Double Lover [Entertainment]

"You let go."

A beautiful hand took the opportunity to wrap around Jiang Cha's slender waist.

Given is wearing a chiffon white shirt, the material is light and thin, and there is a matte gold belt around the waist, which is very cold and makes ginger tea feel uncomfortable.

Given didn't feel anything, he just lowered his eyes.

The girl in her arms was very soft. Although her eyes were closed, she still tilted her head slightly, the corners of her eyes were flushed with light red water, and her long eyelashes trembled pitifully.

Ginger Tea is dressed very casually at home. Her long black hair hangs loose on a pure white silk nightdress with suspenders. It seems that she did not expect that she will come home at noon, so she just puts it on. Vacuum, wearing thin, inside No lining at all.

The silk material is very slippery, thin and somewhat see-through.

The shoulders were shaved like jade, and the white softness under the collarbone was pressed against Givenchy's chest, and the sound of the active beating of the heart seemed to be audible.

Ginger tea was like a ball of agile water, crashing into his arms, defenseless and at a loss.

Givenchy's throat tightened.

Near noon, the outside was unexpectedly quiet, a gust of wind raised the curtains, soft and silent, a little light came in, and the ginger tea's cheeks were white and tender.

The skin of ginger tea is very good, it is the kind of tender and soft touch, white and pink, and the delicate fluff can be seen clearly under the light.

Given reached out his hand and couldn't help stroking it.

Jiang Cha raised his hand again, trying to slap her away, but this time Givenchy grabbed her wrist.

Her eyelids kept trembling, but there were tears, and she seemed a little dazed.

I shed a lot of tears, the tears brought out the unbearable toilet water, my eyes were moist, but I felt much better.

A spicy and smoky temperature spread.

Ginger Tea's face was wet, and there were drops of water.

Given couldn't help but get closer, only an inch away from the tip of her nose, and then sniffed lightly.

Although her eyes were closed, Jiang Cha could clearly feel her breathing, which was slightly hot.She froze for a moment, and immediately struggled to move, but Given squeezed her wrist very tightly, and then suddenly wrapped her arms around her waist.

"You can't see."

Given lowered his head, resting his white chin against her shoulder, he said softly, "Where are you going, I'll carry you."

"Tell me, where to go."

Given asked in a low voice.

Jiang Cha closed her eyes, frowned, and pushed Givenchy: "Let go."

Given is letting go.

But in the next second, he put his arms around her legs again, and picked up Jiang Cha horizontally.

The person in my arms is not too heavy, the weight has always been the same as when I was studying, like a little girl, she got up as soon as she hugged her.

It used to be 89 catties, but now I don't know how much it is.

Anyway, she can hold it.

Given lowered her head, and put the cold earrings on Jiang Cha's forehead, she asked in a hoarse voice, "Tell me, where are you going?"

Ginger Tea was still struggling restlessly, like a bird being held in the palm of someone's hand.

A kiss landed on her forehead, as if soothing.

Jiang Cha was startled, but did not move.

"Say it." Given said softly.

With a gentle breath, he fell on Jiang Cha's earlobe, burning a crimson halo.

"......Toilet."

Jiang Cha felt a little inexplicable in his heart, and couldn't help thinking, sure enough, people are always pushing their feet. I kissed her once during the day, but I didn't feel embarrassed to say anything about her. Kiss.

A natural attitude.

Excessive.

How can we go on like this?

The more I thought about it, the more I felt that I couldn't be so bottomless, Jiang Cha struggled violently, pushing Givenchy's shoulder with his hands.

After all, it was not easy to hold a big living person. With Jiang Cha's movement, Givenchy's feet slipped again, and they both fell down.

Given was being pressed down by her, before he recovered, his chest was pinned down by a hand.

Hiss...it hurts.

That hand held on for a while, as if trying to get up with strength, but it retracted in the next second.

Ginger tea gasped slightly.

The touch in the hand is soft, a little hot, and it goes straight into the palm of the hand.

Jiang Cha didn't dare to open her eyes, so she asked in a low voice:

"Did I meet you—"

chest.

Given gave a soft reply from the tip of his nose.

"Ah."

Jiang Cha froze all over.

