What a good-looking man, but it's a pity that he's a poor boy.

Soon arrived at the parking garage of Han Xiou's apartment, Lin Xiaomo naturally didn't worry about her, so he sent her upstairs.

Han Xiou leaned on Lin Xiaomo's shoulder, pointed his elastic cheek with his hand, and smiled stupidly: "Sending girls home, with bad intentions, have you sent many girls home?" ”

"Nope." Lin Xiaomo replied seriously.

"I don't believe it."

Lin Xiaomo didn't speak again, the elevator door opened, and he hugged her in.

Han Xiou hung on his body like an octopus, how could this man's chest be so warm and secure? I really want to lean on it and sleep comfortably.

Lin Xiaomo found the key in Han Xiou's bag and opened the door.

Her home, like the last time he came, showed a sense of "messiness" peculiar to a single woman. Han Xiou's clothes were piled up everywhere, scattered on the sofa, on the floor, and on the bed......

It can't be helped, what she doesn't like to do is housework. And she has too many clothes, she has to choose for a long time when she goes out every day, and the clothes she took out and chose were too late to put back in the closet, so she hurriedly went out to work.

She spends so much time dressing up, so where does she have time to tidy up the house?

It's so scattered around at a glance, how good!

However, in the end, this is not a very good living habit, but the drunk Han Xiou did not feel embarrassed at all, and was very calm in the face of Lin Xiaomo's silent expression.

"Sit down." She also warmly invited.

Lin Xiaomo's fart stock really has nowhere to put it.

Seeing Han Xiou's soft lying on his stomach, he had no choice but to hook her waist with one hand, and pick up the clothes on the bed with the other hand and put them back in the closet, of course, these clothes also include her underwear.

When he saw his underwear, Han Xiou blushed a little, but Lin Xiaomo looked calm, and he didn't have the little panic when the little boy saw the women's clothes.

What a calm man, she really likes his calm temperament more and more.

It's a pity that it's a poor boy...... She sighed again.

The bed was cleaned up, and Lin Xiaomo put Han Xiou down, but she still hooked his neck and held on, her eyes shining. The two were so close that their hot breath blew on each other's faces.

The eyes of the two of them slowly changed a little, and their breath became a little unbearable.

Lin Xiaomo's voice was dry: "I'm leaving." ”

Han Xiou suddenly leaned over and dropped a kiss on the corner of his lips: "Reward you for the fare." ”

Lin Xiao looked at her in a daze, panting slightly. He seemed to smell the honey scent of her lip gloss that remained on his lips, and the soft touch of it, like electricity, made his body tremble slightly.

"Why, isn't one enough, then give another reward." Han Xiou's drunken eyes narrowed slightly, and he pressed his lips, wanting to kiss one at the corner of his lips.

But suddenly Lin Xiaomo buckled his head, and his lips caught her kiss.

Han Xiou's eyes suddenly opened, but soon, she closed her eyes and indulged in Lin Xiaomo's hot kiss.

After a while, Lin Xiaomo let go of her, panting with a hint of breath. His eyes were glowing with a heart-pounding heat, and Han Xiou looked at him in confusion.

Her lips, kissed red, were moist and seductive in the light.

"Good night." Lin Xiaomo let go of her uncontrollably.

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