Song Qingcheng had just taken a shower before coming out, and her body smelled good, but her face was pure and plain. Even the warm yellow light on the side of the road set off Diane’s eyebrows as white as the skin in the distant mountains, as if she could pinch the water with a pinch after the rain in the morning.
She didn’t know why she would say those four words.
Maybe she really wants to get rid of this life as she told Shen Che.
Sitting in Yutingchuan’s car, the two men said that the atmosphere was a little depressed, but this kind of depression was more like restraint.
A few minutes later, the black Mercedes stopped at apartment building 9.
The first floor was converted into a house, and the light was on in the shop, because the card game had just been dismissed and there was no door yet.
Yu Tingchuan just hung up the file and the whole Song Dynasty lost a word’ I’m going to do some shopping’, so he looked at her figure and ran into the shop. Yu Tingchuan sat in the car for a while before he bowed his head and lit a cigarette next to his car because of his addiction, and then threw the cigarette case and lighter back into the car.
It is a tacit question what to buy in the whole Song Dynasty.
It wasn’t long before Yu Tingchuan saw the girl in a red dress coming out of the shop. She quickly walked to the front of the car, and he stamped out the remaining half cigarette on the edge of the leather shoes.
The apartment building has no stairs and corridor lights and has been in disrepair for years.
Song Qingcheng opened the software building of mobile phone receiver, but she still turned her head and said in the dark, "You should be careful when there is no light in the corridor."
The mobile phone can shine everywhere, but it’s just a corner
YuTingChuan single-handed copy bag behind her to pick up the order.
One female college student who shared a room with Song Qingcheng went back to her hometown these days, and the other one did not return after traveling with her boyfriend.
The key turns and the lock rings very clearly in the middle of the night.
Turning on the light, Song Qingcheng put the keys and things in his hand on the table and then turned to ask, "Do you want some water?"
Before Yu Tingchuan answered, she dragged the chair to the bed and took a rubber band to tie up her hair. "You sit at home and have no mineral water. I’ll boil a pot of water."
Say that finish with hot water kettle out of the room.
Yu Tingchuan’s 15-meter bedside looked at this less than 12-square bedroom with a window, a table and two chairs. The wall next to the table was taped with a mirror, and there was a trash can by the door. It was old furniture for some years. The fruity green luggage case fell into the only bright spot in the room.
Song Qingcheng took the water from the kitchen and came out without going back to the room to boil water, but went to the corner of the living room and plugged it there.
Listening to the boiled water, she looked a little flustered.
Five minutes later, a pot of water boiled.
Song Qingcheng found a circle in the living room, but he couldn’t find a disposable cup. He could go back to his room to get his usual drinking cup. When she pushed open the door left unlocked, she found that Yu Tingchuan had crossed the long-legged chair. He was holding one in his hand, which she had bought before and had seen "The Old Man’s Sea" on the bedside.
This scene is like ordinary hospitality.
Hearing the noise, Yutingchuan looked up.
Song Qingcheng picked up the table and showed a shallow smile. "There is no extra cup at home, but rest assured that I will wash it very clean."
Waiting for her to come in with a cup, Yutingchuan has put the closure back on the bed.
He asked, "Share with her?"
Song city leng leng immediately smile "for two female college students"
"They’re not home tonight?"
“……”
Song Qingcheng didn’t know how Yutingchuan discovered it, but Yutingchuan didn’t give her a chance to think. He handed her the teacup and put it aside, then got up and picked her up and pressed the weak bed.
What happens after that is a matter of course.
☆ Chapter 5 His ex-wife’s words in the middle of the night
For some things, even if you are prepared in your heart, the whole body of Song Dynasty is still uncontrollably stiff.
The room began to get messy.
She tried to dominate, but when the boat came to the bridge, it was a pool of soft water.
Men and women have never been evenly matched in this matter.
The slipknot of the denim shirt was skillfully untied. Yu Tingchuan wore a wrist watch, and the cold strap inside her nightgown was attached to her skin. It was seen that Song Qingcheng squeezed his warm breath and blew her ear. "Didn’t you wear bra?"
Song Qingcheng’s body is weak, but her brain is particularly awake to hear Yu Tingchuan’s voice. She closed her eyes and didn’t answer, but sometimes silence is the best spice starter.
Men and women always want to test each other from the beginning, trying to understand the length of each other’s reality
But in the end, many things will deviate from the original expectation.
Confused, she heard Yu Tingchuan ask "First time?"
Song Qingcheng breathed a little and opened her eyes again. It was a man’s crisp shirt shoulder. She remembered a sentence. Not all men like inexperienced women, especially those men who have been through Qian Fan for a long time. Compared with nothing, they may be entangled. Little girls prefer to choose mature women who are quite well-matched.
When Song Qingcheng looked at the man’s eyes and asked, "What if it isn’t?"
She seems to have a charming French style at the tip of her eyes.
Yu Tingchuan put her over-mature expression into her eyes, thinking about her past behaviors to herself, and the moment she stepped into this room tonight, some simplicity has become complicated.
"Some things don’t need to be brave," he whispered.
Song city looked up with both hands to untie the belt and kissed his thin lips at the same time.
Yutingchuan came in from the front.
The whole song dynasty felt very bloated, and the pain in that moment passed quickly.
The strange feeling gradually became clear, and the limbs became more and more soft, just like the string doll in someone else’s hand. Later, it seemed to be thrown into the clouds. She couldn’t help but want to go to the lamp. Just when she raised her hand, she was held with her fingers clasped and pressed against the pillow to meet her, which was a wave of bone erosion.
Finally, I couldn’t help but make a low sound.
……
Song Qingcheng was awakened by the mobile phone vibration in the dark.
She opened her eyes, but her heart beat faster and faster because of the mechanical buzzing. The room was still blowing cold and cold air, and the thin tone was warm. She wanted to press the wall and open her other arm, but the whole room was lit up by warm yellow lights.
When the lights are on, the whole song dynasty closes its eyes like a pair of sleeping samples.
There was a movement next to it.
Yu Tingchuan seems to sit up and take the mobile phone from his trousers pocket, and soon his hoarse voice "What is it?"
“……”