Her ears were extremely hot, and a burst of heat was steaming from her feet to the top of her head, and her whole body was almost cooked.She immediately got up from Givenchy, without saying a word, turned on her toes, and walked in.

The sound of water splashing.

Given didn't have any other thoughts other than "it really hurts", and he didn't have any particularly big feelings.Rather than being touched by ginger tea, she wanted to touch ginger tea in the same way.

She straightened her shirt, leaned against the door frame, her expression was very calm, but her tone was somewhat uncertain and surprised: "What are you spraying toilet water on your face for?"

Ginger tea: "..."

She didn't know how to explain this confusing behavior, so she kept silent and didn't answer her.

Given couldn't help but slightly bent the corners of his lips.

She figured it out.

She didn't know how long she had to live.

As short as one year.

But no matter how long it is, it is only 100 years.

100 years, whether it is long or not, is not short.

She told herself before that no matter what she wanted, if she worked hard, she would always get it.Later, she did use her own experience to confirm the correctness of this sentence.She got almost everything she wanted, even in less time than she thought.

She thought that everything she wanted was simple, she thought that she was never afraid, never timid.

But why, with Jiang Cha, she is so timid.

I'm afraid that Jiang Cha will be unhappy, and that she won't like it.

Afraid of doing something wrong and making her hate it.

However, Givenan suddenly became clear at this moment.

Although she doesn't know what Jiang Cha thinks, she can test it out.

It's like raising a baby bird.

Step by step, slowly approach, slowly close, slowly trust.

She glanced into the bathroom and saw Jiang Cha holding a handful of water and pouring it on her face.

After a while, after washing, she held the towel and wiped off the water before opening her eyes.

Jiang Cha felt the gaze from her back, turned her head, and looked at Givenchy.

She wanted to put on a cold face, but when she thought of her frivolous behavior just now, she was inexplicably lacking in confidence:

"Look what I'm doing."

Moist eyes, like a deer.

Given couldn't help but glanced at her several times.

I don't know why, but I think it's cute.

"First, the game time ends at ten o'clock in the evening. Once the time is over, it will not be counted; second, we look at the net profit, not the total amount. Our grouping is fair, and the more and the less are mixed together. The total amount of each group is about the same, so next, it all depends on everyone's strength."

The next night, when night fell, the commercial street was brightly lit, as bright as day.

The flow of people is extremely dense.

The host briefly explained the rules, and the meaning was simple and clear: the eight guests were divided into two groups, with two men and two women in each group.Next, the two groups occupy two booths, and they can discuss and plan together on what to do to make money.

Song Yuan took Givenchy's funds and became the most, while Givenchy took Song Yuan's pitiful one hundred yuan, the least.The two of them, one more and one less, were assigned to a group; and Jiang Cha and Song Baiwei were relatively average, so they were assigned to a group.

There were two other males in each of the two groups.

Jiang Cha's group consists of a singer and an actor, young people, they are a very popular couple recently; Givenchy's group consists of a host and a pianist, who are older and more sophisticated.

After the host finished speaking, Song Yuan asked curiously, "Will there be any punishment for losing this competition?"

The host smiled mysteriously: "Of course."

"What is it?"

"Truth or challenge."

As soon as she finished speaking, she turned around and took out a silver-white ball from the item box. The inside of the ball was slightly concave, and the concave surface was in the shape of a human finger. A red tie was responsible for tying the handle on it.

"This is a lie detector." The host shook the ball and said with a smile, "The winning group can ask the losing group members questions, any questions are fine."

"Polygraph?"

"Yes." The host explained: "If you lie, the pointer will point to the red flashing light, and there will be a micro-current stimulation punishment."

"Wow, this is strong."

"If you lied, it would be too miserable, and you will be shocked."

......

"Oh?" Song Yuan looked at Jiang Cha's suddenly tense expression, and said with a smile, "As much privacy as you want?"

"Yes." The host pushed his glasses: "But it is not recommended to ask, firstly, it will hurt feelings, and secondly, if the question is too personal, it will not be aired, and it will definitely be cut later."

Song Yuan smiled indifferently.

If you want to play games, you need to be stimulated.

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