A beautiful sink

"Woo......"

Xia Xiruo pushed his chest hard with both hands, but he hugged him tighter. His long, wet tongue slipped into her mouth between her open teeth, tightly curled over her sweet little tongue, greedily twisting and sucking.

Between her noses, her charming masculine breath and the faint smell of tobacco on his body were seductive and seductive, trance-like, making her feel a beautiful sense of sinking.

No!

With all his strength, he pushed him away, and his weak body took two steps back because of the force of the backward impact, and his waist hit the edge of the table, barely standing firmly.

Raising his head, he restrained the indulgence in his eyes and returned to his usual indifference and alienation......

The kind of indifference and alienation that should be in the face of him.

This man who is too beautiful is poison, and the closer she gets to him, the deeper she will be poisoned.

"It's really interesting. Looking at her with dark eyes like the night sky, Ming Yihan deliberately took a step closer to her: "Little woman, we'll see you at night." ”

An unpredictable gaze swept over her face, and she turned away.

She looked at him now, even if it was indifferent, but it was a little different from before, as if she was hiding and escaping something, which made him feel strange in his heart.

What's interesting? Why did she think this man was so weird today?

In her thoughts, he had already opened the door and disappeared from her eyes.

At this time, she realized that her heart was pounding, and her chest kept beating like a small drum.

Outside the window, in the shadow of the French plane trees on the side of the road, Zhuo Yuanhang silently looked at the people in the private room, and his clear eyes showed a melancholy sigh.

In the past, he celebrated every birthday for her, but now, someone has replaced him, and that person can give her the luxury and romance that he can't give.

Sadly, when he saw her turn around, he hurriedly turned around and walked to the other side of the plane tree.

Xiruo, this birthday, I can only send you wordless blessings.

If you're happy, it's fine.

The figure, so familiar, was he? But before she could see it clearly, he was gone.

Thinking of the scene of Zhuo Yuanhang carrying her around the playground of junior high school three times at this time last year, I couldn't help but feel sad.

"Click!" the door suddenly pushed open.

"Wow, what a big cake. Lu Xiaoyao walked straight to the table, cut a piece of cake, and ate it.

"Well, it's delicious, I knew I wouldn't go to lunch like this, the young master is really eccentric, I bought such a big cake and played the way I went to eat, delicious, delicious......"

"Then you can eat more, my sister won't accompany you. Xia Xiruo glanced at Lu Xiaoyao and walked out of the door.

It's lunch time, and in the huge café, there are only a few people, Xia Xiruo walks quietly through the hall with soothing steps, amid the piano music flowing in the surround sound.

At a certain moment, a brown shadow suddenly flashed in the perspective, and Xi Ruo's eyes chased after it, and when she saw that handsome and extraordinary face, her eyes froze for a while.

It was him, the man who had returned her wallet in the forest park.

At this moment, he was holding a brown teacup towards her, the corners of his thin mouth were slightly raised, his dark eyes were squinting at her, and his strange eyes seemed to be inviting her, but he didn't say a word quietly.

The delicate white of the man, the ink-dyed black, immersed in the orange light of the café, this man, like a beautiful landscape painting, makes it difficult to look away at the first sight.

What a coincidence...... Xia Xiruo stared at him for a long time, squinted his eyes, smiled at his elf, and turned to leave.