Chapter 1235 A Man With Hormonal Breath Intense to the Extreme

How ridiculous, he almost never thought about the grass, and in all his spare time, all he thought about was the bits and pieces of Wushuang.

The first time she spoke, the first time she walked, the first time she staggered into his arms, the first time she cried aggrieved, the first time she grew her long hair, the first time she secretly put on lipstick, and the first time she had her first period......

On her sixteenth birthday, after blowing out the candle, she suddenly secretly kissed him on the face, so fast, that no third person knew.

On her seventeenth birthday, she held the Barbie doll he gave her exactly like her, and happily said that I was going to marry Xiaobai......

He used to feel ordinary, he used to not care at all, but in these more than 300 days and nights, he often fell asleep inadvertently.

It turned out that everything between him and Wushuang had already been like air and sunshine in his bones, blood and soul.

This is how people are lost, the most important thing has long been held in the palm of his hand, but he wants to abandon it to find the beauty he imagined.

Because Wushuang is an outgoing and lively character, he will be attracted by Cao'er's shyness and introverted, he thinks that what he likes is like this, he thinks that he still can't have the love of men and women for Wushuang after all, but he doesn't know, Wushuang is like his ribs.

Without Wushuang, how could Xu Tingbai be a complete person?

But this rib was picked off by his own hands and broken with his own hands.

……

Wrapped in a thin trench coat and holding a few books, Cao'er walked briskly through the streets of the night.

I spent a little longer in the study hall today, so there are hardly any pedestrians on the streets at this time.

Abroad is not as good as China, the night is still very prosperous, after eight o'clock, the shopping malls begin to close, stop business, the streets are deserted.

Cao'er couldn't help but speed up her pace, her residence was not far from the school, and it would take less than ten minutes to walk back to her apartment.

Not far away, I arrived at the apartment, and I could already see the windows of my roommates upstairs and downstairs with lights on, and Cao'er couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Crossing the street, buying bread and bento for tomorrow morning at the convenience store, Cao'er walked out of the convenience store, holding books and paper bags, and lowered her head to sort out her wallet, but her back was suddenly pressed against the cold barrel of the gun.

Cao'er's whole body stiffened in fright, as if the blood in his whole body was whistling and pouring to the top of his head, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back in an instant.

The books and paper bags in her arms fell to the ground, and the grass slowly raised her hands.

Behind him sounded a familiar Chinese: "Don't look back, keep moving forward." ”

As the words settled, a man's big hand climbed on her shoulder, like a couple in love, and the grass was tightly wrapped in the man's arms, "Go, be natural, relax." ”

Cao'er took a mechanical step, almost tripped by herself, and the man who hugged her tightly by her side couldn't help but chuckle in her ear, but wrapped her thin waist tighter: "Sister, be steady." ”

The man's voice was somewhat rough and slightly hoarse, and he didn't sound like a young man of the same age.

Cao'er knows that she can't be flustered now, and after this year, she has lived alone in a foreign country, and her courage is still a little bigger after all, although it is not as good as Wushuang, but it is also a few points better than before.

There is also a gun on her waist, Cao'er knows that as long as she dares to shout, she will die immediately, and now this person wants to use her to do something, and she will not be killed for the time being, so she is obedient and obedient, and she may still have a way to live.

Cao'er steadied her mind and walked forward slowly, the man beside her was very close to her, Cao'er could smell the faint smell of blood on his body accompanied by the strong smell of cigar smoke, it was a kind of man who would never be touched in her circle, and the rough wild hormonal breath was strong to the extreme.

Seeing his apartment being left behind, he crossed four intersections in a row to a slum that was gradually starting to crumble.

The man's eyes were full of light and saw that those people were not following, so he withdrew his gaze and continued to move forward.

But Cao'er could clearly feel that the man beside him was a little relaxed, because the hand he originally held his waist was no longer tightly wrapped around his waist like Fang Cai, and even rubbed the soft flesh on her waist a little leisurely and lightly.

Cao'er bit her lip tightly, forcibly resisted the ** and strong mental discomfort caused by this kind of contact with the opposite sex, and hung her eyes stiffly, and glanced at the man beside her without protest.

Passing through a few low and narrow buildings, I gradually came to some dilapidated tents, full of domestic garbage, sewage flowing, pungent stench, but the man's steps became more and more brisk, but the grass stumbled a little.

The man chuckled again, his fingers kneading the soft flesh on her waist, the burning breath sprayed on the grass's ears, and laughed at her dumbly: "Squeamish." ”

Cao'er was extremely angry, and couldn't help glaring at him fiercely: "You can let me go." ”

But this glance made the grass stunned.

She originally thought that this man's voice was so rough and low, why would he be forty years old, but she didn't expect that what she saw was the face of a young man.

He is extremely tall, he should be a little taller than his brother and Xu Tingbai, but he is very strong, in the words of a man, he looks like a practicing family.

And what surprised the grass even more was that he turned out to be quite good-looking!

How to say it, his good-looking is very different from Xu Tingbai and Jiang Yi, who are pampered young masters, Xu Tingbai and their kind of imperial capital princes are chic and dignified, gentle as jade, but the man in front of him, Cao'er felt that he couldn't find a suitable word to describe him for a while.

His eyes are very deep, the eyebrow bones are slightly convex, the distance between the eyebrows and eyes is close and narrow, the bridge of the nose is high, and the lips are thin, making him look extremely three-dimensional, his hair is messy, but it is very dense and dark, and the smile at the corner of his mouth has not completely dissipated, but the smile also has a trace of ruffian and lazy.

Cao'er looked at him, and he was looking at Cao'er, but that look was very uncomfortable, as if you were not wearing any clothes in front of him.

His eyes were sharper than the eagles of the prairie.

Cao'er thought of this sentence for a moment.

She hung her head suddenly: "You're okay, I'm going back." ”

"What's your name?"

Wei Qi lit a cigar, and when the stars lit and the light went out, Cao'er saw the mottled and congealed blood marks on his sleeves.

Her heart was slightly cold, and she was worried for a while, she just wanted to escape from here quickly, so she prevaricated: "We won't meet again in the future, the name or something, it doesn't matter." ”