Electro-optical Phantom [Entertainment]

This should be the first time Wei Zhuang laughed. Her eyebrows were stretched out, her eyes were slightly bent, and the dots of light lit up her cold facial lines. The laughter was low, clear and pleasant.

She laughed naturally, but Xiaoyuan looked a little dazed, her heart sweet and soft.

I really like how she looks so undefended in front of me, I really like her being amused by myself, and I really like her.

She felt that she could not stare at Wei Zhuang, so as not to "scare" her side, but she could not look away from her.

Wei Zhuang quickly gathered half of his smile, and looked at Xiao Yuan with a slight arc in the corner of his eyes.

"Ah, this is the'homework' I did before. I collected the sounds of many animals. If I meet in the filming, I know how to react." Xiaoyuan squinted, "I didn't expect to use it at this time, so I didn't scare it. You?"

Wei Zhuang shook his head, still looking at her deeply, his eyes made Xiao Yuan's face hot.

"I'll say hello, will you wait for me in the car?" Her voice flicked over, "I will send you back."

"Well, then I'll go first." Xiaoyuan's eyes are still attached to her. After walking two steps, she twists around and hugs her again. "Then you have to hurry up."

The woman's eyes softened, "Yeah." When Xiaoyuan walked out the door, she smiled silently again.

Xiaoyuan went downstairs, carefully avoided those crowded places, and walked towards the gate. She didn't know why she was so conspicuous. She was blocked by others halfway, so she had to deal with it a few words and drink more. Glass of wine.

She was drinking better than before, and she couldn't help but drink like this. After drinking four or five cups tonight, she managed to get out and walked for a while, holding on to the wall. Her head was a little dizzy and she had to stop and rest.

"Are you leaving?" When someone talked to her, she raised her heart and looked intently. Fortunately, it was Zhou Yu.

"Yeah," Xiaoyuan rubbed his forehead and whispered, "I'm really going to leave. It seems that I'm very unlearned in this situation.

Zhou Yu was amused by her and handed her arms, "I will send you out the door."

Xiaoyuan hesitated, Zhou Yu looked at her and smiled, "I understand, I just send you out."

Zhou Yu sent her out of the gate, Xiaoyuan saw that Uncle Wang was already waiting for her, so she said goodbye to him, and walked over without looking back.

Zhou Yu looked at her figure, lowered his eyes, and shook his head with a smile, knowing that he really had no chance, but if he could not be a lover, he could be a friend.

This is also very good. He comforted himself, eased his mood, and turned to enter the house. Since Xiaoyuan has left first, he has to go around for a few more rounds to advertise the movie.

After Xiaoyuan got on the back seat, he leaned in comfort, feeling drunk and dizzy.

"Miss, are you okay?" Uncle Wang asked her caringly before closing the car door. Seeing that she hadn't answered, he added, "Ms. Wei is ahead."

Xiaoyuan let out a "huh", drowsy. She only felt that the car had driven a certain distance and then stopped. Then someone came up in the back seat, and she smelled a faint, familiar fragrance.

She approached the person's shoulder, and the woman's cold voice rang in her ears, "Dizzy?"

"Well, I seem to be drinking too much," Xiaoyuan mumbled, "I can't walk without drinking."

This is a newly-fitted nanny car for Flying Wing. Mercedes-Benz Vito has a high roof. The driver's seat and the rear are completely partitioned. The two rows of four seats in the back are independent spaces. The last two seats are connected together with the car armrests in between. box.

"Those people are really annoying," Xiaoyuan murmured, "Always haunt me..." Her slender white shoulders were covered with her black hair, her delicate cheeks flushed.

Wei Zhuang's gaze turned sideways, paused on her body, and sighed slightly.

Uncle Wang in the driver's seat rang the call button, "Ms. Wei, should I go back to Miss or Junyue Court?"

"Get close to her, send her back." Wei Zhuang said quietly.

"Ok."

Xiaoyuan curled her lips and opened her eyes, looking at her with a blurry smile.

"Is it uncomfortable?" Wei Zhuang stroked her cheek.

"Uncomfortable, you hug me." Xiaoyuan bit her lip and said coquettishly.

Wei Zhuang's eyes sank slightly, and he stretched out his hand towards her, "Sit here."

Xiaoyuan stood up, moved a step, and the body wrapped in the silk long skirt sat in the woman's arms without bones, and hugged her neck.

"Hug me..." Alcohol made her mind soft and she couldn't think about anything. The only thing she wanted to do was to nestle in her arms.

"I said you missed you last night, you didn't even say you missed me..." Xiaoyuan played with the buttons on her neckline, and the sweet fig perfume scented her full, and she pouted her lips to complain.

The next second, the woman squeezed her chin abruptly and kissed her thin lips.

Xiaoyuan realized that she didn’t even have time to react. The woman’s eyelashes fluttered like feathers on her face, her breath wrapped around her, and her tongue was inquiring about herself. She subconsciously pinched Wei Zhuang’s clothes. Can't help but respond to her.

