Under the starry sky, his face was gradually drawing closer to her, and his gradually approaching breath made her eyelashes tremble violently, and in order to make the eyelashes not tremble so much, she simply closed her eyes.

The first thing that touched her was the soft hair on his forehead, which fell down her forehead and brushed it across her forehead, then the tip of his nose, followed by the lip flap.

The soft lip flap brushed over her lip flap, she didn't dodge or meet it, he took her upper lip flap, sucked gently, let go, and the tip of his tongue made the most gentle comfort on her lower lip flap.

Not far away, someone suddenly broke into the field, the drunk man was cursing, and those voices pierced Zhao Xiangnong's eardrums, and when she came back to her senses, she found that the tip of his tongue was trying to pry her teeth open.

Don't look away, Zhao Xiangnong said dryly, it's okay, Song Yuze, you caught me, otherwise I would have to fall to the ground.

There was no response to her words, and he remained in the same position as he had rested his head on her sideburns.

Zhao Xiangnong continued: "Song Yuze, have you seen Clara's courtship advertisements, I guess, her courtship advertisements are mainly aimed at you, Song Yuze, I told you that Clara is recognized by men as the most fantastic French girl in the world, not only that, she is also one of the two heirs of de Gaulle, she is more loved by her father than her brother, she is also beautiful and sexy, and her advertising slogan is also very cute, Song Yuze ......"

Then her words were interrupted, not only was she interrupted, but her mouth was covered by him, and he covered her mouth with one hand and fixed the back of her head with the other, so that she could only avoid the inevitable face to his face and eyes to his eyes, he said:

"But she won't hide in the bathroom and curse, she won't call me a 'thief who steals red wine,' she won't viciously 'shut up' at me, she won't push me into the lake and jump into the lake to save me, and she won't stare at the buttons that fall on the corner."

"Moreover, I also know that my clothes must not look as good on her as you, my shoes must be rustic on her feet, she will definitely not say those strange things to me when she sits in the back of my locomotive, and she will definitely not occasionally say something hot-headed like me covering you like Zhao Xiangnon."

He lowered his eyes, his gaze resting on her lips.

"The most important thing is that her lip flap will never be as soft as Zhao Xiangnon, and she doesn't need any color, just apply some lip gloss, which makes the boys can't help but think: how can I please her, so that I can hold her lip flap."

Is it the starry sky that is too beautiful? Otherwise, why is her heart so soft, or? The coat draped over her was so warm that it seemed as if it would melt her heart and her body in the next second.

What to do, what Song Yuze said is too beautiful.

She was so beautiful that she seemed to be bewitched, and a thought drove her to say silly things.

"Song Yuze, don't kiss me."

He didn't listen to her, his gaze continued to be on her lips.

"Song Yuze, you can't kiss me, after you kiss me, I bet you will be fascinated by me, you will be miserable if you are fascinated by me, and besides, I also hate the man who has been pestering me."

He didn't pay any attention.

"You also know that movies like to make up stories like that, rich daughters and poor men generally don't end well, by the way, it's like the story of Titanic, if Jack survives, he and Lucy will definitely not be able to play, and my dad must be more difficult than the villains in the movies."

Sensing something to come, she tried in vain to tell him and herself.

"Song ...... Song Yuze, I'm going to get married when I return to Chicago......"

The next words Zhao Xiangnong did not succeed in saying.

Song Yuze kissed her.

At first, she was struggling, but he warned her: Zhao Xiangnong, if you don't want both of you to fall, let me stay well.

When the tip of his tongue was about to pry her teeth open again, she remembered that there were still some things that her hands could do, such as spreading the palm of her hand and holding down his chest to push him, although the strength was thin, it was also a form of struggle.

He stopped moving, pressed his forehead against hers, his voice was very soft and hoarse, and said, "Zhao Xiangnong, the moment I was hit by the car hurt a lot." ”

The low voice and the content of the speech were like psychedelic drugs, the fingers of the outstretched palms gently pinched his collar, his lips pressed up, she let the tip of his tongue invade very lightly, the tip of his tongue was gently teasing the tip of her tongue, easily curled.

When the tip of his tongue wrapped around the tip of her tongue, her brain was chaotic, and she thought that Song Yuze tonight seemed to be a little stupid and a little stupid Song Yuze didn't look like her at all, what was not like it, she didn't know, she only knew that Song Yuze seemed to become able to speak in an instant, very good at saying beautiful words, those beautiful words came out of Song Yuze's mouth more sincerely than anyone else, and then, it was intoxicating.

Thoughts surrender first to the breath that belonged to him in his mouth, and then to her body language.

One hand grasped the hem of his shirt and the other wrapped around his waist, letting the kiss come to his collarbone, letting his other hand that framed the back of her head move downward, and even letting his fingers roam the curve of her back, I don't know whether it was unintentional or intentional to touch the hidden button on the back of her corset.

In a vague consciousness, Zhao Xiangnong knew that this was her last night in New York, and that she would return to Chicago tomorrow, and that she would be very busy with her wedding to Kashiwahara, and that when March came, she would marry him, and for a long time after that, people would call her "Mrs. Kashiwa".

This awareness made her start to become a little active, like when she no longer controlled the currents in her chest, and she let them come to the tip of her tongue, overflowing.

The coat that had draped over her fell on the roof lid of the car, and the soft sound made both of them freeze at the same time, her hands resting on his waist, his fingers still resting on the back of the corset, his lips resting on her neck.

