Chapter 12, The Kiss

As soon as Ye Shaoluo opened his mouth, when he sang the first two sentences, everyone was silent.

(Everyone is asking me what the hell I'm waiting for.)

Isn't it enough to wait until spring, summer, autumn and winter have passed?

Actually, it's because I have a gap in my heart

Wait for the person who took it to give it back to me)

As soon as these few sentences came out, the expressions of the people present were indescribable. Zhuang Sheng picked up the wine glass and drank it all.

(Everyone is saying that this love has no result.)

I also know that you will never be able to love me

Actually, I just want you to think about me sometimes

You've gradually stopped saying anything.)

Song Yu smoked a cigar while watching the singing leaves shake off with leisurely eyes. Xu Qingqing took the wine glass and shook the wine in the glass.

He suddenly felt very uncomfortable in his heart, that is, he felt some sudden unwillingness and sadness.

"Song Xiaoyu."

Xu Qingqing watched the singing Ye shake down, "She's fine, if you don't want it, I want it." ”

Song Yu turned his head suddenly, his eyes were cold, as if his fist would shine on Xu Qing's face in the next second.

"What did you say?"

Xu Qingqing looked at Song Yu's terrible eyes, sobered up a little, and laughed, "Song Xiaoyu, I'm just kidding." ”

"Who dares to ask for someone from you?"

Song Yu turned his head and ignored him.

"Hey, Song Xiaoyu, if you want me to say, I can see it too, this little girl really likes you, you just agree to her, don't hang her all day long."

"You know what." Song Yu said slowly, "Get out of the way." ”

After Ye Shaoluo finished singing, the atmosphere of the audience became sad, and even a girl left tears, she felt that this song sang her heart.

When everyone was young, they liked such a person, but there were too many people who couldn't love it.

It's all bitter to think about, if the relationship is that I like you, and you happen to like me, then it would be good, then there won't be so many sad people in this world.

"Okay, shake off my sister and sing well."

Ye Shaoluo handed the microphone to the others and sat down again.

"Teacher Song,"

"Hmm."

"How did I just sing?"

"Hmm."

"Huh? What is it? ”

"He means you sing well." Xu Qingqing smiled and said, "You have sung to your teacher Song's heart, can it not be good?" ”

"Really?"

Ye Shaoluo was very happy, and his face was flushed.

At eleven o'clock, Song Yu came out first with Ye Shaoluo, and mercilessly refused Xu Qingqing, who wanted to take a ride, and Song Yu drove Ye Shaoluo home.

Ye Shaoluo is very happy today, Song Yu bought himself a birthday gift, and he also saw a different him, thinking about it, he has earned it.

Ye Shaoluo thought about it, and yawned a little, she usually slept at eleven o'clock. Before I knew it, I sat in the back seat and fell asleep.

Song Yu parked the car, looked at her through the rearview mirror, fell asleep quietly, and looked very well-behaved. But why is he so stubborn?

Open the car door and wake up Ye Shaoluo, Song Yu and Ye Shaoluo walked towards the community. The lush trees in the community and the moon in the sky are incomparably bright.

Song Yu walked behind Ye Shaoluo, looking at her brisk steps, and the front was the entrance of the community, "Ye Shaoluo." ”

"Huh?"

Ye Shaoluo turned around, Song Yu stepped forward, lowered his head, looked at her stunned, leaned over, and kissed her lips.

He embraced her hot body and opened her teeth with his tongue, his flexible tongue tangled with her.

His hand caressed her waist, the soft and waxy body, making him want to swallow her in his belly.

After a while, Song Yu came to her senses, left her lips, and hugged her tightly, the sound of his heavy breathing lingering in her ears.

With a sudden kiss, Ye Shaoluo's face was flushed, and her whole person was like a red tomato.

Song Yu took a step back and opened the distance between himself and Ye Shaoluo, the evening breeze in summer was cool, and the air was full of sweet smells.

"Go back to sleep, I'll pick you up tomorrow and take you somewhere."

Then he left, walked a few steps, turned around, and looked at Ye Shaoluo, who was still standing there, "Ye Shaoluo, don't tempt me again next time." ”

"I'm just a mortal, not a saint."