The lips are more delicate than flowers

Bian Jichen saw that he knocked on the car window for so long, but no one responded inside.

But he was patient, his eyes sparkled, and he didn't back down.

Although I know that my behavior is a little strange and a little rude.

But the green figure that Fang had just unintentionally glimpsed was like a mysterious veil covering his heart, which made him itch and forced him to explore, so that he could resist the inexplicable emotions of irritability.

Bian Jichen also felt that his current self was very strange, and even he didn't know why he had become like this.

There were no pedestrians on the road, and the empty commercial street was slightly lonely with the sound of the wind at night, Bian Jichen put his hand in his pocket, his jaw moved slightly, and his eyes were deep.

After dozens of seconds of waiting, his hand in his pocket stretched out, his knuckles curled slightly, and he was about to knock on the glass in front of him again.

With a click, the window in front of me slowly rolled down.

In the night, Bian Jichen's cold eyes moved slightly when he suddenly bumped into a scene in the car.

In front of me is a slightly fragrant and ambiguous scene.

I saw that the young man sitting in the car was pale under his eyes, and he always looked sick after taking medicine all year round, and the slightly bitter smell of Chinese medicine was always stained on the placket of his clothes, which made people feel bitter between their tongues when they smelled it.

Although he looked sick and pale, his complexion was not lifeless, but because of his overly beautiful countenance, even if he was trapped in an old disease, he radiated a jewel-like gorgeous light in the darkness, and was dazzlingly beautiful.

At this time, he lazily put his hand on the window lift button, his thin white eyelids drooped, and the reason why he described the ambiguous picture in front of him was because the girl's hand at his side hooked his neck at this time, and pressed his soft body tightly against his body.

She hugged him so intimately that there was not a single slit on her body, and her black hair obscured half of her face.

The only glimpse was the fragrant jade white under her collarbone and the pink lip color she had pressed against his neck.

The cold skin is fragrant, and the lips are more delicate than flowers.

Whereas...... What caught his attention the most was the long green dress on her body that had completely lost his mind.

Bian Jichen didn't expect that he would see such an ambiguous scene between the two, so he was stunned, so he turned his eyes away.

Finally, the noble young man sitting in the car finally hooked his lips.

"Young Master Bian, what a coincidence."

"Come to me, is there something wrong?"

Jiang Chacha could feel Bian Jichen's cold gaze swept over again, he first glanced at the man next to her, and then crossed Cheng Ma, and landed on her coldly.

Look at it without a little warmth.

Jiang Cha Cha's spine stiffened, and she bit her lip to control herself from shivering.

Damn, why is Bian Jichen so terrible???

She would never have thought that he would follow!! Didn't he just glance at her on the side of the road and ignore her???

Just before Bian Jichen came over and knocked on the car window, she saw him standing outside the window in the car.

The first second she saw him, every hair on her body seemed to stand up, her brain seemed to be deprived of oxygen, and the blood in her whole body seemed to be flowing backwards.

Her teeth chattered with fear.

She just changed her clothes and hair.

So as long as Bian Jichen sees her face, he can recognize her.

Seeing him standing outside the car, Jiang Chacha restrained his trembling hands and did not startle the snake.

She held her breath, her eyes fixed on him, wondering what he was going to do.

But she never thought that Bian Jichen would come over and knock on the car glass next to Cheng Ma.

Obviously running for her!

He's suspicious of her!!

Jiang Chacha was so nervous that her heart was about to jump to her throat, and her bitten lip was almost bitten by her.

That's why she made such a bold act the second Cheng Ma rolled down the window.

She lunged at him, burying her head in his shoulder, trying to cover her face.

But if it weren't, there seemed to be no other way.

Moreover, this unspeakable ambiguous behavior between men and women can also make Bian Jichen feel embarrassed and force him to leave consciously.

After Cheng Ma's questioning, no one responded, and Bian Jichen's cold eyes still fell on her, as if he was considering something, and seemed to be looking at her inch by inch.

Ginger Cha Cha's body can be as stiff as a stone.

Cheng Mao also clearly felt the change in her.

But his embarrassment was not far behind, the sudden intimacy of the girl, and the softness of his arms pressing against him, and the fragrance of her body enveloping him, were enough to dissipate his reason.

His body stiffened, and the roots of his ears under the black stubble were red as if they could drip blood.

I realized that the girl's contrasting behavior and stiff limbs seemed to have something to do with the man outside the window......

A hint of darkness appeared in Cheng Ma's eyes, and he pursed his reddish lips, just as he was about to lower his eyes to look at her.

The woman in her arms was too nervous.

So much so that the arm around his neck was tightening uncontrollably little by little, if it was just a simple hug just now, then now she was sticking this body to his body.

Just a slight breath, I can smell the soft fragrance on her body.

Cheng Ma's whole body stiffened, he didn't dare to move, and in the dim light, his usually faint eyes suddenly turned away in shame.

Jiang Chacha never thought that he had done this, but Bian Jichen was still watching coldly from the side???

He's crazy?!!!

Just when Jiang Cha Cha thought that he was going to die here in this life.

Finally.

"Sorry to interrupt."

After the man outside the window left this sentence, he left indifferently.

Jiang Cha Cha breathed a sigh of relief.

Bian Jichen turned around, walked a few steps on the side of the road, then took out his mobile phone and made a call.

The next second, his hand froze.

His inky eyes swept sharply behind him.

I saw a telephone ring from Fang Cai's car, which was particularly clear and abrupt in the empty night.