He and she were not calm, his hand was still on her waist, her hand was stacked on the back of his hand, and both of them did not move, causing this situation because of her sentence "Song Yuze, not now, I ......"

The ear was attached and whispered in his ear, and then, she heard him puff out a trash talk, and after the trash talk, he pressed his face against her shoulder socket and gasped for air.

"I've been waiting for you for four hours." The low and hoarse voice has a kind of dissatisfaction that children always can't eat ice cream.

The view from Zhao Xiangnong's perspective was enough to make her face continue to burn, and his face was pressing against the top part of her side and the other side......

The other side was also unobstructed, snow-white, upright, and the top was the color of water red, and the water red color was surrounded by the tooth marks that he had just left and had not melted.

The trembling hand touched the sweatshirt that had slipped on his waist, and as soon as his hand moved, he pressed it back.

"What for?"

"I ...... Clothes. She whispered.

The sweatshirt was put back on her, but, in a matter of minutes, he took off the corset again, and the hand that had reached into her dress went back and forth on both sides of her, and she whispered a protest with more force, and the more she protested, the more fierce he became, and finally made her involuntarily face his whole body towards him.

A few more minutes later......

Again...... Biting again.

His hand touched the head buried in her chest through his clothes, and his voice was thin and fragmented, following the force of his teeth, pushing away and then ......

A few minutes later, the faint and soft light of the carriage shone the sweat stains on his forehead, and at a close distance, Zhao Xiangnong saw the protruding temples.

"What's wrong?" Reaching out, the wetness of his fingers was felt from his forehead.

He looked at her motionlessly, what belonged to his eyes was a stormy tide of love, and the tide of love was like a stormy wave, at this moment, Zhao Xiangnong finally saw what Clara had always wanted to present in Song Yuze's eyes.

Thoughts were warning Zhao Xiangnong, but his eyes didn't obey, so he stared at her stupidly, his face getting closer and closer to her, and the tip of his nose rubbed against the tip of her nose.

"Zhao Xiangnon, Zhao Xiangnon......" he called her name, and his voice was like a trapped beast.

At the same time his hand took her hand, from his abdomen all the way down......

Zhao Xiangnong trembled his lips, wanting to say something, but he couldn't say a word.

The shaky hand that had been forcibly grabbed finally reached where she was supposed to be, even through a thin layer of fabric fibers...... It's going to be hot.

Moreover, what the hand touches is as if it is the pulse of life, warm and strong! At swords' points!

Zhao Xiangnong trembled his lips and trembled his voice, Ah ...... Aze.

Her "Aze" clearly added fuel to the fire.

"Can't go in, damn can't go in!" The suppressed voice is sexy and charming.

At this moment, a man made her so obsessed that she was infatuated to ......

Some thoughts are no longer swayable, and some words are involuntary.

"Or else, you...... You, be careful, be careful and put it in, huh? ”

He shook his head.

"Or ...... What do you say should be done? Under that aggressive aura, Zhao Xiangnon seemed to be six gods and no master.

He didn't speak, and the release of his breath continued to strengthen, forbearance, and hardship.

Some thoughts were generated in her mind, and her lips were attached to his ear: Aze......

Song Yuze looked at the head that was gradually falling, her medium-long hair fell on her shoulders, the warmth just now made her hair messy, and her trembling hands were groping to open the restraints that belonged to him, but, it seems, it was not smooth.

Her shoulders were shaking, she had never done anything like this, right? The hand gently fell on the top of her hair, and the gentle touch seemed to be the best reward, and finally ......

No more shelter!

For the first time, Zhao Xiangnong wanted to escape, but his head was followed, even if his strength was very small, but he was conveying his ardent desire, but ......

Raising her head and looking at him, she was a little afraid, just afraid......

Looking at it with his eyes down, the face that looked at him was ...... no matter how he looked at it I guess I'm scared, right? The palm of his hand touched her cheek, and at this moment, there was no need to communicate words.

As if summoned, she lowered her eyes, the hat of her sweatshirt tilted to one side, and that tilt brought her hair, which fell to cover half of her cheeks, and then she lowered her head.

When the soft flap of his lips brushed against the place where it contrasted, it caused a spasm that resembled suffocation, and he was ......

At the last second, he grabbed her, to hold her hand, and there was a soft touch in the tips of his fingers, and at that moment, the touch that belonged to his fingertips seemed to be boundless and accidentally transmitted to his heart, and a small pain spread in his heart.

In the early hours of the morning, the moonlight came to its heyday, dyeing the entire park a silvery white.

The car parked in the inconspicuous spot is still there.

Zhao Xiangnong collapsed in Song Yuze's arms, her cheek was pressed against his chest, her side face lazily looked at the moonlight outside the car window, the long night wind drove the chains under the basket, making a sound of colliding with each other, the sound came a little abruptly, Zhao Xiangnong woke up suddenly, and then, his hand began to hide unnaturally in his sweater pocket.

Even if her hand has been put in the pocket of the sweater, the heat that belongs to her fingertips due to the rapid friction is still there, and the heat that remains on her fingertips makes Zhao Xiangnong subconsciously pinch the fabric of the sweatshirt to transfer and dispel the discomfort.

"Have you done it for him before?" Song Yuze, who had been silent, suddenly asked such a sentence.

After reacting, Zhao Xiangnong was silent.

