Ye Sang called Ye's mother, and if nothing unexpected happened, the squad leader took the blame for the late return again.
Hang up the phone, Ye Sang smiled and turned to look at Huo Jinting, and my mother said, don’t exceed twelve o’clock.
Huo Jinting looked at him with his eyes down, his lips slightly raised, a faint smile, but his eyes were so dark.
Ye Sang's heart astringent and his legs were sore. Just watching like this, his mouth and tongue quickly became dry.
In the narrow telephone booth, the air became thinner while heating up. Ye Sang clenched his fingertips slightly, walking, walking.
What to go?
Didn’t you go to a bar to celebrate Wu Hao’s birthday?
Then go Ah.
You, you are blocking the door.
Huo Jinting pursed his lower lip, raised his head, and glanced out through the blue glass of the telephone booth.
It is not close to the school, and because of winter, there are scattered pedestrians on the street.
It should...can't see clearly...
He thought, withdrew his gaze, reached out to circle Ye Sang's waist, and lowered his head to print to her lips.
Ye Sang's heartbeat and patted him. He turned his head slightly and pressed his shoulder lightly. This was the phone booth!
Just kiss.Huo Jinting half-swept his lustful eyes and turned his head to chase and bit her lower lip and held it.
Um... The slight tingling pain penetrated the brain, Ye Sang frowned and raised his jaw slightly, allowing his lips to open her lips and teeth, and penetrated into her mouth.
She knew it was not good, but this was a telephone booth, right on the side of the road, but she couldn't resist it.
The breath he breathed was so hot that her consciousness and reason were stuck together, her bones were sore and soft that she couldn't find any strength.
He rolled up her tongue, sucked it hard, and tightened his hand around her waist, as if he wanted to press her into his body.
I haven't touched her for a week, and I can't stand it when I touched her, but I have to stop it. This is a telephone booth!
Huo Jinting tightly grabbed the hem of Ye Sang's coat with his fingertips, and finally let go of her lips and raised her head.
The breath he exhaled became even hotter. Under the dim yellow light in the phone booth, there was a faint white splashing on Ye Sang's face, which was still looking at her with his little head tilted.
Ye Sang's lips opened slightly, and his small mouth was breathing rapidly. His eyes were blurred and seductive.
Huo Jinting looked at her with his eyes down, rolled his throat, lowered his head and pecked her lips, which were swollen from her kiss, raised his hand, held her face, and wiped his thumb over the light water light at the corner of her lips.
Will you send a trip to the small warehouse later?His tone was a joke, but his hoarse voice and lustful eyes told Ye Sang that he was not a joke.
Ye Sang quickly opened his eyes, held his lower lip gently, and said nothing.
If you don’t speak, you will assume that.
... She really couldn't agree, but she couldn't refuse either.
Moreover, she missed him too, really, really, just now, when he just held her lips, she became wet...
At half past nine, Huo Jinting walked on the stairs and turned to the second floor. Before he could reach the bar, Ye Sang came to someone singing, and the sound of howling and laughing were mixed with laughter.
Ye Sang's eyes opened slightly and turned to look at Huo Jinting because she heard the sound of Wu Hao.
Huo Jinting laughed softly and said nothing.
Turning into the bar, Ye Sang saw more than a dozen people sitting around the small round table on the left side of the bar. Wu Hao was standing on the top, with a microphone stand on the left, but the microphone was in his hand, singing happily, and more than a dozen people under the low table were smiling and leaning back and forth.
Ye Sang only now discovered that their bar can still sing!
When Wu Hao saw Huo Jinting and Ye Sang coming, he pinched the microphone and called out to Ye Sang.
Xiao Sangsang, where is my birthday gift?
Ye Sang was stunned and a little stupid. She forgot about her birthday gift at all.
When Wu Hao saw her expression and deliberately looked disappointed, I knew I knew...
You know your sister Ah!Didn’t you buy cakes?
Different Ah!Wu Hao replied and looked at Ye Sang, "Otherwise, Xiao Sangsang sang one, just treat it as a birthday gift for me."
Ye Sang's eyes suddenly opened wide, as round as a frightened rabbit, and then he kept wavering his hands, no no no no!I won't……
Alas!Don’t be humble, I’ll still sing even if I leave like this, right?I can't do it, you can be even second to me.
Xiaopi and Kun Er immediately stood up and agreed, and the others followed suit.
Ye Sang cried and looked at Huo Jinting for help.
Huo Jinting also looked at her, but smiled without saying a word. Ye Sang was anxious and grabbed the corner of his clothes and pulled it. I really don't know, really...
Huo Jinting shook his head lightly and shouted at Wu Hao and the others, "Oh, you're almost Ah."
As soon as he opened his mouth, he immediately felt a sigh of relief, and even Huo Jinting himself couldn't help laughing.
Wu Hao was about to continue to take the lead in making excuses, but suddenly he saw someone standing at the door of the bar and turning his head to look at them.
He narrowed his eyes down, gathered his gaze that was a little distracted by alcohol, and instantly recognized who the person was.
Hey, he pinched the microphone with one hand and pointed at the door with the other, Brother Feng?Isn’t that Brother Feng?
Brother Feng?
Ye Sang's head flashed through the man he met at the stairs that day and his naked gaze that was extremely penetrating. He turned his chest subconsciously and saw that the man he met at the stairs that day was wrapping his hands around his chest, leaning slantedly at the bar door.
