The vision is blurred, but the sense of hearing and smell becomes particularly sensitive at this time.

She could hear his breathing clearly, from steady, to eager, to heavy, to piping hot.

She craned her neck, and the height difference between the two was so great that they were even sitting.

His hand was right behind her ear, rubbing her earlobe, and she was excited.

I wanted to push it away, but suddenly I didn't know where to start.

The road in front of her was open, the car moved again, she shook, and suddenly turned over the river and the sea, she pushed Chen Zhou away, knocked on the partition, and asked the assistant to park on the side of the road.

Bentley turned the corner and stopped, and she drove the door down, stumbling to the side of the roadside sewer and vomiting in the dark.

She didn't eat a mouthful of food, and all she spit out was wine and water, and a few passers-by around looked sideways for unknown reasons, and hurriedly walked away with their heads down.

Chen Zhou got out of the car, walked to her, took off his coat and put it on her.

After a few seconds, Tong Que breathed a sigh of relief and stood up with his arm.

He handed over the thermos cup, she took a sip of hot water, and her body finally warmed up.

She cleared her throat, took out a tissue to wipe her mouth clean, threw it in the trash, and sat back in the car.

The car door closed, Chen Zhou glanced at the assistant, the other party nodded, raised the baffle, and restarted.

He didn't say a word the whole time.

The child sparrow, who vomited a heart, was a little weak-hearted.

"Still uncomfortable?" He spoke, not saying anything else.

She immediately shook her head: "Much better." ”

Chen Zhou turned up the temperature of the air conditioner by two degrees, and the wind blades were turned to her side.

She was covered in his woollen coat and the warm breeze was blowing, and the discomfort quickly disappeared.

She glanced at him.

Why did you like Chen Yeran in the first place?

It's probably that Chen Zhou's excellent is unattainable.

Shen Ruoruo is really right, old men have the benefits of old men.

"What?" Chen Zhou's voice startled her.

She shook her head: "No...... It's nothing. ”

I accidentally blurted it out.

Chen Zhou's eyes moved, as if he was smiling, he reached out and took the thermos cup in her hand and put it aside, bowed his head and continued what he didn't finish just now.

The boy finch tilted his head, as thin as a mosquito's voice: "Dirty." ”

I just threw up.

Chen Zhou hooked his lips.

Dirty? There are even dirtier ones.

The temperature in the back seat rose instantly, her face was red and dripping blood, and just as she wanted to refuse, the car stopped.

"Mr. Chen, it's here."

She leaned towards the door as if she was saved, and was pulled back by him, wrapped in clothes and carried out of the car, looking more like she had experienced something terrible.

Chen Zhou carried her into the elevator, his apartment was on the top floor, he looked at the elevator display, Tong Que was holding his coat in his hand, extremely nervous.

The elevator reached the top floor, and he strode to the door of the house, pressed the password, opened the door, and flowed smoothly.

The door slammed shut, and Tong Que trembled, and was instantly pressed against the door panel by him.

"There's no one at home." His voice was low.

Her eyelids jumped: "Huh? ”

"Let go."

These three words seemed to have a temperature, which made her ears hurt.

She was obsessed with romance novels for a while in high school, but unfortunately the ones that Shen Ruoruo lent her were all Xiaobaiwen, and there was no description of this.

Her lips were shaking, as if the moment the door closed, the soul of the heavy makeup on the wine table had been stopped outside.

The tip of his nose is close to the tip of his nose, the bridge of his nose is high, his jaw is sharpened, and his bone line is distinct.

Only the small yellow light in the entrance of the room was on, and the warm light did not soften his eyebrows.

"Mr. Chen......" she began, but she didn't understand why she called him.

Listen to his ears, it may be a plea for mercy, or it may be an invitation.