Hearing this, the knife's eyes tightened.

It's not that he hasn't met a direct woman, and Lin Man is one of them. But obviously, the direct way of the woman in front of her was completely different from Lin Man.

Lin Man didn't leave any room for people, and this woman attacked directly with a spear.

She is so step-by-step that people can't resist it at all.

The knife took a sharp step forward, grabbed Ding Lan's wrist, and raised it to the top of his head. Ding Lan's body was forced to cling to the wall behind her, and the cold metal pierced her skin through her thin fabric, and she felt an inexplicable shudder.

The distance between the two people was very close, and Ding Lan could clearly smell the strong smell of alcohol and tobacco mixed on the knife's body.

But strangely, she was not disgusted at all, and the smile on the corner of her mouth became more and more evil.

The knife hung his head slightly, and looked straight at Ding Lan at close range, and after a while, he slowly opened his lips:

"What do you want?"

What do you want?

"Huh!"

Ding Lan laughed and laughed out loud, isn't it obvious?

"Exciting!"

Ding Lan's straightforward words made the light in Xiaodao's eyes dim a little, and the two of them seemed to be in a game, obviously physically, he was now the one who had the upper hand, but it made him feel like a rout.

Seeing this, Ding Lan was not in a hurry, but whispered softly in Xiaodao's ear:

"It's just a one-night stand, you don't have to be burdened!"

It's just a one-night stand!

Don't be burdened!

I don't know why, hearing Ding Lan say this, Xiaodao suddenly felt a feeling of suffocation in his heart, and then sneered:

"Good!"

After that, he couldn't help but say something, and kissed Ding Lan's lips fiercely.

This is the second time the two have met today, and it is also the second time they have kissed, unlike the last time, Ding Lan did not have more flesh to deal with, but followed the pace of the knife, gentle but bold response.

The two of them were entangled with each other like this, the kiss of the knife was mixed with strong alcohol and tobacco, and his kiss was as wild and uninhibited as his own, evil and domineering, almost with gnawing, constantly tossing and turning on Ding Lan's soft and moist lips, ravaging ruthlessly.

And Ding Lan was the same, not only did he not feel a trace of displeasure, but was stimulated by the domineering touch of the knife, which stimulated the restless factor in his body.

Because her hands were held above her head by the knife, she could only use her thighs to constantly rub the knife's already tense body.

Sensing her movements, the knife couldn't help but press her body forward, imprisoning her from continuing to have a restless next step. However, such an overwhelming situation did not cause a little setback to Ding Lan.

She kept her eyes open, watching the knife's angular and deep three-dimensional face magnify in front of her eyes, and suddenly, she took advantage of the knife's distraction to suppress her body, and with a force on her lips, she pried open the knife's teeth in one fell swoop.

The dexterous little tongue is like a fish in water, unbridled and happy, looking for another fish, and soon, they are entangled together. Sometimes they touch lightly, sometimes they wrap around, sometimes they separate.

And in this competitive game, Xiaodao finally had to admit that he had lost!

"Jingle bell—"

At this moment, in the quiet elevator, where only the two of them breathed at each other's throats, a crisp voice suddenly sounded. The elevator door opened, and it seemed to draw a paragraph for the competition that I didn't know who won and who lost.

The knife's heartbeat was like a drum, and each stroke hit the sharpest nerves in his body, and he suddenly let go of Ding Lan, pursed his lips, made a calm face, and turned around to go out.

Seeing this, Ding Lan couldn't help but stick out his tongue and lick his lips, which seemed to still have the smell of a knife.

The black eyes narrowed slightly, Ding Lan took a step and followed out. It's just that, before Knife could turn around, she grabbed Knife's strong shoulder and forced him to face her, pushing him against the wall.

The knife was stunned for a moment, and before he could figure out what the situation was, his lips were once again attacked by two moist and soft lip flaps.

This woman ......

Xiaodao was shocked, but he couldn't help but raise his arms to hug her equally soft body, and Ding Lan's arms wrapped around his neck like a water snake, as if he was going to be entangled like this for a lifetime and never let go.

The two hugged each other, kissed, and moved little by little down the hallway until they came to a closed door, where the knife took out a free hand and pulled the room card out of his pocket.

Ding Lan's eyes lit up, and she even began to be a little impatient, wanting to try the feeling of this man entering her body.

That must be wonderful, she thought!

It's just that an unexpected scene happened!

The knife opened the door with one hand, and Ding Lan hugged the knife, wanting to walk in together, but was pushed away by the knife.

