The temperature outside the car was very low, and it was very windy in the mountains.

Forsythia was blown, and he looked a little awake in a daze, his eyes were half-squinted, and he saw a man's clear chin.

I always felt that the contour of this chin was very familiar, and she had vaguely seen it somewhere.

Forsythia stretched out her hand and wanted to touch his chin, but heard a cold voice: "Don't move, hold me"

She wrinkled her nose reluctantly, and obediently wrapped her arms around his neck.

Feng Lixing was very satisfied with her performance, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and he just wanted to laugh, but he heard forsythia begin to sing indistinctly in his mouth, the lyrics were not audible, but the melody was somewhat familiar...

This woman!!

Feng Lixing's face turned green, she refused to wake up in the car just now, and now she is holding her, she actually starts singing with a dead face? It's so ugly!

As a result, that day, the guests and waiters of Walkerhill all saw Feng Lixing holding a drunken woman, walking through the hall with a completely out of tune singing, check-in, and then carrying her into the elevator, opening the door, until she threw the woman in her arms onto the bed, she was still singing.

What is TM singing!

Feng Lixing gasped and loosened his tie.

"Hey!" He nudged her again, "Do you want to drink water?" ”

Forsythia rolled on the bed and lay on her side, not squeaking.

He didn't bother to care about her anymore, and was about to leave, but his hand was suddenly grabbed by the woman on the bed.

"Don't go," she shouted indistinctly, humming again.

Feng Lixing shook his arm, he couldn't shake her off, so he could only frown and ask, "What else do you want?" ”

"I don't want anything, I just don't want you to go!" She was stubborn like a child, but her eyes were closed and her voice was indistinct.

Feng Lixing smiled coldly: "You really don't want me to go? Do you know the consequences of my stay? ”

......The person on the bed didn't react again, hummed to himself, stopped halfway through humming, and suddenly pulled his arm and pulled Feng Lixing to the edge of the bed.

This was not enough, she even shrunk her legs, pouted her buttocks, and bent her whole person into the shape of a bow, and then hugged Feng Lixing's arm tightly in her arms, resting her chin on the back of his hand, rubbing it gently, like a lazy cat.

"Don't you go? Stay and sing to me, Leon..."

Originally, it was okay, Feng Lixing's tense heart was about to be softened by this girl's rubbing, but she screamed...

"Who is Leon?"

"Sing!"

"Who is Leon, you answer me first!"

"Sing, prepare, Qi!" She pouted and continued to hold his arm, and began to sing again out of tune: "Ifyouwannacry, cryonmyshoulder, Ifyouneedsomeonewhocaresforyou......"

The voice was hoarse after being drunk, but this time Feng Lixing could hear clearly what she was singing, she was singing the old English song that had been playing on a loop in the car just now.

But it seems that she can't sing, because she only sings this one sentence over and over again, and at the end she can't hear the last note clearly, and her eyes slowly close......

Feng Lixing's arm was held by her all the time, watching this woman go crazy on the bed alone, singing, until she fell asleep again, he pumped his hand, he couldn't pump, he could only half-squat down, squatting on the edge of the bed...

The dim halo of the wall lamp fell, and she slept in the halo, the five finger prints on her face were much lighter, her skin was whiter, her thick eyelashes covered her eyelids, and her white cheeks were red with a drunken red.

Feng Lixing couldn't help but touch her face with his fingers.

He remembered that she used to have baby fat, but now that she had a face under her palm, she had become thin and petite, what had she experienced alone in Paris in the past five years?

Feng Lixing felt that his emotions were a little undeserved, and forced himself to take his eyes off her face, but it just fell on her, because she was lying on her side, the fabric on her waist was tightened, her chest shape was fully displayed, and her long and white legs were almost all exposed.

The scenery is so attractive, Feng Lixing is a normal man, and it is inevitable that he will feel tightness and irritability in his chest.

"Hey, Forsythia, let go!" He patted her cheek and ripped his tie off.

Forsythia wrinkled her nose: "Not loose!" ”

"Let go!"

"Don't loosen! Sing to me! She muttered, half-asleep.

Feng Lixing saw her like this, which was very interesting, so he leaned over as if he was bad, pressed her shoulder with his other hand, and asked in her ear, "Is it really not loose?" Don't regret it! ”

Forsythia seemed to shake a little, but in the end she didn't let go, just closed her eyes tighter.

The smile on the corner of Feng Lixing's mouth hooked up little by little, and finally he couldn't resist the desire in his heart, leaned over and pressed it, and his cold lips reached the soft, tossing and grinding......