Chapter 761: Slow Dance in Front of the Window
It's late, but Albert is tired like this, how much strength can he do "other things"? Although Cheng Qianxun hesitated, he agreed. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Albert collapsed sideways on the couch like a sawn tree, and the day's work must have been a lot of work, not only for physical strength, but also for brain and endurance.
She sat in the extra part of the sofa, slowly pinching Albert's calves and thighs. The height and legs are long, the muscles are very solid, and not only the legs, but also the chest and abdomen are maintained very well. They are almost forty people, and as long as the Caucasian person is over twenty-five, if he does not exercise, the flesh on his body will grow wildly.
"Well, it's comfortable." Albert muttered and turned around on the couch: "Sit on me, help me knock on my back and pinch my shoulder." ā
When he was lying on his stomach, he looked like a successful man running for election, like a tired big boy.
Standing, sitting, squatting, no matter what posture must be uncomfortable, she can only lift the long slit skirt, sit directly on Albert's waist, and help pinch her shoulders and knock her back.
"It's very comfortable." Albert was very relaxed, lying on his stomach with his eyes closed, as if he was reminiscing: "It would be nice if my wife could be by my side like you, and take care of me like this." ā
She didn't dare to answer, this is a set, and she can ask "then why doesn't she want to accompany her".
After waiting for a while, Albert said to himself with a bit of sadness: "For her, life is all about shopping, drinking and partying. Going to accompany her scantily clad girlfriends is also more important than being a senator's wife. In addition to pleasure in the brain, it is whether other men's guys are big or not. ā
It's restless, and it's not helpful to your career, it's just spending money to steal people, stealing people is not counted, and the world is crying out dissatisfaction, so the embarrassed wife should really take a break... But this is also the idea of ordinary women, who will consider it with a calm mind, and that is also other people's housework.
I only heard Albert whisper: "Everything is over when the election is over, and it will be over soon." ā
What does it mean? Apparently it's not just the end of the campaign, it's the end of everything. So that women can emerge for a long time, after such a morally corrupt Zhenggong Niangniang was divorced, the position became vacant and someone needed to fill it.
Or did she not say anything, what did these things concern her? After all, she's just a passerby. Be yourself and complete the task, that's what you should do.
His hands were sore, he got off Albert's waist and sat directly on the ground: "Okay." "She was also tired and just wanted to go back to sleep, and she didn't even want to take a shower.
Albert sat up and stretched, looking contented. Seeing her sitting on the ground, he hugged her to his side with a smile: "Yes, it's just a little less." ā
"It's time for the day to end, I'm tired and want to go back and rest." She's really tired.
As soon as he stood up, he was pinched by Albert's wrist: "Hey, you really can't dance?" ā
She rolled her eyes and smiled at Albert with a little patience: "Yes! ā
"Really?" Albert seemed to be interested, stood up, squeezed her hand directly on her shoulder, looked down at her waist, and signaled.
"I really can't dance." But it was useless to say anything, she reluctantly put her other hand on the other party's waist, let the facts speak louder than words.
"Standing all hard, you think it's a military parade?" Albert smiled bitterly, he was a smart man, and he could see it before he even moved: "It seems that you really can't dance." ā
He laughed and joked: "You can't even dance, what else will you do but kill people?" Come, follow me first with the right foot, then with the left foot, yes, that's it, one-two-three, two-two-three, three-two-three... "Begin to guide her through the first steps.
She could only follow Albert's dance steps, step by step. After a few steps, Albert was heard grunting in his nose.
The melody sounded a little familiar, and I couldn't help but ask, "What kind of tune?" ā
"It's just ordinary dance music." Albert took her all the way to the window, it was the middle of the night, and the city was still brightly lit outside the floor-to-ceiling window. The two danced slowly against a backdrop like bank starlight.
Albert was very relaxed and casual: "Maybe you forgot, but I still remember." It was you at the dance on a cruise, and when I saw you, the band was playing exactly that. ā
Remembering such subtle things, this could not be, she looked at Albert's small black silk bow tie on his neckline: "There were so many beautiful women at that time. ā
"But my eyes finally stopped on you." It's so beautiful, but it's so subtle.
She laughed and laughed at herself: "That's because you're thinking about whether there is a conflict of interest between me and my teammates and you, so you naturally focus on the weakest." ā
"Maybe." Albert took two more steps and stopped, looked down at her and whispered, "When you put the knife on my neck, I will never forget you for the rest of my life." ā
Her heart couldn't help beating fast, and she said angrily: "When you dislocated my arm, I won't forget you." ā
"Hahaha... Albert let out a hearty laugh. I could still laugh, and I almost fainted from her pain at that time.
