You make money, I spend it, the rich stepmother is happy

"So it's this kind of... boldness."

Hearing her words, Qi Mo turned to look at her.

The light from the screen staggered and reflected on Sheng Mumu's fair face, and she could vaguely see a tinge of red on her earlobes.

After saying that, she pursed the corners of her lower lip, as if mustering up her courage, and looked at the big screen again.

Qi Mo smiled softly, put his arms around her shoulders, and whispered:

"I've just seen the introduction to the film, and it's just bold, not over the top."

The implication is that there will be no restricted screens.

Don't be too nervous.

Sheng Mumu was a little relieved.

After all, no matter how avant-garde an urban beauty is, there is no way to watch a restricted-rated movie with her boyfriend for the second time.

However, not long after the heart fell back to the stomach, it was raised again.

The ambiguous images of literary and artistic films are often faintly visible.

Hide love and lust in the details.

For example, the actor's forearm with blue veins is tense.

Or, the heroine's sweaty hair around her ears.

The background music slowed down for a few beats and then sped up suddenly, accompanied by indistinct gasps.

It is more intriguing to be half-hidden than to be straightforward.

Sheng Mumu was a little uncomfortable and hot.

As if to cover up his embarrassment, he moved his hand to the side, picked up the drink and took a sip.

hateful.

Bought hot drinks.

No cooling effect at all.

The cinema was dimly lit, and there were scattered people sitting in the front row.

She roughly counted, there were probably three couples.

Two of the pairs had their heads together, exchanging ideas.

In the theater, there is no air circulation.

The dry and hot breath gathered more and more.

Sheng Mumu's face was red and her body was hot.

It was not clear whether it was caused by the high heating in the movie theater, or the heat was coming from the palms around her shoulders.

A movie of less than two hours makes people feel confused.

When the show was over, she saw several people secretly arranging their clothes.

She retracted her gaze, pretending not to notice, and looked up at the man beside her.

Qi Mo was as calm and composed as usual.

It seems that what I just watched is not a movie, but the group's annual financial statement.

Walking out of the theater, the sky was terribly dark.

A few dark clouds floated in the sky.

The air was squeezed into a sweltering heat.

Parking is on the street opposite the cinema.

Sheng Mumu: "I have to go back quickly, maybe it's going to rain."

Qi Mo gave an "um" and took her hand and walked forward.

The moment she was held by him, Sheng Mumu's breathing stopped.

The pupils opened slightly.

Very hot.

the palm of his hand.

It was unbearably hot.

She glanced sideways and looked at him from the corner of her eye.

Unintentionally, he caught a glimpse of the flickering fire in his eyes.

My heart froze.

It turned out that he was not as calm and breezy as he appeared on the surface.

The two walked across the street through the zebra crossing.

The branches in winter are not covered by leaves and look bare.

The light from the streetlights has no cover, and nothing is left, and it is completely spread out.

It was dark.

Apart from them, there were no other pedestrians on the street.

Occasionally, vehicles speeding past will stir up a gust of wind in the dull air.

As he was walking towards the parking lot, Sheng Mumu's hand was suddenly released.

He moved down abruptly, grabbed her waist, and pulled her into his arms.

Sheng Mumu bumped into the man's strong chest without warning.

Suddenly.

A motorcycle roared past behind him.

Before Sheng Mumu could react, he turned his head and followed the sound.

See the taillights of motorcycles flashing brightly.

The will-o'-the-wisp youth in the car raised his voice and said:

"I'm sorry."

Almost got scratched.

Sheng Mumu breathed a sigh of relief for the rest of his life.

Fortunately.

Fortunately, Qi Mo...

The words in my heart are not finished yet.

She stopped suddenly.

It was all because the motorbike was still clasped around her waist after driving a long way, the gradually tightening palm.

She was bound in his strong arms.

The man's chest rose and fell slightly with his breathing, and she was also driven.

In the sultry winter air, she raised her eyes and bumped into the man's bottomless line of sight.

Two clusters of sparks lit up the dark and deep pupils.

Flickering and rolling.

There happened to be a street lamp overhead.

The dim light sprinkled down softly.

The superior facial features of a man are cut clearly and distinctly, making him handsome.

The eyebrows are deep and the bridge of the nose is high.

The lip line is slowly straightened.

Qi Mo rolled his eyes and lowered his eyes.

The moment she looked up, she leaned over and kissed.

The man's tall figure completely overwhelmed her shadow.

The cool breath on his body mixed with the winter bleakness engulfed him.

The lips seem to be carrying an electric current, and they fall gently one by one.

The man seemed unwilling to kiss tenderly.

But after a while, it turned into a strong possessive posture.

He folded his arms and hugged her tighter.

One hand cupped her small face, fingers slit through her ears, and controlled her chin.

On a winter night, on the streets of Yishi.

A calm and gentlemanly man becomes a jackal.

Pry a gap to let out a little bit of the desire that has been accumulated for a long time.

Sheng Mumu's head was dazzled by the kiss, and his lips were numb.

Forget how to push him away.

I can't remember how I found the car and drove back to the villa.

Back at the villa, Qi Mo took a change of clothes and went to the next room to take a shower.

Sheng Mumu stayed in the room.

Obviously, today is a day of work and watching movies, so I am very tired.

But there is no idea of ​​taking a bath to relieve fatigue.

She went into the bathroom and took a shower.

Thinking of Qi Mo's overly aggressive kiss just now.

She was really worried that if he took a bath, halfway through the bath, he would open the door and come in, looking at each other.

Sheng Mumu thought that she was taking a bath fast enough.

Unexpectedly, when the bathroom door was opened, Qi Mo had already returned, sitting by the bed.

He changed into a black T-shirt, with wide shoulders to prop up the clothes, which looked good without any texture design.

Clean and handsome.

Drops of water fell from the tips of her hair, wet the neckline and shoulders, and spread the moisture.

He sat sideways to her, his Adam's apple curved sexy.

Sheng Mumu pretended not to notice that the storm was coming in the silence, and walked as if nothing had happened, planning to apply face cream.

Passing by the bed, Qi Mo raised his hand and easily grabbed her wrist.

She stopped, trembling slightly.

The man looked up and didn't speak.

The deep pupils are full of thick and vigorous wild desire.

The arm full of strength exerted a little force.

She was pulled into his arms and sat on his lap.

A man's breath came to his face.

Gently and softly surrounded her, tightly wrapped.

Without words, she softened her lips and was kissed by him.