Han Su handed the clothes in his hand to Song Can very easily, and when she took it, she wiped her hands attentively, and really wiped it finger by finger. There is no gap left, and sometimes his cleanliness is really serious and terrible, and his cleanliness is terrible. Add to that a bit of obsessive-compulsive disorder, it's even more terrifying.

I still remember that when he was hospitalized in City B before, once, he seemed to be wearing a black shirt. I don't know what hole was drilled. There was a lot of fine white hair on his body, and then all day long, Song Can saw that he was doing his own clothes, and he was very irritable, so he couldn't be messed with at all. Whoever provokes suffers.

Song Can is naturally sensible, every time she sees him unhappy, she is bound to be quiet, if he doesn't speak, she will definitely not say a word.

He wiped it for a long time, but he still felt that it was not clean enough, he waved his hand at Song Can and said, "You go over and sit first, there is a sofa inside, I will go out and wash my hands and come back." ”

After speaking. He turned around and went out, Song Can turned his head to look at him, first raised his foot and patted the soles of his feet, the ground in the wine cellar was not flat, pimples, and it was very cold, she walked through the rows of wine shelves, the surroundings were quiet, there was no sound, she was walking barefoot, and it seemed silent.

The area of this wine cellar is huge, as for the wine, most of them are wine, both red and white, Song Can took a few bottles and looked at the origin, some are self-produced, some are bought from outside and collected, each bottle is a good wine. Because the wine cellar was very large, before he knew it, Song Can's figure disappeared between these wine shelves.

When Han Su came back after washing his hands, he still had an extra pair of single shoes on his hand, which looked brand new, and he didn't know where he got them. He entered the gate, kicked off the wood against the door, and closed the door, which was cold at night, and it was better to close the door. He walked to the middle of the wine cellar, where the sofa and coffee table were placed, but he didn't see Song Can's figure.

He swept around, and then circled around, but still didn't see her shadow, the cellar was big, but the shelves were so scattered that it was hard to hide someone, unless the person was deliberately avoiding you, or she wasn't in it at all.

Han Su stood there, his eyebrows frowned slightly, he threw the shoes in his hand on the ground, crossed his hands on his waist, and shouted, "Song Can." ”

There was no response, only his own echo echoed in the space, he tilted his head sideways, leaned back, and happened to see a shadow flashing in a dark corner in the distance, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, and he turned to walk in that direction, his eyes kept exploring around, never letting go of any corner.

When he passed, this person was gone again, he couldn't help but smile in a low voice, sighed, raised his voice slightly, and said, "Song Can, do you know?" Here......" He stopped suddenly, silently, and listened with his ears pricked up, and he could hear the faint sound of clothes rubbing.

He followed the conversation, and then continued? Here, there have been deaths. In fact, this is a murderous house, and the main entrance has long been sealed with cement, so there is no door here at all, and when you just came in, you also saw that there were weeds all around. Many people have died in this house, and they have died very miserably. See these barrels around you? Once that pervert, after crushing people alive, he poured all the crushed meat into these barrels. It is said that before 12 a.m., all kinds of screams can be heard here. ”

At this time, he saw a corner of his clothes peeking out from the side of the wine rack in the third row, "Guess what, will there still be those broken bodies in these barrels now?" He passed lightly, stepping over, but it was just his blazer, and Song Can was not here.

He stood in front of his clothes and smiled lowly, this game of peek-a-boo was addictive. Just as he was about to bend down to pick up his clothes, he looked down and saw a shadow on the ground on the side, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, and he continued to go down quietly, but his eyes kept watching the movement of the figure.

Almost instantly, when Song Can was about to reach out to pinch his neck, Han Su moved extremely quickly, picked up the clothes from the ground, quickly turned around, and put the suit on her head. Song Can didn't expect that she was going to sneak attack someone, but in the end she was caught by him!

Now she couldn't see anything, her whole person was wrapped in his suit, she struggled for a while, but Han Su wrapped her neck tightly, and she couldn't take her clothes away at all. Immediately, she felt a pain in her forehead, and he seemed to flick her.

"Isn't it fun? A turtle in an urn. ”

Song Can moved twice and didn't speak.

"Still not playing?" He said.