The hand slowly lifted from her waist to her face, Albert lowered his head, gradually put away the extra smile, and looked at her with the corners of his mouth slightly upturned: "I don't apologize for this, because you can always remember me." ā
I remember every detail of that time, from the costumes to the music... In this regard, it can even be judged that Albert worked so hard to maintain his figure, but also to keep the same as when he met her again.
Next, this judgment is affirmed. Albert held her face, and the sparkle in her dark blue eyes was more beautiful than the neon of the night outside the window; The voice was low and magnetic: "I wanted to see you again after the last time you disappeared into my dreams. When I see you again, I will only be better and more capable ... ā
Looking at Albert's face getting closer and closer, his still rosy lips emitted a fatal temptation...
She struggled to control herself, but she could only do not move, not catch up. It can only be said that this kind of man is too charming to resist and unable to resist. As she continued to get closer, she took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and finally spat out with difficulty: "It seems that Barron is not coming." ā
Albert stopped, didn't go any closer, he smiled sharply, straightened up: "It's about too late, he's resting." ā
Although I didn't say it, everything in my eyes already contained all the hints... She was stunned for a long time, and finally struggled to twist her head to the door of the room: "You should also rest, then I'll go first." ā
Albert seemed disappointed and let out a soft "oh".
She breathed a sigh of relief, and the pressure subsided slightly. As soon as he relaxed a little, a kiss was hurriedly printed. The heart almost didn't jump out of the chest, but the kiss was just French, a little light.
Albert shouted a smile on his face, but felt as if he was appreciating her reaction, and said softly, "Good night." Then he slowly let go, and the hand around her waist was wrapped.
"Help~" I only screamed weakly in my heart. Not daring to show any expression of loss on her face, she quickly responded: "Good night." He turned around and went to the door as if he were fleeing.
As she walked to the door, her fingers touched the doorknob when she heard Albert call out to her from behind.
She immediately stopped, her hand on the handle, her mind numbing. But instinct will make every woman yearn for Albert to open his mouth and ask them to stay, and no morality can stop the spread of instinctive desire.
"Cheng!" Albert's voice sounded behind him: "Go to bed early, go to the gym tomorrow at nine." ā
I was lost, and it felt like the whole world was collapsing. She stabilized her emotions and replied as little as she tried not to tremble: "Okay, you also rest early." ā
Just as he was about to open the door, Albert behind him still said softly: "If you stay, we will go together tomorrow morning, so as to save time." ā
If you stay, you will definitely go to bed later. However, if this is obviously not true, it can be a reason to stay.
Feeling cold sweat in her palms gripping the doorknob, she struggled to control herself.
No, you can't! She has Sneijder, she's just a passerby in the whole world, and any relationship will not bear fruit... finally relented and replied, "Thank you, I'll go back to sleep." Venting, he pressed the handle with all his strength, opened the door, and walked out.
When the door closes behind you, only you know the complicated feelings in your heart. When she walked towards the elevator, she felt like she was stepping on cotton, and the whole person was wrong and dizzy.
When she reached the elevator and raised her fingers in the air, she came back to her senses, should she go upstairs or down? By the way, the room card hasn't been given to her yet.
"Ding Dong~" The elevator stopped on this floor, and after the door opened, there was only one Barron in the empty elevator: "Cheng, just right, come up!" ā
In the elevator, Barron handed her a key card: "Wake up tomorrow at half past eight, have breakfast, and go to the gym at nine." ā
"Thank you!" Take it mechanically.
There was another "ding dong", and Barron smiled meaningfully: "Okay, it's here." "In fact, you don't need to be reminded, you should know that while the time is not long, you can go back now.
She still walked out, it's not a matter of losing face, since she has decided to leave, why hesitate?
In a daze, if it weren't for the room number written on the key card, she wouldn't know where to go... This man is too attractive, if she had been a little tougher just now, maybe she would have lost the city gate a long time ago. What about the rest of the days? Perhaps it is precisely because there is still time in the next step that the other party is not in a hurry and wants to wait for her to surrender first.
Dancing slowly in front of the window at night... It's so romantic that even the waist and hands that have been held seem to be hot with the residual warmth of the other party. She's such a fool, a big fool, who gave up the opportunity that other women dreamed of. It feels really bad, my heart is congested, why should I give such a task object, I can't kill it yet. Otherwise, you'll be killed!
I opened the door, inserted the keycard, closed the door and walked in. She kicked off her high heels and touched her groggy head with her hand. Suddenly, someone rushed out from behind her, and before she could react, he hugged her. (To be continued.) )