Chen Ange is a smoker and regards money as something outside his body.

He took the cigarette and raised his chin towards the girl: "Add another thirty yuan for yourself and take a taxi home." ”

From here to Tang Yi's villa area, the taxi meter is 33 yuan.

I have to pay back the big boss Nanyi's money every month, and Boss Chen is very poor, and he only has money to buy cigarettes in his pocket.

Don't dislike the lack of money, Tang Yan carefully put away the three coins.

You see, I said that I would pay her back 1,003, and there will be no more fetters. Isn't this another 'debt' of three dollars?

She folded up her skirt and crouched in front of him, her eyes at his level. Chen Ange's bewitching demon eyes are extremely light, clean and beautiful, like two glass beads.

He looks so amazing, the kind of amazing that I can't forget at a glance.

The little girl's voice was soft and glutinous, deliberately coquettish: "I don't want to go home." ”

Boss Chen is very unkind: "You can wander outside. ”

As long as he wants to talk to death, there is basically no way to save it.

It's not a human being who can pick it up.

Tang Yi took two small steps forward, and both of them almost collided with their knees. The girl began to play the scoundrel: "Then can you take me in for one night?" At this point in time, there are no taxis, and it is not safe for me to go anywhere. ”

Before the poor tail had landed, an empty car with a flashing red sign drove past the middle of the road.

Chen Ange raised his eyebrows and reminded her: "Do you need me to help you stop the car?" ”

Tang Yi is not good at lying, and he is not good at sprinkling. But she didn't want to leave, so she could only grind hard: "You just take me in for one night, and I'll leave tomorrow." ”

It was almost half past three in the morning.

In another hour, the sky will be exposed to the white of the fish's belly.

"Then sit here until dawn." His fingers tapped the cigarette case, knocking out a cigarette, and he squinted at the good girl: "Come on?" ”

Tang Yan actually doesn't like the smell of smoke very much. Her father also loved to smoke in his early years, but was forced to quit by his mother. She hasn't smelled smoke since. It wasn't until later that I met Chen Ange, who loves to smoke.

What he likes, she has always accepted unconditionally.

The thin white and delicate fingers pinched the end of the cigarette butt, Tang Yi put it to his lips and bit it like him, and asked him uncertainly: "How to light the fire?" ”

The fawn-like eyes were pure and clear, and they reflected his filth.

After looking at each other wordlessly for a few seconds, Chen Ange suddenly laughed, and his eyebrows and eyes were full of a cool smile. He put his hand behind the girl's head and maliciously led the person to his side.

This beautiful demon wants to do evil: "Little Gardenia, you like me so much?" ”

Chen Ange is a very bad person, with a bad mind, and a bad look. If he really wants to hook up with a little girl, he can simply play people to death.

Tang Yu is different.

Chen Ange doesn't have to hook up with her, she is all trapped in.

Now that he's one step further, she's going to take ten steps. Remove the cigarette and put it back in the case.

The two were shrouded in dim light and shadow, their figures overlapping, and Chen Ange was on top.

Tang Yi held the cigarette case, raised his eyes to him, and told him sincerely and solemnly: "Yes, Tang Yi likes Chen Ange, and he has always liked it." ”

From fifteen to eighteen years old, Chen Ange was Tang Yi's girl's heart.

When I let go of the hand of the folded skirt, the white hem of the skirt hung down naturally, and the tail of the skirt could be dangled on the asphalt floor. She carried a fragrant body, wrapped her hands around Chen Ange's neck, and sacrificed herself to the demon god.

also gave him all the rebellion of his life.

She pressed her lips to his lips and closed her eyes slightly.

The first time she did something like this, she kissed awkwardly, so nervous that the arms around him tightened and tightened.

The figures of the two under the shadow of the lamp completely overlapped.

Her movements were not sudden. Chen Ange could have pushed it away, but he didn't.

He thought, it wasn't just Tang Yi who was crazy at this moment.