"No more playing!" Her voice was muffled, and through that layer of fabric, it came out, and her grievances were clearly heard.

Han Su didn't embarrass her, let go of his hand, and took the clothes off her head, Song Can's hair was messed up, and even the lipstick on his mouth was fainted. She raised her hand and combed her hair haphazardly, glanced at him, and said, "Mr. Han is so uninteresting, it's really boring." ”

He dusted off the dust on his suit, and when he heard her words, he couldn't help but stop his hand and turn his head to look at her, "Fun?" Song Can, are you sure you want to mention the word fun at this time? The smile on his face was unusually ambiguous.

That's right, this big place, this atmosphere is also very emotional, in the dead of night, lonely men and widows, nothing happens, it's just sorry for this environment.

Song Can glanced at him, immediately turned around, took two bottles of wine from the wine shelves in the back two rows, and said, "I want these two bottles." ”

This topic turned quite stiffly, Han Su looked at her and nodded with a smile.

Immediately, the two walked to the sofa, where the lights were brightest, and Han Su also took a bottle of white wine in the middle.

He kicked his shoes on the ground and said, "It's cold here, put them on." As he spoke, he sat down on the sofa and took out two glasses from the small glass cabinet beside him and placed them on the coffee table.

Song Can put the two bottles of wine in his hand on the coffee table, threw the handbag on the sofa, and looked down at the shoes neatly placed on the side of the coffee table, it was a pair of women's shoes, and it was still Chanel's shoes, looking a little old, but the shoes were brand new. But where did he get the shoes?

She lifted her foot and wore it, but it didn't fit, the shoes were on the small side, and her feet were a little big, so she couldn't wear them at all. She raised her eyes and glanced at Han Su, it was obvious that he didn't care if she was wearing it or not, but was drinking freely.

She retracted her foot, bent down to put her shoes in order, and walked to the couch and sat down. Han Su caught a glimpse of her still barefoot, and couldn't help but glance at her, and suddenly remembered that he didn't know the size of her feet, "It's not suitable?" ”

"Well, it's too small. I have bigger feet. ”

"How many yards?" He asked.

“38。”

Han Su chuckled, just as he succeeded in opening the red wine bottle, pouring the wine, and he handed her a glass. Song Can didn't answer, shook his head, and said, "I don't drink anymore, it's easy to make mistakes when drinking." ”

"Oh, shouldn't it be promiscuous?" He smiled and forced the glass into her hand as he spoke, and said with a smile: "This is homemade, you can taste it, how different it is from your favorite '89 Lafite." And don't you sleep well by drinking? Drink a little to help you sleep. ”

Song Can glanced at him, then looked at the wine in his hand, thinking that it didn't matter if he drank it at all, so he raised his glass and took a sip, it tasted good, so he took a second sip, and then drank a glass of it. Han Su kept looking at her sideways, until he saw her finish drinking all the wine in the cup, and then asked, "It's delicious?" "It's all about the blood.

"Not bad." She nodded, matter-of-fact.

"And what about Raffebi in '89?"

She put the empty wine glass back on the coffee table, and Han Su poured it for her again, "I haven't drunk such a good wine, haven't you drunk it before, which one tastes good, don't you know yet?" ”

He leaned back, took a sip of wine, seemed to savor it, and after a moment, smiled and said, "I really don't have much research on red wine, it seems to be the same." ”

The helpless look on his face caused Song Can to smile, turn his head sideways, and say, "I am really wronged for that bottle of red wine, and it is really unfortunate for you to drink it like boiling water." ”

As she spoke, she looked at the crystal liquid in the wine glass, which looked particularly attractive under the light, Song Can couldn't hold back for a while, reached out and took it and drank it again. In fact, she doesn't have any alcohol addiction, but in such an atmosphere, she can't help drinking, and besides, she is still a little thirsty, and she has no water, so she has to drink.

They chatted about each other, all of them were very trivial things, or they were all chatting about anything, Song Can had ink in his stomach, he paid attention to a lot of things, and he knew a lot of nature, and Han Su was richer than her. The two were unexpectedly able to chat together, and before they knew it, the bottle of white wine that Han Su opened bottomed out.