She was defenseless, even a little unstable, and her body slammed into the wall behind her.

Ding Lan's eyes tightened, and the lines of his lips became stiff and sharpened:

"What do you mean?"

Just kissed in the elevator and in the corridor, she could clearly feel the tension and restlessness of Xiaodao's body, and she knew that he, like herself, was already a little impatient.

But at this moment, his eyes were unusually bright.

Lust is inevitable, but it is effortlessly concealed by another deep and sharp light. The corner of his lips on the right side was hooked obliquely, and so was the person, leaning lazily and wantonly against the door, but he had already expressed his attitude.

He didn't plan to let Ding Lan in at all!

The knife licked the front teeth with his tongue, and his fingertips tapped regularly and rhythmically on the door panel, one at a time:

"It's not interesting, I'm not used to drinking and 'driving'!

Good night! ”

When he said this, Ding Lan obviously saw a trace of cunning and smugness in the eyes of the little knife, this man ......

After saying a word, the knife immediately turned around and closed the door mercilessly, leaving Ding Lan alone in the empty corridor.

Ding Lan was still standing in place, maintaining the posture she had just been pushed away by the knife, her eyes were cold, and she had lost all lust at the moment. He was motionless, staring at the door that had just been slammed shut by a knife.

She's ...... Tricked?

Hehe! Very good!

This man seems to be drunk, but in fact, his sanity has always been very serious. From the very beginning of the fight, he didn't think about what to really do with him.

Or rather, everything just now, he did it on purpose!

He just wanted to thwart her spirit!

Ding Lan smiled, then took out a cigarette, lowered her head and lit it, the blue-white smoke filled in front of her eyes, but it did not make her sharp and indifferent eyes have a trace of softness.

It's okay, we're going to be long!

……

Xiaodao stood at the door for several minutes, but he never had the courage to turn around and look at Ding Lan outside through the cat's eyes.

Only he knew that his body was trembling and uncontrollable at the moment. He thought, that woman was so smart and sharp, she must have found out just now, and for a moment, she wanted to move seriously.

But he also knew that this woman couldn't be touched!

Although the two are just strangers now, and they don't even know each other's names, once they touch, Xiaodao feels that sooner or later he will die on this woman.

This feeling is gratuitous and innate.

He always has a keen sense of touch for dangerous things, and the woman just now, from the first time he saw her, the knife knew that she was dangerous!

So, so be it!

No matter who she is or what kind of story she has, it has nothing to do with him!

Just be a stranger, and that's fine!

Thinking of this, Xiao Dao's mood couldn't help but calm down a lot, and just after being tossed by Ding Lan, his alcohol seemed to have dissipated a little. Then he came to his senses and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

It's just that he forgot that some tastes, some marks, are not so easy to remove at all.

……

Ding Lan returned to the clubhouse and sat alone in the bar area, the lights above her head were dazzling and blurry, the music in her ears was noisy and chaotic, but the red wine in the glass in front of her was so quiet.

It's like ...... A certain man!

Looking at the men and women on the dance floor who kept twisting their bodies to vent their emotions, Ding Lan suddenly felt a kind of boredom.

She settled the bill, and soon left the orange clubhouse, standing in the cold street, feeling the cold wind blowing through her body, but there was no way to calm her hot heart.

The man was like a spark that had ignited all the flames in her body at this moment.

Ding Lan knew that no one could do it except him!

No one can extinguish this flame, no one can!

This night, Ding Lan had a dream, which was very real, but it was intoxicating. She had never dreamed anything like it!

She felt the man's fingers enter her body, and the calloused fingertips kept shuttling through her body, bringing her trembling and pleasure.

She felt his thick kiss fall on her lips, neck, collarbone, chest, lower abdomen...... His tongue was as nimble as a snake, and he easily messed himself up.

She also dreamed that she was passive and active, sitting on the man's body, caressing his open chest muscles with both hands, feeling the clear touch without the barrier of clothing, like ...... Methamphetamine!

When Ding Lan woke up, it was not yet dawn, but she was already sleepy. Dressed in black silk pajamas, he walked to the balcony and lit a cigarette for himself.

Feeling the cold wind blowing on his somewhat sticky body that had been soaked in sweat, Ding Lan's heart had a moment of peace.

This dream is too desirable, that man is different from what she has encountered before, even in the dream, it also makes Ding Lan feel that it is extremely real.

Ding Lan looked in the direction of the orange club and exhaled a deep puff of smoke.

After a moment, he slowly opened his lips and muttered in a low voice:

"You say, how could I let you go so easily?"