The long and thin body of words and deeds stood outside the door, with one hand in his pocket, and the cold and handsome facial features were shrouded in the light and shadow of the corridor.

He casually stretched out his hand, took the room card and key from the waiter's hand, and opened the door in front of him unhurriedly.

Before he could take a step further, a black shadow flew in front of him, the young man stepped back, raised his hand to take the pillow that had been smashed, raised his eyebrows, the faint curvature of the corners of his lips did not change in the slightest, and he turned around and did not forget to close the door.

However, just as he turned around, another pillow was thrown angrily, collided with his back, and finally landed on the ground covered with woolen blankets, without even making a sound!

The young man didn't care, he hugged the two sofa pillows and walked over.

The computer in the living room was still brightly on, but the beautiful girl sitting on the sofa had been taking deep breaths, and her face was not very good.

"Why don't you play with the computer anymore?" He asked knowingly.

Seeing him, the anger accumulated tonight exploded instantly, and she pounced directly and jumped on him. The leg hooked his waist, and then he gave a hard bite on the neck as if he were venting.

The thin white arms tightly strangled his neck, eager to strangle him to death, "You him. Mom still has the face to ask?! You son of a son of a bitch who broke my net! I don't have an Internet and I'm still playing a fart computer, mother, I'm not done with you tonight! Let's all die, damn it! ”

Song Jin has been disliked since he was a child, and he has long been accustomed to being alone, so when he encounters something to deal with, he would rather break his head than take the initiative to ask others for help.

But when the things I wanted to deal with were interrupted again and again, no matter how calm my temper was, I couldn't help but explode.

"Girls don't swear."

Compared with Song Jin's irritability, his words and deeds were much calmer, he frowned, and he disagreed, but he still held her hips with one hand very sensibly, lest she fall.

Song Jin is now a fried little tiger, trembling with anger, "That's not what you forced me!" Damn, where do you touch your hands? ...... Hey, you're going to scream if you touch me again?! I'm really going to scream, not ......"

Her body dodged, but her legs were wrapped around the boy's waist, and the more she twisted her waist, the clearer and larger the thing against her beneath beneath became, so that she didn't dare to move again.

Biting his lip, he raised his head, and pulled the young man's collar with one hand, his head was slightly lowered, his long eyelashes were half hanging, and there seemed to be a shallow blurred light floating inside.

Looking at his beautiful black eyes, which showed obvious longing and lust, Song Jin said in disbelief, "You still have the heart to think about that now, don't you feel guilty at all?" ”

smashed her mobile phone without even apologizing, robbed her single room and cut off her Internet without saying a word.

I didn't say it, I didn't say it, but I should at least owe her a little bit in my heart.

"Guilty?" The young man frowned his beautiful eyebrows, looked at her deeply with dark eyes, and said in a sincere and lustful tone, "Can I get on you if I'm guilty?" ”

The girl frowned, as if she was a little awkward, and then raised her small and white chin, and said coldly and arrogantly: "Of course not, since you feel guilty, then you have to reflect on it and think about how wrong you are doing today......"

"Isn't it okay to be guilty?" the boy pressed her against the sofa and nodded thoughtfully, "Oh, that's good, I'm not guilty." ”

After speaking, he hooked a faint smile on his lips, shackled his lower body, lowered his head slightly, and crushed the soft lips fiercely.

...... "Is there something wrong with your logic?"