"Um..." Xiaoyuan's consciousness became confused, her breath was taken away by the woman, and her knees were so soft and trembling, "Frances~"

After finally separating, she felt that she was suffocating and fainted. After a few seconds, she opened her eyes and saw that Wei Zhuang’s thin red lips were also stained with blush, and her eyes Shining light, her forehead touched her forehead, and her hand gently and softly stroked her neck—the place where her skirt was tied.

The soft bodies are close to each other, their breaths are warmly joined together, and there are rapid heartbeats between each other.

"Hmm..." Xiaoyuan was itchy by her fingers and couldn't help but snorted. Her eyes met, her lips were covered by the woman again, and the two kissed again. The enclosed environment in the carriage gradually heats up, and not only does the kiss not alleviate it, but it ferments the passions more and more hotter.

"No..." Xiaoyuan's hands and feet were soft, his mind turned into a paste, and he couldn't speak clearly.

"No more?" The woman's voice was also slightly hoarse, whispering her name, "Xiaoyuan..."

Xiao Yuan leaned softly on her shoulders, and the two of them were entangled together, forgetting the time and location.

"Do you remember what you did last night?" Wei Zhuang bit her red ear and looked into her misty eyes.

"...What's the matter?" Xiaoyuan could no longer think.

Wei Zhuang lightly bask in the sun, his eyes lifted up, and he listened to the movement outside as if consciously. The car has stopped, and it should have reached the parking lot in the basement of Xiaoyuan Community.

The woman did not move, still holding her arms around the garden, and didn't want to walk around the garden. They were not moving in the car, and the uncle Wang in the driving seat would not bother them. If there is no further instruction, he will leave and he will take care of himself.

"Are you there?" After a while, Xiaoyuan had a clear sense of consciousness.

"Yeah." Wei Zhuang snorted almost inaudibly, and the breath swept across her neck.

Xiaoyuan sips twice, her ears become hot involuntarily, "Oh."

She paused, trying to get up from Wei Zhuang's knees, the woman's arm slightly blocked, and she embraced her back again.

Xiaoyuan was dizzy and her legs were soft, and she subconsciously licked her dry lips, "You send..."

"I'll send you up."

The two said almost the same thing at the same time.

After two seconds of silence, Wei Zhuang explored his hand and went out and opened the door. He took a long leg and landed on the ground. Then he stretched out his hand to her. Xiaoyuan put his hand up naturally, letting her lead herself out of the car, and thought about the elevator. Entrance.

The two were speechless all the way.

The dimly lit corridor became very short and narrow, and the sound of their footsteps was unusually crisp in the quiet night. Not sure about the time, no one else is coming in, it should be very late.

Entering the car door, Xiaoyuan pressed the number, and the two of them were still holding hands together. She looked at the mirror and reflected their side by side shadows.

Xiaoyuan’s heart throbbed, feeling that she was sobering up, and it seemed that she didn’t. She was so nervous that she subconsciously asked for a chat, "If you come back early today, will it affect your work?

"Yes." The woman said affirmatively, simply, without hesitation.

Xiaoyuan was taken aback and looked up at her, "Ah? What should I do?"

Wei Zhuang looked sideways, eyes deep and gleaming, smiles dotted the corners of her eyes and lips, she only looked at her, but did not answer the question.

Xiaoyuan blinked dumbly and shook her hand, "Is it okay?"

"It's your own words that counts." Wei Zhuang looked forward, his lips moved slightly, "Speak slowly, and then send me pictures."

"I…"

Xiaoyuan trembled suddenly, thinking of what she had done last night, a shameful emotion rushed towards her forehead. She tightened her lips and tried to pull her hand out. The woman tried slightly, but she failed.

Xiaoyuan squinted her eyes tightly in shame, her hand still held tightly, she whispered, "I'm thinking of you..."

In this silent and ambiguous gap, the elevator door reached the floor, and they walked out almost at a frequency, stopping one after another.

"I'm here." Xiaoyuan pointed to his door.

It's late, do you want to keep her down? Does she want her to stay? Does she want to stay?

For a while, her heart was throbbing and nervous, she didn't dare to look at Wei Zhuang's expression, she didn't dare to ask, she pressed her lips nervously, feeling that the palms she was holding with the woman were sweating.

With a move of his wrist, he pulled it away easily now.

She bit her lip and walked slowly forward a few steps. She came to the door and pressed her fingerprint to unlock. She could feel Wei Zhuang's eyes chasing her behind her, her fingers trembling, the bell rang softly, and the door opened. .

She paused, then slowly pushed the door and walked in. At this moment, there seemed to be a crisp sound of high heels.

She turned around behind the door. The woman's body had already enveloped her. She couldn't help but stepped back. Wei Zhuang's tall and soft body had pressed her forward, and at the same time, the other hand pushed the door up.

When the door was closed, the wall lamp in the entrance was lit at the same time, and a small beam of warm yellow light hit them. The mirror reflected their close figures, and the creamy apricot skirt and the pale yellow shirt almost merged into one.

Xiaoyuan closed her eyes holding her breath, and opened them again after a few seconds.

The shimmering light in the woman's eyes ignited from the deepest point. Without saying anything, she kissed her strongly, opened her lips, sucked her, moved her legs forward, and pushed her against the door panel for a moment. No gaps are given to her.

She whispered in a low voice, "I think of you too..."

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