The atmosphere was also very good, there was an open space in front of the sofa, it felt like it was deliberately set aside, and she couldn't help but ask: "Why do you want to vacate such a large space?" What for? ”

Han Su looked in the direction she was pointing and said with a smile, "Want to know?" ”

She nodded, Han Su stood up, stretched out his hand at her, and looked very gentlemanly, Song Can looked at him, couldn't help but smile, but he was not disappointed, put down the wine glass in his hand, and put his hand in his palm. Immediately after, she was pulled up, and the two walked to the middle, and Han Su grabbed her waist and explained her confusion, saying, "Do you know how to waltz when you are specially vacated for dancing?" ”

The two of them were very close to each other, Song Can was stunned for a moment, then laughed out loud and said, "This is specially designed by you to fish for little girls, right?" ”

Han Su was not annoyed, smiled lightly, held her hand quietly, stood up in a dancing posture, and said with a smile: "You guessed it, it was used to seduce you." As he spoke, he lowered his head again and tapped her toe with the tip of his leather shoe, "Step on it, I'll take you to jump." ”

"Acting in idol dramas?" She tilted her head and smiled.

He shrugged, "Why not?" You want, I can give, isn't it just right? ”

She smiled brightly, lifted her toes, stepped on the tips of his shoes, and said, "If you are also barefoot, it will be better!" ”

Han Su didn't speak, he just danced with her, obviously there was no music but he danced out of the feeling of music. Song Can stepped on someone to dance the waltz for the first time, and he felt quite good, and he kept laughing. She laughed a lot, and Han Su also laughed, in fact, smiles are also contagious.

After jumping twice, they sat back on the sofa again, and this time Song Can really felt tired, very tired. The sofa was comfortable, and after sitting for a while, she felt a wave of tiredness in her heart, and after drinking some wine, she couldn't help but feel a little sleepy.

She reached out and patted Han Su's hand on one side, the palm of her hand was on the back of his hand, turned her head to look at him, and said, "Let's go home, okay?"

He raised his hand and drank the last bit of wine in the cup, put the wine glass on the coffee table, turned his hand and gently held her hand, looked at her with burning eyes, and said, "Song Can, do you think I brought you over just to drink a glass of wine?" ”

She paused slightly, her gaze was met, she could see the intention in his eyes very clearly, his fingers rubbing her palm, tickling, itching to the heart. She looked at him quietly, there were not too many waves in her eyes, this day would always come, and now that she came, she had nothing to escape, something that normal husbands and wives would do.

In this way, she is really famous, and in this way, the relationship between them can be regarded as one step closer.

After being silent for a moment, Song Can smiled lowly, took the initiative to lean over, raised his hand on his shoulder, and said with a smile: "Could it be that Mr. Han wants to eat me here?" How long did you think about it before you thought about doing that here? Well? ”

After speaking, he suddenly turned around, wrapped one hand around her waist, and the next moment pressed her on the sofa, looked at her eyes with burning eyes, and still held her hand tightly with the other hand, stretched out a finger, tapped her nose, and smiled? I really thought about it for a long time, and it was not easy to practice my skills for this moment. Now the atmosphere is suitable, quiet, and absolutely no one will bother us, put sugar for three years, always try to eat it, whether it is sweet enough, whether it is delicious or not, maybe it will be addictive, don't you want me to be addicted? ”

After being silent for a while, Song Can suddenly giggled, with a hint of charm in that smile, perhaps because she drank some wine, her current appearance looks charming, although she is wearing professional clothes, she unexpectedly has a feeling of uniform temptation.

She smiled slowly and nodded, a pair of black pupils shone brightly, as if they were inlaid with two black gems, very bright. She broke free of his hand, hooked his neck instead, leaned over, and whispered in his ear, "Eat, but you can't vomit anymore, you have to be ready and think clearly." She smiled, her gaze equally unfathomable.

Han Su looked at her sideways, and in an instant, his heart moved, and an impulse rushed up in his body, which made him boil a little, he hadn't felt this way for a long time, so long that he had forgotten what it was. He slowly leaned over her, a faint smile on his face.

Fingers touched her cheek, pulling the hair from her cheek and pinning it behind her ear in a gentle motion.

