Bo Huan looked away with difficulty, his breath holding a little.

Forget it, for the sake of his beauty, spare him for the time being.

Meal.

Arthur wanted to escort Bo Huan away, and a Rolls-Royce was parked outside the restaurant.

Now he no longer needs to hide anything.

Arthur got into the car, it was still drizzling outside the window, and the air was filled with the sweet smell of air, he put his hand on the steering wheel and said, "Huan, where do you want to go?" Go home? ”

Bo Huan: "......"

Grandma was a countess and had a villa estate in the country.

However, her eyes flickered slightly: "What to do, I don't want to go back." ”

Arthur was stunned, "...... So, where do you want to go? ”

Why, how did he feel that this conversation seemed a little familiar.

It seems that two people have been facing this scene in the car.

Bo Huan's expression was faint at this time, and her expression looked as if she was inadvertent, she said, "I don't know where to go, otherwise, I'd better go to your house!?" ”

Otherwise, let's go to your house......!

As soon as these words came out.

Arthur: "......"

Oh, he remembered, it was on that rainy night, exactly the same conversation, that she went to his basement.

In that basement, some unspeakable images took place.

As soon as he thought of that, his ears couldn't help but burn.

A faint red color permeated the base of the ear.

Bo Huan looked at his face a little delicate, her cheeks were slightly red, and she didn't dare to look at herself, her eyes deepened, her hand slowly fell on his leg, and said lightly: "Huh? What, why are you red, what do you remember? ”

And the moment her hand landed on his lap, Arthur's body tensed straight.

It became stiff.

"No, nothing."

As soon as he spoke, he stammered.

Seeing this, Bo Huan's eyes became more meaningful, and her hands lingered on his thighs, intentionally or unintentionally, teasing his body, making every cell in his body begin to be restless.

Bo Huan knew that Arthur might have remembered something, although he also told himself, but all of that, in the end, was not what the real self was willing to do.

And she didn't know anything about it.

I don't know what it feels like.

Bo Huan's gaze couldn't help but slowly fall on his abdomen, and then a brown belt, her gaze continued to ......

The hand that landed on his lap seemed to be a little uncontrollable, wanting to move slowly somewhere.

So, what the hell is ...... What does it look like?

She really couldn't imagine that her other personality would help Arthur do that kind of thing.

And just when Bo Huan's hand became more and more wanton, Arthur suddenly grabbed her hand, and when he spoke again, his voice was a little hoarse: "...... Cheer, don't ......! ”

Bo Huan frowned: "Why can't you?" ”

The other one can herself, but she can't?

Arthur already felt a fire burning in his abdomen, he clenched her hand tightly, and his eyes regained some sense: "You really want to do this?" This time, do you know what you're doing!? ”

Bo Huan: "......"

She breathes deeply, her eyes are well understood.

In fact, her desire for Arthur is stoic and suppressed, no matter how infatuated it is.

Her own personality is not an active person, but what happened to another personality and him made her really unhappy, so cool that she was a little jealous.