What happened in this carriage for Song Yuze this night also happened to Kashiwahara Xiu, it happened when she was twenty years old, but it didn't work out, because she was panicked, it seemed to get worse and worse, and in the end, Kashiwahara Xiu solved it herself.

And, this time, she succeeded in letting him release from the palm of her hand.

"How many times? Many times? Or do you not even remember the specifics? As he spoke, his voice as cold as the moonlight outside the car window.

Zhao Xiangnong got up, she felt aggrieved in her heart, it was not easy to come here to see him at such a point in time, and she was still ......

When those piping hot ...... How panicked she was when it fell into her hands.

"I'm going back." Zhao Xiangnong arranged her hair, and the hat of the sweatshirt was put back on her head, and her movements deliberately slowed down when she did this, in order to let him coax her, as she did before, it should be difficult for them to meet during this time, and she didn't want their brief meeting to end unhappily.

However, he did not say a word, nor did he make any soothing gestures.

Gritting his teeth, Zhao Xiangnong's hand fell on the door handle.

"He still has your engagement ring on his hand, and when he and those people declare you his fiancée, the television is at a hand's distance from me, and my friend says to me that you and he are the typical kind of man and woman who has nothing to do and plays tricks, and he made a bet with another friend of mine that in less than a month the wedding will continue, and that it will be blessed by everyone as usual."

"Why do you think that?" Zhao Xiangnong also said coldly.

They are all like that, why does Song Yuze still think like that.

"Zhao Xiangnon, I occasionally suspect that you appear outside my room, knocking on the door of my room is just a kind of rebellion derived from long-term repression at a certain stage, I also think that the period of rebellion belonging to Zhao Xiangnon will be very short, a week later, I will wake up in the morning to find another check for 500,000 euros you left, and behind that 500,000 euro check is a message that says: Honey, my ridiculous journey is over."

Song Yuze, this bastard, Zhao Xiangnong opened the car door.

"Is that so, Zhao Shannon?"

"You can think whatever you like!" Zhao Xiangnong got out of the car, she didn't pay attention to such a bastard anymore.

"I know that many women want to have something to do with Kashiwahara embroidery, he meets the gorgeous dream in their minds, and you, the reason why you have come to this point with me is that Kashiwahara embroidery plays a powerful driving force." Little by little, his voice gradually changed from indifference to gloom: "From his words, it can be heard that Kashiwahara Xiu does not intend to let go, and he also believes that in the end he will usher in the wedding that belongs to you." ”

This secret meeting, which she stared at the clock for nearly four hours before she changed into her sweatshirt and, with the help of Miss Rice, slipped out the back door, ended in displeasure.

When Zhao Xiangnong walked back, Song Yuze drove his car past her quickly.

Sleepless nights.

The next day, Sunday, Zhao Xiangnong appeared on Chicago TV with a strong spirit, this is the first time she has appeared in the public media since she escaped marriage, she wants to participate in a live interview show that was finalized a month and a half ago, at that time, the program team planned it with her first interview after marriage, but who knew that she encountered her escape in the middle.

This is a very influential talk show, the host is known for her poisonous tongue, Zhao Xiangnon believes that she can handle it with her experience and ability, but the host still brings the topic to the question of her and Kashiwahara embroidery with her old spiciness.

"It's impossible for me to do it with him." A sleepless night, coupled with the host's extremely inducing words, suddenly made Zhao Xiangnong express the most direct expression in her mind at a certain moment.

After this sentence was said, Zhao Xiangnong was stunned, and in the next second, the words that Song Yuze said quickly sounded in her head, "From his words, it can be heard that Bai Yuanxiu does not intend to let go, and he also believes that in the end, he will usher in the wedding that belongs to you." ”

Last night, Zhao Xiangnong recalled Song Yuze's words well, and after that, she forgave him, just like Song Yuze once said, "Where I live, a few hundred dollars a month, and those hundreds of dollars are just the price of a leather shoe worn by other people" similar to this principle.

He's just a kid who lives in Chicago and has nothing, and the other guy has everything, and he's having low self-esteem for that, and it's that inferiority that makes his language aggressive.

Song Yuze, this stupid.

Exhaled a breath, Zhao Xiangnong's heart was crossed, and he smiled at the host's underbeaten expression that he always wanted to dig up something anytime and anywhere.

"Kashiwahara and I spoke on the phone last night and we have reached an agreement to break up peacefully, and I think it won't be long before everyone can see the statement we made together."

Zhao Xiangnong's preemptive words spread quickly after just a few minutes.

When she left the TV station, Zhao Shannon's heart was heavy, and the first person to call her mobile phone was Martin, Niyang. Martin, the central figure of the think tank hired by Zhao Yanting, Mr. Yes, at this moment, this Mr. Yes speaks in a tone like carrying a ** bag, which should be related to the fact that he has dealt with too many messes recently.

"I'm sorry." She apologized to him and then told the good gentleman that she would explain to her father.

Turn off the mobile phone, and then, Zhao Xiangnong went to another exit of the TV station and stopped the taxi, and Zhao Xiangnong asked the taxi driver to take her to Song Yuze's place.

On this day, Zhao Xiangnong met the girl who had ridden Song Yuze's motorcycle many times in Song Yuze's room.

The author has something to say: 123 romance pumping ~~~~~

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