Song Can stopped laughing, his breathing began to be a little unsteady, no matter what, he still felt a little nervous. Han Su first kissed her lightly on the lips and said softly, "That depends on your ability." ”

The words fell, and before Song Can could say half a sentence, he kissed her lips again. Slowly go from shallow to deep.

When Han Su kissed, he had a little habit, he always held her face with one hand, and gently rubbed her earlobe with his fingers.

Between the lips and teeth, there is the mellow sweetness of wine, and under the catalysis of this light alcohol, their kiss becomes more and more intense and deep. Han Su's kiss gradually became a little aggressive, so that you can't escape, and there is no way to cater to it, completely dominant.

He used brute force to directly tear off the buttons of her shirt, and almost tore the clothes, but was stopped by Song Can, so he had to give up. Han Su is a ** master, and he is a good dish in this regard. He adjusted Song Can's mood to the best step by step, and then faded her pants.

Because the space on the sofa is relatively small, some movements are not easy to play, but they make them stick closer to each other, and Han Su is also deeper.

Song Can bit his lip and endured it at first, no matter what, he didn't say a word. The embroidered eyebrows frowned tightly, looking very uncomfortable. The fire in Han Su's heart burned more and more, she was very tight and warm, and this feeling made him lose his mind a little.

He tried his best to restrain the ** in his heart, but Song Can's appearance of being a little affected was simply stimulating his beastly desire all the time.

Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore, no longer had to endure it, grabbed her chin, and whispered, "Call it out." ”

Song Can didn't comply, so he increased his strength, but she was still unmoved, Han Su lowered his head and bit her shoulder, the force was almost like biting off a piece of meat on her shoulder, and she finally screamed out in pain. One bite is not enough, and there is a second mouthful, on the neck, extremely hard, Song Can is in pain, as if he is going to bite off his neck, pain and pleasure are intertwined......

Song Can didn't know how long she had been tossed by him, and in the end she only remembered that she was straddled on top of him, lying on top of him, and she had no strength at all, but she didn't forget to take revenge and gnawed on his neck.

They did it twice, but the second time was too long, and they directly put Song Can on his stomach, lying on his body without moving, and he only felt pain and tiredness all over his body.

In the end, Song Can fell asleep directly, he should have been too tired, he was already tired enough at work, and such a toss could be regarded as an overdraft. Han Su put her down on the sofa and put his suit on top of her, while he stood aside and began to dress, one by one, slowly and methodically, and even the watch he had just taken off was meticulously put back on his wrist.

The ** on her body has slowly retreated, and she glanced sideways at the person curled up on the sofa, the whole person shrunk into a ball, probably feeling a little cold, the suit was covered on her body, and it could only cover the key parts, and most of the skin was exposed. He just looked at her condescendingly, looking at her frowning face, and couldn't help but think of her little shou's appearance just under him, and he was in a slightly better mood.

He bent over and sat down at her feet, and as soon as he sat down, her legs reached over and rested on his, rubbing them twice and then stopped moving. Her legs are beautiful, especially her calves. Han Su supported her forehead with one head, her eyes fell on her feet, and she was so restless when she fell asleep.

The soles of her feet are very dirty, but at this moment, someone who obviously has a more serious cleanliness habit doesn't care. Just looking at her toes moving, I thought it was very funny and funny. The fingers gently slid over her calves, her heart moved, the fingers stopped moving, the corners of her lips raised slightly, this candy is quite delicious.

Han Su only sat for a while, then reached out and swept her feet away, stood up, and caught a glimpse of the shoes on the side of the coffee table, so he bent down and picked them up, ready to go out. When he walked past Song Can, she suddenly reached out and pinched his middle finger, pinching it very tightly, as if she was afraid that he would leave.

Han Su thought she was awake, so he asked, "What?" I'll be out and I'll be back soon. ”

He waited for a while, but no one responded, so he couldn't help but look down, she was lying on the couch, so he could only see the top of her head. Han Su thought about it, squatted down, glanced at her, and found that she hadn't woken up at all, but her eyes were closed, her brows were deeply locked, and she seemed to have dreamed of something bad, and she still had words in her mouth, and she didn't know what she was talking about.

