Chapter 11: He Can't

A small piece of world, the woman's voice is particularly charming and beautiful.

is obviously a refusal, but when a man hears it, it is more like a desire to refuse and welcome.

He Huaichi was closer, and a big grasp of her thigh lifted it directly.

Song Shuyu snorted coldly, echoing in a very small space, ambiguous and ecstatic.

But He Huaichi still didn't go any further.

It's probably a cleanliness habit.

Song Shuyu laughed, patted his face lightly with his hand, and asked, "Three times, right?" He Huaichi, can you do it? ”

"If it doesn't work, don't blame me for looking for someone else outside."

Song Shuyu pushed him away, and He Huaichi's back hit the partition, and the sound was not loud.

When she was about to open the door, he grabbed her waist. Close to her through a thin dress.

Song Shuyu didn't have the patience to play with him here, and said, "I'm going to have a celebration dinner in a while, can you not delay my time?" ”

The tone is particularly like He Huaichi's side, which can only be rubbed and wasted of time.

He Huaichi's slender and cold white fingers unbuttoned his suit, and then draped the coat over Song Shuyu's shoulders.

Song Shuyu looked up at him in confusion, and his eyes were illuminated by the light above his head, as if they had been soaked in water.

"Don't wear that next time." He Huaichi's voice was deep.

Song Shuyu was amused, "Jealous? ”

After she finished speaking, she stretched her shoulders, and the blazer slipped directly from her body to the ground.

"This is my freedom to dress, you know?"

After Song Shuyu finished speaking, he opened the door and left from the bathroom cubicle. Slowly walked to the sink, turned his mouth red, and made up for it. From the mirror, I saw He Huaichi leaving, with his coat still hanging on the crook of his arm.

The corners of Song Shuyu's lips hooked.

Leaving the bathroom, a radiant appearance appeared in the crowd.

She's just so glamorous tonight, especially the sexy outfit. Quite a few people came to talk to her. But on this occasion, everyone maintains a gentlemanly attitude. No matter how anxious I was, I didn't dare to show it on my face.

A blonde man with a height of one meter and nine flowers has been chatting with Song Shuyu for nearly five minutes. In the minds of adult men and women, there is already a tacit agreement on the time of conversation, that is, they have a good impression of each other.

Song Shuyu tilted his head and smiled in response to a question, and a female friend suddenly appeared next to him. She put a precious silk scarf on her, which happened to block her piece of good spring light.

Without waiting for Song Shuyu to ask in confusion, her friend leaned close to her ear and said, "I knew you were married, but I didn't expect your husband to be so handsome." ”

Song Shuyu tilted his head, revealing a puzzled expression.

A friend said, "When others are outside, it's not good to disturb your work." But you know, a man can't stand his wife being coveted by so many men all the time. ”

Song Shuyu smiled and asked in a low voice, "Honestly, did he give you any benefits?" ”

My friend joked, "Come on, the handsome guy has a pass with me." Give me this in front of you, it's my dish. ”

"Okay. Remember my kindness. Song Shuyu leaned closer and whispered, "But he seems to have looked at the man in the direction of six o'clock no less than dozens of times." ”

Friends are confused.

Song Shuyu smiled, "I'm like this, and I've watched other men so many times, you taste, you taste." ”

The friend showed a disdainful look, "Men and women take all? ”

"Then I don't know, you can verify it yourself."

Friends have no sex.

"Gone." Song Shuyu glanced at his watch and greeted his friend.

My friend understood very well and said, "After all, it is necessary to live a XING life with such a delicate handsome husband." ”

Song Shuyu whispered, "He can't do it." ”

My friend's mouth was wide open and he couldn't make a sound.