In the middle of the night, the restless and sinful side of people's hearts will always escape quietly and turn into a huge fishing net, enveloping people in it.

At the border where the shadows of the trees are intertwined.

A tall and slender figure stood in the darkness, her eyes dark, and from a not too close distance, she could almost feel a sense of imprisonment where her soul was bound.

The nerves that were not tense suddenly relaxed, cold sweat broke out on her forehead, the tip of her nose was red, her legs were still a little soft, and she stretched out her hand towards the man over there.

"Professor...... Me, I can't walk anymore. ”

In that atmosphere just now, she almost felt that there would be one more social news tomorrow morning, and the eighteenth line of the paste coffee died tragically in a remote park-

The man over there didn't move, just leaned against a wooden bridge by the lake, and his thin red lips were faintly visible.

The night is gentle.

He also became a little softer.

He stretched out his hand towards Shi Wei, and his low and light voice was better than all the beautiful timbre in the world: "Come here." ”

I was not stunned.

Suddenly met his eyes.

She didn't move, and a particularly strange feeling suddenly rose in her heart, but the person in front of her was indeed Wen Nanye.

"What are you doing in a place like this?"

Shi Wei moved with small steps, the corners of the man's lips were raised, and the tail of his slender and beautiful eyes squinted shallowly: "I'm waiting for you, I really want to see you." ”

Shi Wei not only felt that his scalp was numb, and for a while, all his doubts were completely bewitched.

She misses him so much.

I really saw it.

What else was she thinking?

But—

"How did you know I was going to come here?

Shi Wei twisted his eyebrows slightly, and subconsciously observed the surroundings.

Finally stood one step away from the man, her bright eyes were pretty, no different from usual, she was testing his reaction.

The man lowered his eyelashes lightly, looked at the skirt above the woman's knees, her knees were red by the night wind, her legs were soft, she wanted to be tightly wrapped, she wanted to break the barrier, she wanted to hear the woman's weak, feeble cry -

"Professor Wen?"

Shi Wei saw that he did not speak, and the strange feeling in her heart became stronger, and she walked to his side, her soft little hand gently shaking in front of his eyes.

"Isn't there anything wrong with you...... Huh?"

The man pulled her into his arms, and when she turned around, her back was pressed against the guardrail of the wooden bridge, and the man pressed it almost tightly, hot, hot, and painful.

Shi Wei took a breath of cool air.

"Wen ...... Not. ”

"Like me? Huh?"

The man leaned over and bit her lip, the hand that hooked her waist almost crushed her. She almost tasted a faint taste of blood, but his low, savvy words tugged at her ear, instantly clearing her senses.

Hot, ambiguous, and late-night excitement doubles.

But—

Not right-

Not right-

The alarm bell sounded in my heart.

Shi Wu raised his hand and pushed his chest: "Wen Nanye, what's wrong with you?"

The man raised his hand, his slightly cool fingertips caressing her delicate cheeks, and his eyes were deep and boundless.

The curvature of the corners of the lips is insane.

"I really, like you to death. His fingers went down, his thin lips rubbing against her bleeding lips, tingling, breathing, and then—a fine lick.

Shi Wei's breathing has begun to be unsmooth, and his reason is still on the verge of collapse.

Her voice was still shaking as she spoke.

"Wen, Wen Nanye—what the hell are you—ah!"

Her pupils dilated, and a sharp tingling sensation came from her neck.

I couldn't help but scream in pain.