Hang up the phone, Ye Sang smiled and turned to look at Huo Jinting, and my mother said, don’t exceed twelve o’clock.
Huo Jinting looked at him with his eyes down, his lips slightly raised, a faint smile, but his eyes were so dark.
Ye Sang's heart astringent and his legs were sore. Just watching like this, his mouth and tongue quickly became dry.
In the narrow telephone booth, the air became thinner while heating up. Ye Sang clenched his fingertips slightly, walking, walking.
What to go?
Didn’t you go to a bar to celebrate Wu Hao’s birthday?
Then go Ah.
You, you are blocking the door.
Huo Jinting pursed his lower lip, raised his head, and glanced out through the blue glass of the telephone booth.
It is not close to the school, and because of winter, there are scattered pedestrians on the street.
It should...can't see clearly...
He thought, withdrew his gaze, reached out to circle Ye Sang's waist, and lowered his head to print to her lips.
Ye Sang's heartbeat and patted him. He turned his head slightly and pressed his shoulder lightly. This was the phone booth!
Just kiss.Huo Jinting half-swept his lustful eyes and turned his head to chase and bit her lower lip and held it.
Um... The slight tingling pain penetrated the brain, Ye Sang frowned and raised his jaw slightly, allowing his lips to open her lips and teeth, and penetrated into her mouth.
She knew it was not good, but this was a telephone booth, right on the side of the road, but she couldn't resist it.
The breath he breathed was so hot that her consciousness and reason were stuck together, her bones were sore and soft that she couldn't find any strength.
He rolled up her tongue, sucked it hard, and tightened his hand around her waist, as if he wanted to press her into his body.
I haven't touched her for a week, and I can't stand it when I touched her, but I have to stop it. This is a telephone booth!
Huo Jinting tightly grabbed the hem of Ye Sang's coat with his fingertips, and finally let go of her lips and raised her head.
The breath he exhaled became even hotter. Under the dim yellow light in the phone booth, there was a faint white splashing on Ye Sang's face, which was still looking at her with his little head tilted.
Ye Sang's lips opened slightly, and his small mouth was breathing rapidly. His eyes were blurred and seductive.
Huo Jinting looked at her with his eyes down, rolled his throat, lowered his head and pecked her lips, which were swollen from her kiss, raised his hand, held her face, and wiped his thumb over the light water light at the corner of her lips.
Will you send a trip to the small warehouse later?His tone was a joke, but his hoarse voice and lustful eyes told Ye Sang that he was not a joke.
Ye Sang quickly opened his eyes, held his lower lip gently, and said nothing.
If you don’t speak, you will assume that.
... She really couldn't agree, but she couldn't refuse either.
Moreover, she missed him too, really, really, just now, when he just held her lips, she became wet...
At half past nine, Huo Jinting walked on the stairs and turned to the second floor. Before he could reach the bar, Ye Sang came to someone singing, and the sound of howling and laughing were mixed with laughter.
Ye Sang's eyes opened slightly and turned to look at Huo Jinting because she heard the sound of Wu Hao.
Huo Jinting laughed softly and said nothing.
Turning into the bar, Ye Sang saw more than a dozen people sitting around the small round table on the left side of the bar. Wu Hao was standing on the top, with a microphone stand on the left, but the microphone was in his hand, singing happily, and more than a dozen people under the low table were smiling and leaning back and forth.
Ye Sang only now discovered that their bar can still sing!
When Wu Hao saw Huo Jinting and Ye Sang coming, he pinched the microphone and called out to Ye Sang.
Xiao Sangsang, where is my birthday gift?
Ye Sang was stunned and a little stupid. She forgot about her birthday gift at all.
When Wu Hao saw her expression and deliberately looked disappointed, I knew I knew...
You know your sister Ah!Didn’t you buy cakes?
Different Ah!Wu Hao replied and looked at Ye Sang, "Otherwise, Xiao Sangsang sang one, just treat it as a birthday gift for me."
Ye Sang's eyes suddenly opened wide, as round as a frightened rabbit, and then he kept wavering his hands, no no no no!I won't……
Alas!Don’t be humble, I’ll still sing even if I leave like this, right?I can't do it, you can be even second to me.
Xiaopi and Kun Er immediately stood up and agreed, and the others followed suit.
Ye Sang cried and looked at Huo Jinting for help.
Huo Jinting also looked at her, but smiled without saying a word. Ye Sang was anxious and grabbed the corner of his clothes and pulled it. I really don't know, really...
Huo Jinting shook his head lightly and shouted at Wu Hao and the others, "Oh, you're almost Ah."
As soon as he opened his mouth, he immediately felt a sigh of relief, and even Huo Jinting himself couldn't help laughing.
Wu Hao was about to continue to take the lead in making excuses, but suddenly he saw someone standing at the door of the bar and turning his head to look at them.
He narrowed his eyes down, gathered his gaze that was a little distracted by alcohol, and instantly recognized who the person was.
Hey, he pinched the microphone with one hand and pointed at the door with the other, Brother Feng?Isn’t that Brother Feng?
Brother Feng?
Ye Sang's head flashed through the man he met at the stairs that day and his naked gaze that was extremely penetrating. He turned his chest subconsciously and saw that the man he met at the stairs that day was wrapping his hands around his chest, leaning slantedly at the bar door.