On the other hand, after school, Qin Xin was still waiting for Tie Ming to pick her up at the school gate, and she found a lot of news to share with Teacher Song today.

At that time, the students left one by one, carrying their schoolbags, walking up and down at the school gate, looking anxiously at the intersection, waiting for a long time and not seeing the familiar jeep appear, what's wrong? Teacher Song is never late, why didn't he come to pick me up?

Qin became anxious, and looked several times at the path under the plane tree, expecting the jeep to pass under the plane tree and come to him as usual.

As the night deepened, the big iron door was locked with a "clang", and the old man of the doorman was about to leave after work, when he saw a female student wandering around, and asked her:

"Aren't you leaving? Wait for others? ”

"Yes, uncle, I'll wait a little longer, it's almost there."

"It's getting dark, so I can't wait to call a rickshaw to go."

"It's okay, uncle, go home first."

"Then the old man will go first, you girl should be careful."

Qin Xin waved his hand to the old man, and the old man hooked his hand and walked away. Qin Xin sighed, bit his mouth, and kicked the ground:

"Song Tieming, where did you die, you haven't come yet, you haven't come yet."

The cold wind blew her coat and played with her bangs.

"It's cold!"

Qin Xin tightened her collar and retracted her hand into her sleeve. A car approached and stopped at the school gate. Qin Xin heard a sound of brakes, turned around in surprise, raised his schoolbag and shook it, shouted "Teacher Song" with a smile, trotted all the way over, and Xiao Gao heeled on the ground with a brisk sound.

The car door opened, but it was not Tie Ming who came down, but Uncle Zhong, Qinxin's smile froze, and as soon as his footsteps stopped, the person paused.

"Miss."

"Uncle Zhong, why are you, Teacher Song, and others?"

"Miss, Mr. Song hasn't been back since he went out at noon, and Miss hasn't been home, Uncle Zhong just drove to the school to have a look, and it turns out that Miss has been waiting."

"So? Mr. Song, didn't he say when he would come back? ”

"Uncle Zhong doesn't know, he was invited by the master."

"Dad, how could it be, I knew that Mr. Song would take me home!"

Qin Xin lowered his head and thought, Uncle Zhong opened the car door and asked her to get in the car quickly, she stood in the wind for so long, and her body was cold. Qin thanked Uncle Zhong and got into the car, still unable to understand what his father was doing with Teacher Song.

A pink glow shone hazy in the bedroom, and the air was filled with the smell of sweetness.

Manti took out a rose offered in the glass bottle, raised it and sniffed it, fiddled with it, put it to her mouth, lightly opened her red lips, bit off a petal, and flexibly sent it into her mouth with her tongue.

Tie Ming turned his head and let out a slight muffled grunt. With one hand on the elbow of the other, Manti walked over with a smile and sat on the bed looking at him.

The crystal lamp on the ceiling looked down on the two people on the red round bed, turning the halo and focusing on the middle.

A smooth and soft jade hand stroked Tie Ming's face, the red-painted nails gently swept his forehead, swept his sword eyebrows, and stopped on the straight nose, the thumb and index finger pinched the two nose pillars, rubbed up and down, and praised:

"What a nose, long enough and straight enough, how cute and decent the round nose is."

Ti pursed her lips, looked at her prey proudly, and pinched Tie Ming's nose hard, teasing him. Tie Ming frowned, shook his head in disgust, dodged her hand, smacked his mouth like a child, and went back to sleep.

"It's like a little baby, it's cute."

Seeing Tie Ming's child-like innocent behavior in his sleep, Manti was very motherly, watching a young man sleep like this, and he didn't want to sleep.

Dalin can only snore, put big characters to the sky to sleep, with a big belly like a dead pig, and still hug himself, and his breath is so smoky that people dream of being in the dung pit.

"Bang" lighter jumped out of a wisp of flames, Manti skillfully lit a "three nine", closed his eyes and spit out a faint puff of smoke, with a look of enjoyment, his fingers naughtily punctured the raised smoke ring, and took another puff of smoke, like a feather, gently lying down in front of Tie Ming, holding up one hand, looking at Tie Ming's handsome face from a different angle.

The face is like the moon, the eyes are like the stars, heroic and graceful. Tsk, I think about what kind of good fetus your parents should be, pinching out such a Pan Anzi as you, but full of poetry and books, only eight buckets high, how can people not be infatuated, infatuated Ouch, such a tall, handsome, talented man, I don't know how nourishing it is to sleep for one night, and I must have an endless aftertaste.

"Whew"

Manti leaned in close to Tie Ming, cupped his face, spit out a puff of cigarette, and smiled, it was so charming. "Ahem, cough" Tie Ming couldn't help choking, but laughed

"Qinxin, you're naughty again."

Manti suddenly retracted his smile, got up with a "Teng", snuffed out his cigarette, and glared at Tie Ming angrily, he actually shouted the name of this little girl, did he like her? Spit out the truth when you drink and tell the truth in your sleep. I, Yang Manti, actually lost to this yellow-haired girl, I'm angry, I'm angry, you Song Tieming, look at who is in front of you.

