The white kite licked her dry lips: "I want to drink water." ”

Two minutes later, Fu Yinzhou handed her a glass of warm water.

The white kite took a sip and found that he actually added the honey to it, which was sweet and delicious, and immediately drank it in one gulp unceremoniously.

Fu Yinzhou's long and tall figure stood in front of him without moving, as if waiting for her cup.

Her eyes were a little itchy, and she rubbed them lightly, until the corners of her eyes turned red unconsciously.

Out of politeness and upbringing, she bent her moist eyes and handed him the empty cup: "Thank you." ”

"Did I tell you?" His voice was deep and hoarse, and his big hand crossed the cup and clasped her slender and white wrist awkwardly, "Don't look at men with this kind of eyes in the future." ”

The strength of his hand was just right, the thin calluses on the tips of his fingers rubbed like electricity, making her tremble slightly, and her fingers instantly seemed to be drained, and the cup in her hand slid down, falling to the floor without breaking, and the bones rolled to the corner.

At the same time, it seems that there is also the heart of a white kite.

Fu Yinzhou gently pulled her into his arms, his tone was like a judgment, and he attributed all the faults to her: "You shouldn't look at me like this." ”

The moment he lowered his head and kissed her on the neck, the white kite lost its ability to resist in an instant, and still resisted stubbornly: "Fu Yinzhou, you are endless......"

Fu Yinzhou laughed playfully in her ear: "I just fed you before, and you enjoyed it, but I haven't yet, why should I change it now?" ”

The little face of the white kite quickly turned crimson, and he found a reason: "I don't have any tools at home." ”

Fu Yinzhou leaned into her ear and blew playfully: "You don't need to prepare, I have." ”

“……”

She remembered that he had been prepared when he was in the car, and now that he was at her house, he still carried it with him? And the last time I did it here, he was well prepared.

mentioned the last time, Bai Kite remembered that he answered a woman's phone call and left: "I advise you to stop in moderation, otherwise you will delay the next one." ”

She said this delicately and softly, and her breath was piping hot, but every word was interspersed with mockery and sarcasm.

Fu Yinzhou narrowed his eyes when he heard this, and unlocked his mobile phone and stuffed it into her hand: "As long as you find that woman, I will let you go." ”

How could it be possible to find the mobile phone that he took the initiative to hand in, the white kite had long not believed in the man's tricks.

She gave him the phone back, and he took it and threw it away, effortlessly pulling her into the boiling heat.

Halfway through, however, he stopped.

The white kite bit her lower lip and felt tormented.

He put it next to her ear and asked viciously, word by word, "It's okay, isn't it?" ”

Men who kill and make decisions in the mall are used to being looked up to.

Being despised or despised is the most intolerable for them, and their best counterattack is to let the other party know what it means to turn their hands into clouds and turn their hands into rain.

The white kite's mind was confused, and after thinking for a while, he realized that he was referring to the sentence "It's okay" that she commented on him in front of her best friend.

It turned out that I had to settle accounts with her at this time.

The white kite's eyes were covered with a layer of moisture, her red lips trembled slightly, and she cried shallowly: "No, I have no experience, so I said it casually." ”

This didn't sound like a lie, Fu Yinzhou coaxed her like a child: "What are you going to say next time, do you know?" ”

"Hmm." The white kite shook and spat out a word with difficulty and softly.

Fu Yinzhou hooked the corners of her mouth with satisfaction and kissed her lip flap that was about to deform......

Moonlight came in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, quietly shining on the two of them.

The white kite's head rested on Fu Yinzhou's shoulder and fell asleep.

He stretched out his hand to brush away the wet hair on her cheeks, and a bright and delicate little face was revealed, and the thick long black hair was messily draped over her smooth and white shoulders, and the combination of purity and desire was just right on her, and it was as quiet as a well-behaved and delicate doll at this time.

The air was quiet, and seconds later he picked her up and went into the bathroom.

When she woke up again, she lay on her side and didn't move for a while, vaguely remembering that she seemed to be carried to the bathroom last night, and her body was washed without stickiness, refreshing and comfortable, but fatigue was also real.

There was a sound of water running in his ears, crackling on the floor, and then the bathroom door opened, and the mist overflowed, and the white kite quickly closed its eyes.

"It's almost eight o'clock, are you sure you still want to pretend to sleep?" Fu Yinzhou's lazy and deep voice came.

It's really not early at this point in time, the white kite froze for a moment, and opened his eyes: "Why are you still here?" ”

It's strange that he left every time he was done the first few times, but this time he spent the night here.

"My clothes are wet, how do I go?" Fu Yinzhou's reasons are reasonable.

The white kite remembered that his clothes had indeed been twisted and turned last night, first by pouring wine on the deer, and then by getting wet again on the sofa.

Fu Yinzhou seemed to know what she was going to ask next: "The clothes can be worn after a while." ”

After speaking, he leaned on the windowsill and raised his head, and the white kite looked at him in a very strange posture, so he couldn't help but look at it twice.

He put eye drops into each eye, and continued to keep his head up and close his eyes after the drops.

The warm sunlight outside the window fell on him like a light veil, the Adam's apple was prominent and sexy, only one of her pink bath towels was wrapped around his waist, and his well-structured chest and abdominal muscles were unobstructed, and he was a natural hanger figure.

It was the first time she had looked at him so directly.

I especially remember the glimpse when he didn't wear glasses just now, a pair of black eyes were indifferent and cold, and when he looked directly at people, the yin owl was unfathomable.

Exactly like two people.

The white kite flashed his mind, and when he looked at him again, he was already wearing glasses.

Maybe that's why he wears glasses, otherwise why is it always the quiet Fu Yinzhou who is presented to outsiders.