[Quick Travel GL] Brave Love

[The old driver takes me]

Carat is an experienced black car driver. Her car is not even a black car commonly used by her peers. On the contrary, her car is extremely arrogant. It is bright red, and even at night with street lights, it can flash people to death. In the quiet night , such unpretentious bright red is like a big pool of blood.

Like her colleagues, she still lay dead on the bed during the day and came out to pick up business at night.

But because of her proficient driving skills, she has never been caught by the police, and she can definitely be called an old driver.

Today is another day of work. It has just rained, the road is wet, and there is a thin white mist on the car windows.Carat unscrewed a bottle of Yida, and poured it into her mouth like eating jelly beans. She puffed up her cheeks and chewed intoxicatedly, letting the sweetness fill her entire mouth. The car window beside her was half open , if someone sees her from a distance, they will definitely think that this person is suffering from some kind of illness, and the expression on her face is as happy as if she has been drugged.

While chewing Yida, Kela looked at the night sky and waited for the guests with her legs crossed. After the rain, the night always seemed to be covered with a black veil. It was only eight o'clock at this time, but it was completely dark.

There was a legend about wandering ghosts at night, but Carat was not afraid at all. She leisurely chewed gum with her sharp teeth, thinking that if a ghost broke out from somewhere and could only wink, she would definitely deal with him. .

Just thinking about this, the window of the right seat was slapped, making a muffled knocking sound, the white mist formed outside the window was cleared, and a pale hand rested on the window, leaving five people behind. fingerprint.

"Ho!" Kela let out a cry, with interest in it, chewing the gum more quickly with her teeth, quickly sucking the mint-flavored sweetness greedily into her mouth.Are you running into ghosts late at night? She raised her eyebrows. She was completely different from the usual woman who saw ghost movies and kept yelling, even covering the lower half of her face with a pillow to ease her fear. The heart of an old driver who is much more daring than a male.

She moved away from the main driver's seat and moved her body to the passenger seat. The knocking sound continued. She even pressed her face against the glass with great interest, carefully observing the lines on the pale palm...

There was a bang, like the sound of something heavy falling to the ground.

Carat opened the car door without using too much force, which prevented the potential passenger who fell down from being swollen in the face as soon as she opened the car door.Just a thin line from the half-open car door, there is a golden head, and her long hair hangs down to Carat's feet.

Oh, it looks like a passenger who wants to get on the bus.

Carat's interest subsided a bit, and the guest slowly got up from the ground with a small swollen lump on the top of her head. Fortunately, there was no bleeding. Carat just took a quick glance and looked away. After she got sober from drunk, she must be I will not ask her for medical expenses.Her gaze hurriedly swept over this person's face again. She was a woman, about her age, with the face she liked. She sniffed her nose again, but no matter what, she could feel the indelible smell of alcohol around her nostrils.

Carat ticked her little finger and gave the drunk a very thoughtful hand, worried that this woman who suited her taste would be too drunk to hear what she said, so she deliberately raised the volume: "My guest, do you want to take a car?" ?"

"Ah..." The guest groaned, then stood up staggeringly, with golden hair hanging behind her buttocks, her cheeks were slightly flushed, and even a small swelling on her face did not hinder her beauty, "Take a car... take a car."

"Then come on." Carat's smile became stronger. She wanted to be a prisoner. How could a drunkard remember the way home? He stayed in her car all night. Thinking about it was a little bit Fantasies.Then he was a little distressed, what if the guest vomited in the car, blinked his eyelashes a few times, and asked, "How many bottles did you drink?"

"Not many...three bottles." The passenger swayed and sat down on the passenger seat crookedly, and made three random gestures with her fingers. She was wearing denim shorts, her slender thighs were curled up in the position, shiny and smooth White and firm, it makes people swallow their saliva, Carat is not within the range of sex, and her own thighs are also very beautiful, not much hair can be seen.

"Why don't you... drive?" the dizzy guest asked, pointing her fingers at the roof of the car. The sunroof was open, and her fingers had already stretched out of the sunroof, pointing directly at the dark sky.

"Just opened—" Carat said meaningfully, "What's your name?"

"Ah... it's time to drive," the guest fell to the side drunkenly, looking more peaceful, and she didn't appear to be drunk and crazy. She wrapped an arm around Carat's neck, like an octopus. Putting both hands on it, "Mia..."

"Mia—" Carat smiled, and brought her lips close to hers, receiving a wet kiss, "What a good name."

"Let's play..." Mia's voice was very low. Carat played with her long golden hair, feeling that it looked soft and comfortable, and it was indeed exactly the same as the appearance when touched. She smiled softly, with The big bad wolf abducted Little Red Riding Hood with an abductive smile: "Oh? What are you playing? Do you want to drive?"

The meaning of driving is naturally different from inserting the key into the car to start it. This is an invitation to date, ambiguous but erotic. He vaguely finished what he didn't finish: "...let's box."

Carat didn't expect this reversal, and was strangled by Mia, and then...she let go of one hand, and punched Carat's eye socket with a punch.

There are more panda eye circles.

When Mia woke up, she felt a little sore all over her body. When she raised her head, she found herself in the car of a stranger. This stranger had a bruised eye socket and seemed to have resentment on his body.

"you're awake."

"Ah..." Mia rubbed her sore head, and finally woke up from the drunkenness of the night, "I remember... I was drunk? Then?"

"I'm a black car driver, and you were in my car." Carat said sullenly, "Then you were clamoring to play boxing, so you punched me." She directly omitted the fact that she wanted to have sex with Mia .

"Ah... I'm very sorry." Mia was taken aback, and looked at Carat's swollen eye circles. In fact, part of the eye circles was because Cara stayed up all night and wanted to get up early in the morning to pretend to be pitiful, but she obviously didn't Aware of the sinister intentions of the woman in front of me, "I have learned Taekwondo for self-defense, and I may accidentally hurt you when I was drunk."

"It's okay—" Clark smiled, "I'll take you back to your home." As long as you compensate me, that's fine.

——The old driver took me to end——

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