamp away, with five words written on it: He Zeng’s bad guy
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