Jealousy is like mushrooms after the rain, pouring through the rain, growing wildly. Manti frantically tore at Tie Ming's clothes desperately, using so much force that one of the buttons on his shirt burst and bounced to his eye.

"Oops", Manti covered his eyes with both hands, sat motionless with his head down, "woo" "hehe" "ho ho ho" Manti cried and laughed nervously, let go of his hand, slowly opened his eyes, the pain in his eyes gradually lessened, but the tears couldn't stop "popping and popping" and fell down, and his heart hurt for a while.

"Wu'er, you are a miserable girl who no one hurts and no one piries. Ho hoo ho goo "

Outside, the maid knocked on the door and asked Madame what was wrong.

"Go away!"

The maid walked away. Manti's eyes fluttered with tears, watching the button fall on his skirt, picking it up and looking at it, it was small and round, with four small holes in the middle, through the small holes, Tie Ming's face was faint, hazy, but like a framed painting.

"Qinxin, you're so good."

Manti snorted, said this helplessly and sadly, stood up, opened the drawer of the dressing box, found a small and exquisite jewelry box inlaid with pearls, put the button in it, glanced at Tie Ming on the bed again, walked over, helped him change into Dalin's pajamas, covered the quilt for him, turned off the light, and walked out lonely with his head down.

Early the next morning, Tie Ming habitually woke up early, and when he opened his eyes, why did the ceiling change, the wall was different, this bed, this quilt, this pajamas, scared, where was he? Ouch, what a headache, what the hell happened last night.

With a "squeak", the door was pushed open, and Manti walked in, holding Tie Ming's clothes in his hand, neatly folded. The maids carry towels and basins. Tie Ming was stunned, and suddenly remembered that he and Manti were drinking and dancing in the pool yesterday, how could he wake up and arrive at her house

？ Oh no, I don't know how to get home last night, what's wrong with me?

"Mr. Song, you're awake."

Manti told the maids to put down their things and go out, and came over with his clothes in his hand, smiled at him gently, and said:

"Well, the clothes are all washed and ironed for you, let's put them on, let's go drink meat and bone porridge."

Tie Ming watched her put down her clothes, shook her head a few times, closed her eyes and thought about it, she really couldn't remember what happened last night, why she was lying here.

"Miss Yang"

"Well, you don't have to ask, you behaved so well last night."

Tie Ming was shocked, this woman still calculated herself, how could she fall into her trap, hey, Tie Ming regretted it. Manti propped his hands on the bed, his upper body fell down, stretched out a finger to lift Tie Ming's chin, looked at him with a smile in his eyes, and said:

"So handsome"

Tie Ming knocked her hand off in disgust, stood up with a "whew", and said angrily and panickedly:

"Miss Yang, aren't you hurting me! I drank two glasses of red wine last night, I'm drunk and you're not drunk, dare you to put a trap on me! I warn you, and it will not be good for you to harm me. ”

Ignoring what Tie Ming said, Manti grabbed the quilt with Tie Ming's body temperature, rubbed it, and stuck it to his face intoxicated, this manly smell is so good. Tie Ming looked at her like that, and he couldn't wait to slap her in the mouth.

"Why are you so nervous, don't be angry, big baby, I stewed ginseng soup for you, make up for it!"

Tie Ming was so angry that he was angry, but unfortunately he didn't wear a hat, if he did, he would have rushed to the roof, this "eel essence", I won't teach her a lesson! Tie Ming pushed Manti down, and the man rushed forward, grabbing her two arms.

The strength and speed were so great that Manti didn't have time to react at all, and as soon as he fell on the bed and fell deep into the quilt, Tie Ming pressed up.

"Huhuhuhu"

Tie Ming gasped and looked at her angrily, his hands grasping her arm, eager to crush this woman. Manti tensed for a moment, wondering if he was going to kill himself, and laughed again after a while.

"Why, I still haven't spilled it, it's early in the morning, it's not good."

"If you say it again, I'll do it"

"Kill me! Come on! ”

"Get up!"

Tie Ming grabbed Manti's hair, pulled her up, and slapped her twice, but Manti didn't fight back, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked at Tie Ming, his eyes were sad and awe-inspiring:

"Well played!"

"Bitch!"

"Scold again!"

Tie Ming couldn't understand what this woman meant, staring at her to see what else she was going to do. Manti got up and took out a cigarette, took out one, and asked Tie Ming if he smoked, but Tie Ming didn't speak or move. Manti tossed the cigarette case onto the dresser, lit one in his hand and smoked it.

"I've done everything, what are you afraid of."

Manti looked at her freshly wiped black nails as if she didn't care, and said this lightly.

"Yang Manti!"

"Hehehe, I'm afraid of this. Then you don't choose a place to sleep. ”

"If I had been awake last night, I wouldn't have slept in this bed."

"Who's still awake when sleeping, let's be honest, I won't tease you anymore."

……