Chapter 3: Control
When Zhou Qinghuai also came out of the shower, he found Qin Jia sitting at the dining table, with a pair of slender snow-white legs exposed to the air. The loose white shirt on her body reached her thighs, and the hem of the clothes seemed to be brushed by, making people think about it.
Women stimulate men's desires in this regard, which is what men like to see.
He walked up to her, his hands at her sides. Confirm with her one last time, "Are you sure?" ”
"How can there be an arrow back when you open a bow?" Qin Jia smiled, held his face, and took the initiative to kiss him.
"Is it here or somewhere else?"
"Bedroom."
Zhou Qinghuai picked her up easily.
Qin Jia landed on his back and lay on his back.
She looked at Zhou Qinghuai's impeccable face under the cold white light, and raised her foot to rub his calf. Extending all the way, it gives him a mysterious touch.
His ankle was suddenly grasped by his palm, and he leaned forward, and said in a strong posture, "I don't like to be forced to make decisions." So I'm in control of the rest. ”
Zhou Qinghuai turned off the lights and let everything go dark.
This corner of space has been completely reduced to an unfathomable depth.
The negative pressure brings a deep feeling of hypoxia, so much so that it is on the verge of suffocation.
Zhou Qinghuai was too gentle, which was beyond her expectations.
After a brief halt to the battle, she leaned against his back and begged softly, "Brother......"
The man chuckled.
Anyway, it's still early, and there are enough things for Lang Yu to prepare.
After a storm, it finally returned to tranquility.
Zhou Qinghuai remained a gentleman afterwards and asked her, "Are you hungry?" You can bring something to eat. ”
Qin Jia lay on the bed softly and shook his head, "I'm full." ”
She said these words as if she had her hands on them. Everything that happened from her appearance also showed that she was a veteran.
"Do you need me to deal with it for you?"
Zhou Qinghuai's eyes drooped.
Qin Jia instantly understood and shook his head, "No." Please don't be so gentle, it will make me reluctant to end this dewy relationship. ”
Not wanting to embarrass the atmosphere, she propped herself up and sat half-sitting, asking, "Is there any smoke?" ”
"I don't smoke."
Qin Jia glanced at him, a little incredulous.
"No smoking, no drinking? Are you going to practice Buddhism? ”
Zhou Qinghuai didn't care much about her teasing.
She got out of bed straight out of bed, naked. With his back to him, he pulled out a cigarette case and a lighter from his bag. Zhou Qinghuai looked at her slender back and beautiful lines, and her body reacted a little.
Qin Jia was somewhat virtuous, found Zhou Qinghuai's white shirt, and asked Zhou Qinghuai what he meant before putting it on. After getting his approval, she put it on neatly, and then grabbed the long hair at the back of her neck and pulled it out.
Walking to the ticket window, she sat on it, her slender legs exposed.
She shook a cigarette out of her cigarette case, put it in her mouth, and lit it with a lighter.
Zhou Qinghuai had never seen Qin Jia who was so sexy as smoking, and he didn't have any deliberate superfluous actions.
The red lips bit the semi-moist filter, and between one and the other, it was like a thin wire gently pulling the heart, breeding dense current. There was silence in her eyes, and the dark night scene outside the window made her feel mysterious and misanthropic.
Zhou Qinghuai, who has always paid attention to efficiency, quietly watched her smoke a whole cigarette with appreciative eyes. It's boring and fun.
She finished pumping one, and then went to order a second one.
Zhou Qinghuai got up and planned to wash it, but turned his head and reminded, "Smoke less." "It's not just because he doesn't want to smell smoke anymore.
Qin Jia held the cigarette between his slender fingers and made a gesture of handing it over, "Really not one?" ”
Zhou Qinghuai politely refused, and at the moment when Qin Jia lit it, he said calmly, "The prevalence of lung cancer is very high now. ”
Qin Jia coughed, then smiled again, and his tone was very relaxed, "It doesn't matter, who knows when to leave?" Maybe I'll get into a car accident or something when I go out tomorrow. ”
Zhou Qinghuai's voice was very calm, "You usually like to curse yourself like this?" ”
"I call it timely fun. If you are afraid of death, why live? ”
It's ridiculous, but after thinking about it, I find that it can't be refuted.
She finished her cigarette and went to take a shower by herself.
Zhou Qinghuai was already fully dressed, and had obviously taken a shower in another bathroom. Black suit, white shirt, belt. Neat.
She climbed into bed and asked, "Aren't you sleeping?" It's still early. ”
She was afraid that Zhou Qinghuai would hear something else, so she explained with a smile, "It simply refers to sleep, sleep." ”
When she looked at him and smiled, there seemed to be water in her eyes, and people did not want to look away.
A hand reached over and brushed the half-wet hair from her forehead. Raise your eyes to touch, your fingers are slender, your wrist bones are craggy, and you have the delicate watch on your wrist that is worth a lot of money.
"Answer me a question." Zhou Qinghuai said.
"What?"
“…… Are you still satisfied with the hardware? ”