The corridor was long, and from time to time there was the joyful laughter of men and women in the box, occasionally mixed with a scream. Even if she didn't push the door open, Xu Sirou could imagine the beautiful scene in it.

But she didn't have time to think about it, she just looked at it one by one: "Brother Yu, Brother Yu?" He didn't dare to push the door, but stood outside the door and knocked softly, behaving like a student.

"Yu ......"

The arm was grabbed and pulled by a large hand. The world swirled for a while, and when he reacted, the person had fallen into the arms of a faint sweet smell.

"What people!" She twisted in the crook of her arms that were pincer-clasped around her, "Let go of me!" ”

In the darkness, the hand that was around her did not relax, and no one answered her, only two low gasps were heard. After a long pause, a faint exhaling voice came: "Don't scream, it's me." ”

This voice is familiar to her: "Brother Yu? ”

There was no light in the box, and through the faint light that came in through the crack in the door, Xu Sirou blinked and saw the outline of the person in front of her.

He leaned against the wall, his upper body curled up, his right hand covering his left shoulder, and his two thick eyebrows twisted together painfully.

"What's wrong with you?" A hand reached over his shoulder, and he felt a wet wetness, "Hurt?" ”

"Don't ask." Tan Jingyun sat down on the sofa near the door and waved his hand to her, "Sit down." ”

Xu Sirou didn't understand what he meant, but was stunned.

"Brother Yu, ...... you" Before Xu Sirou finished speaking, she was lifted into her lap by the man and rubbed into her arms.

His hand clasped the back of her head, and his fingers deftly flicked the sideburns of her earlobe, causing a tickle on the side of her ear and neck. He only had time to whimper and scream and struggle twice in his arms, and his lips were sealed by him.

Tan Jingyun's hand slid down the neckline of her cheongsam.

From her neck to her armpits, the buckle was so delicate that his hands were already stained with blood and slippery, and no matter how he turned it, he could not untie the small round buckle made of pearls.

"Untie."

Xu Sirou only felt that her neck was being slapped by his hot flashes, and the gentle bite on her lips seemed to make her feel pain and itch for a while.

"No......"

Tan Jingyun ignored any of her movements, grabbed most of her slender waist with one hand, lowered his head, and grabbed a bead between her throats.

"Brother Yu!" She exclaimed.

The slender and high-pitched voice seemed to have failed to regain the man's senses, and he just buried his head more and more quickly.

"Quick!" He urged vaguely.

Without waiting for her to move, Xu Sirou only heard a crisp "clatter" sound when the little bead burst between his teeth, as if she had pressed a switch.

The door was suddenly opened.

Looking in through the dim light, the faces of the people in the room were not very distinct, except for a woman leaning forward, revealing a delicate and creamy white back like mutton fat, and her face was buried in the man's neck, revealing the tip of her ear that was reddish with excitement.

The lines of the two overlapped, and the little black hairline of the man under her appeared and disappeared.

"Don't ......" like a crying voice that makes people's hearts throb unbearably.

The visitor didn't expect that what he bumped into would be such a scene, and quickly retreated. But the woman's snow-white and delicate body couldn't be waved out of his mind, so he could only smack fiercely: "Fuck, when that kid is caught, Lao Tzu will also find a woman to cool off!" ”

Xu Sirou hid in Tan Jingyun's arms, and she had already passed the initial panic. Although he was still gasping slightly, he obviously understood - Tan Jingyun was being targeted.

Not ashamed, he immediately tidied up his clothes.

The buttons on her chest were all bitten off by Tan Jingyun, so she had to pull up the placket of her clothes and hold it down with her hands. calmed down his tone and asked, "Brother Yu, what now?" ”

Tan Jingyun's hand was still on her back, and the fingertips touched Xu Sirou's sensitive nerves, making her tremble.

"Let's go." His voice grew weaker, "Go to Dr. Johnson." ”