It's just a play, and the three or two are a little bored, and Ding Xiuming sees it in his eyes, "What a sentimental girl." The waiter brought the dishes to the table, and the unknown food was very greedy.

"Mr. Ding, should the wine be white or red?" Ding Xiuming looked at the girl opposite

"White."

The waiter filled the wine glass in front of him, and filled the wine glass that he wanted to fill three taels, Ding Xiuming waved his hand from the waiter

"It's better for girls not to drink outside than to drink."

Sanliang's nervous expression immediately relaxed, and then he took the chopsticks and started eating.

"Oops, scare me, I'm allergic to alcohol"

"Then why drink it?"

"Did you say last time? I had to go back and get a lot of red spots on my face."

Ding Xiuming looked at the indescribable joy in this girl's heart, sometimes she was soft and boneless, and sometimes she was stiff and hard, like a mint.

I don't know how long I ate a meal, and when I came out of it, the night had already begun, and Ding Xiuming's head was a little foggy. He had only drunk two glasses today, which was not like him, thinking to himself that he must have been intoxicated by this mint girl.

The outside is brightly lit, erotic men and women, the breeze is light, and the soft and delicate hair comes out of the inside, and when she looks around, the wind blows her, she straightens the hair that is a little messy, and then hugs herself with both hands, and there is an unknown sorrow between her eyebrows.

If this is the sober Ding Xiuming, if it is Ding Xiuming during the day, he may say: Where to live? I'll send you.

But this is the dark night, in this ambiguous night, Ding Xiuming felt that he was very fond of the saint, just because of the wine, he walked up to this girl, pulled her into his arms, and wrapped her weak and slender body with his windbreaker, he felt her tremble for a moment.

Using her manly chest to warm this somewhat icy body, she was still shivering, I don't know if it was because of the cold of the night, or because she was afraid. Ding Xiuming imagined this day in his mind many times. Then she got into the car with the mint girl, and she obediently followed him here and there, surprisingly quietly.

Sanliang was a little worried, both panicked and a little hesitant to see a villa area, her heart was still fluttering, she wanted to get out of the car, but she couldn't open her mouth, she didn't know what to say.

"One Building, One Unit"

Soon, the security guard took the keys and respectfully handed them to him through the window.

The car stopped, ran all the way into the room.

The sudden hug scared Sanliang, maybe he was just drunk, he just wanted to hug himself, I don't know how long it took, Sanliang felt a little stuffy, maybe he was hugged too tightly.

She wanted to break away with a little word, but Ding Xiuming pushed her into the small space little by little.

Then with the heroism of wine, the smell of smoke, the man's persistent lips were attached to Sanliang's mouth, Sanliang began to resist a little, silently, hesitantly, and the lips with the breath of a unique man were densely pressed down, from the center of the eyebrows, to the mouth, to the neck, that kind of numbness made Sanliang eager and resistant.

She pushed Ding Xiuming away hard, her face turned crimson with emotion, Ding Xiuming looked at the girl in front of her who was kissed by herself like a pool of spring water, slowly melted in front of her eyes, pulled her hair, and was proud in her heart, chasing three or two to the bedroom on the second floor.

A little weak, she thought of running away, but it was useless, she persevered, she didn't hold on.

Looking at this girl who was trembling, her whole body was tense, and her teeth were chattering, Ding Xiuming couldn't bear it anymore, and saw those big frightened, desperate eyes begging for him in the dark.

He put his hand over Sanliang's eyes, gently wiped off the beautiful eyelids like a half-moon, and covered them with the white towel next to him.

Let the body be close to the three taels, let her feel her own heat, her own youth.

The body went from stiff to soft to almost collapsed. In Ding Xiuming's long and tender kiss, the hard defense faded little by little.

"Hmm......" Sanliang snorted lightly, indicating no, she saw Ding Xiuming's hand start to ignite little by little,

Ding Xiuming flipped down from Sanliang with a hint of satisfaction, and he used his fingers to flick Sanliang's sweat-soaked hair that stuck to his forehead.

He really wanted to hear this woman say that she loved him, but Sanliang just lay quietly on one side, the warm sweat slowly became cold, and finally froze, she didn't know if she was still alive, and she couldn't tell the pain too much.

Silent, continue to be silent, I don't know how long it took, Sanliang slowly put on his clothes, his eyes began to flow warm and moist tears, and then he wanted to get out of bed and leave, the moment the soles of his feet touched the ground, Sanliang thought that he was stepping on the clouds, soft and weak, she could feel that the wound was still dripping with blood.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, her eyes were blurred, and she couldn't see whether she was scared or angry, and she got up and left in twos and threes, and every step would involve the pain of the wound, did it hurt? Sanliang didn't know where it hurt.

Ding Xiuming watched Sanliang walk out of the bedroom, and when he heard her downstairs, he couldn't find a reason to let her stay, Ding Xiuming began to feel guilty, saying that it was superfluous, he began to feel melancholy, folded his hands, and then covered his face and sighed deeply, "My Sanliang, my little girl, do you want to say sorry to her, how should I see her in the future?" ”

Along the way, she returned to her residence without expression, and she didn't even take the change that the taxi driver was looking for, and now she was afraid to look into anyone's eyes, and she was afraid that she would be uncontrollable hysteria.

On such a cold night, washing her body with cold water, her skin was rubbed red, and suddenly she couldn't control her tears, tears, I don't know how long she flowed, I don't know when she fell asleep, she didn't even remember the high fever and said in her sleep, let alone the name she shouted "Liu Yi" several times.

The sun is very strong, Ding Xiuming doesn't know how to sleep, his head hurts a little, his waist is a little sore, rubbing his face and fingers pass through his hair, now that he is awake, he feels very shameless, just because of the urge to drink, he exposed his not young body to the girl who is like mint moving cool.

He lifted the quilt and got out of bed, on the white sheets, the bright red stinging ding eyes, he felt a kind of hot blood stuck in his throat, he remembered last night.

The aching teeth of his tongue and the trembling little body, Sanliang is really the little girl in his heart, pure and beautiful like mint, and he made a wrong mistake last night, or right mistake.

Draw your own mark on this blank paper, my silly girl I want to give you more, I want you to call the wind and rain, I can, because you are the first woman who belongs to me, completely, thoroughly.