He leaned over and listened carefully, only to realize that she was saying 'don't go,' and the hand that was holding his fingers was also very hard. Han Su sighed lowly, reached out and patted her back gently, and said? Don't worry, I'm not leaving, no one is leaving. He kept saying this in her ear over and over again, and slowly she calmed down and gradually let go of her hand.

Then, Han Su got up and walked out of the cellar.

The next day, Song Can was woken up by the alarm clock, when she opened her eyes, her head was blank for a moment, and she was stunned for a while facing the back of the sofa, and the alarm of the mobile phone continued, she was silent for a while, and then turned around slowly, and when she saw the mobile phone on the coffee table, she reached out and took it and pressed the stop button.

But her head was still short-circuited, holding the phone in her hand, staring at a certain place in a daze, until she heard the sound of the cellar door opening, she suddenly came back to her senses, everything returned to normal in a short time, what happened yesterday is vivid, and the pain in her body is constantly reminding her of everything that happened yesterday.

She sat up quickly, a beam of light hit her face, a little dazzling, so she couldn't help but raise her hand to cover her eyes, and after getting used to it, she slowly let go, and glanced at the light source, it turned out to be a window in the wine cellar, and the light shining in from the outside happened to hit her position.

Song Can looked around and found that she was the only one left here, Han Su was no longer there, her body was covered with a blanket, and the shirt on her body looked a little wide and did not fit, and only three were buttoned, and the contents of it were looming. Just when she was stunned, she suddenly heard footsteps from far and near, as soon as she looked up, she saw an old woman with clear eyebrows appeared in front of her, holding a set of clothes in her hand, standing in front of her, and said respectfully: "Mr. Han has left first, he ordered me to send the clothes over at 9:30 before leaving, and you are also awake." ”

Song Can's mind couldn't react a little, and after staring at her for a while, he suddenly remembered that he was going to take over the leader today, they were on the plane at eight o'clock in the morning, and they landed at the international airport at ten o'clock, "Well, excuse me, what time is it?" ”

The old woman looked at her and said, "Nine-twenty-three." ”

As soon as the words fell, Song Can stood up, and the blanket that was originally on his body fell to his feet, revealing snow-white thighs, and there were two bruises on the inside of his thighs. Seeing this, the expression on the old woman's face froze, and she immediately came over and picked up the blanket on the ground to cover her legs.

When I turned my head, I saw the note on the coffee table, pressed under the wine glass, and immediately pulled it out, handed it to Song Can, and said, "This is the note that Mr. Han left for you, you take a look first, don't worry." ”

Song Can laughed dryly, took the note handed over by the old woman, and glanced at it: Don't worry about the leader, take a good rest, Han Su.

Immediately, she sat back on the sofa, threw the note aside, lowered her head and scratched her scalp, still uneasy. I want to make a call, there is no signal on the mobile phone, and I don't know what kind of bird doesn't, there is no even a signal, no wonder it was so quiet last night, and no one really came to disturb them!

The right time, the right place, and the right people!

The old woman had been standing aside and carefully looked at Song Can over and over again, and from the exposed neckline, she saw the faint tooth marks on Song Can's shoulders, the shirt was a men's one, and the shirt was still naked......

Song Can's mind at the moment was completely on the upcoming leader, and she was worried about how to save herself, but she didn't notice that the old woman standing in front of her was getting more and more ugly.

After being silent for a while, the old woman coughed low and said, "Song **, if you don't change into clean clothes first, I will lead you to the house to wash, and a car will personally send you out later." Are these two bottles of wine that Song ** wants to take? ”

Song Can glanced at them, they were the two bottles of wine she picked up last night, and nodded.

"Then I'll help Song ** pack it up, and you change your clothes first."

She smiled politely at the old woman and said, "Okay, I'm sorry for you." ”

"Don't bother, Song ** is a guest." After saying that, she turned around and walked away, without looking at Song Can more.

At this time, she realized that this old woman seemed to be a little weird, but she couldn't tell what was strange.

As soon as she changed into her shirt, the old woman's voice suddenly sounded behind her, "Ah, Song **, these two bottles of wine can't be given to you, they are our **'s private collection, not for people, and they have special significance." (Markor Literature-)