Exhaling softly, he rested his head on her shoulder socket, gasped, and uttered a word, very vague, in the pant.

As if to say, "Zhao Xiangnong, if I continue, I will want more." ”

When Zhao Xiangnon tried his best to think about whether she heard this sentence correctly or wrongly, he gently let go of her.

The fallen garment was draped back over her, and he carefully untied her hair from the coat and tucked it away, his fingers resting on her sideburns.

Thousands of stars fell above their heads.

"Zhao Shannon, tomorrow I will not go back to Chicago, tomorrow, I will go to New Orleans."

The party ended, and the staff who had been running for the party for a week fell asleep early, and the surroundings were very quiet, Zhao Xiangnong and Bai Yuanxiu walked one after another, and they didn't speak along the way in this quiet venue.

After a short walk, Zhao Xiangnong stopped in front of her room, holding the doorknob of the room, and she turned around and said to Song Yuze that the journey was smooth.

She thought that there was no way for her to say goodbye to him, because they both knew that they would never have a chance to meet each other again in the future, and that the world was so big that as long as they could pay attention to each other, such a thing as not seeing each other for a long time could be done.

Song Yuze didn't speak, he just looked at her, his hand was in the pocket of his jeans, his posture was very chic, it was so good, that person was very beautiful, just like the shining starlight above his head.

Turning his head, Zhao Xiangnong exerted a slight force, and the room pulled out a small gap.

"Zhao Shannon and I are going to New Orleans." Song Yuze spoke behind her back.

The gap in the door of the room is widening.

"Ever heard of the Extreme Speed Challenge? It's the riders flying over the big trucks lined up on their bikes, this event is held every year in late February, because it's a great view, a lot of people watch the race, I want you to go and see it, I'm one of those people who ride their bikes through the trucks, last year, I got the runner-up, I think if you can go with me, then I'm sure to win the event. ”

Zhao Xiangnong lowered her head and looked at her toes, and the light revealed by the room fell on her shoes, which Song Yuze secretly exchanged for shoes that made her always have bubbles on the soles of her feet.

"Zhao Xiangnon, go to New Orleans with me, where is the house left by my mother, I guarantee that you will live comfortably." Song Yuze's voice raised a little: "We only need to stay there for a few days, Zhao Xiangnong, I can take you to a place, after you go to that place, you will know whether you are unlucky or lucky, if you are unlucky, you may even have your pants ripped off after a few hours, if you are a lucky person, maybe you can bring back a large number of sexy girls in a few hours." ”

Zhao Xiangnong said to herself in her heart: she doesn't need to know whether she is lucky or unlucky.

The man behind him spoke faster, his voice getting louder and louder, and his voice was pleasant.

"The most developed thing in New Orleans is the fast food industry, and in order to make more people aware of New Orleans cuisine, the local government released an advertisement like this in 1970, and that advertisement has been passed on by word of mouth, and I like it very much, and the advertisement says: Come to New Orleans and bring the cutest girl in your eyes, there is beer, rice and soybeans, and if that wasn't enough, New Orleans has old-fashioned country music."

When Song Yuze said these words, the door was completely opened, Zhao Xiangnong's whole body crossed the threshold line, she turned around, and faced Song Yuze, she stood on the same balance line as him.

"Zhao Shannon, don't go back to Chicago tomorrow, go to New Orleans with me tomorrow, it's just a few days, I won't ruin your wedding or cause trouble for you, we'll just go play, just like those partners who travel together."

Facing Song Yuze, Zhao Xiangnong, Wan'er.

"Song Yuze, go back, I think you will get that championship without me."

Zhao Xiangnong and Song Yuze waved.

Closed the door, quickly turned off the light in the room, Zhao Xiangnong's back was attached to the door panel, she also knew the advertising slogan Song Yuze said, and she liked it as much as he did, but she couldn't go, and she had to grit her teeth and not think about it, the steaming rice and the soybeans that were steamed golden on top of the rice.

There are three major airports in New York, people who pay attention to the quality of the trip will generally choose Kennedy International Airport in Queens, and people who pay attention to affordability will choose Newark Airport on the other side of the Hudson River when time permits, early Sunday morning, in order to raise the party, the people who came here were divided into three groups, one group drove home, one group went to JFK International Airport, and the other group went to Newark Airport, Zhao Shannon was the group of people who went to JFK International Airport, and Song Yuze was the group of people who went to Newark Airport, because the time of meeting was too shortZhao Xiangnong sat in a private car specially dispatched by the New York government and watched Song Yuze and more than a dozen workers sitting on the big truck, she looked at him and he was also looking at her, the distance between them was getting farther and farther, Zhao Xiangnong turned his head and looked indifferently at the front of the car.

At JFK International Airport, Zhao Shannon was looking at her watch, and now she was wearing the clothes she had brought with her from Chicago, a small dress with a well-trimmed egg color, and when the flight landed at Chicago Airport, she needed to attend a small press conference to talk about her general summary of the party in which she was a part of the Zhao family.

With half an hour to go, Zhao Xiangnon hugged her arms and bit her fingers, and her beige high heels walked back and forth on the floor, Zhao Xiangnong found that the more she concentrated on reviewing the speech at the Chicago press conference, the more her thoughts became scattered, and finally, she was desperately thinking about a question, a question that needed Song Yuze to answer.

The author has something to say: little babies~~~~~~ next chapter is the spark of the prairie fire! (It's written that even I'm blushing.)

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