Double Lover [Entertainment]

The black screen rose slowly, and the rear of the car became a small airtight space.

Lightproof and soundproof.

As soon as the door was closed, kisses fell overwhelmingly.

Given tilted his head, squeezed her wrist hard, leaned over to press it, as if anxious to prove something, bit her lips anxiously and eagerly, took a breath and sprayed it, with a faint, clear scent aroma.

Jiang Cha opened her eyes, and met a pair of bright eyes, hidden in her long hair, as bright as stars, close at hand.

She pushed Givenchy hard.

The kiss was urgent and forceful, Jiang Cha's heart tightened, and suddenly he felt her waist was wrapped around her, as if he was afraid that she would escape, the man pressed her chest tightly and tightly, as if he wanted to Crushed her.

Ginger Tea was a little suffocated, she pushed the man hard, frowned, and even bit hard, but Given didn't let go, Ginger Tea was tired and didn't want to make too much noise, and her mind was a little dizzy, so she let her do whatever she wanted.

She closed her eyes, neither refusing nor responding.

As if asleep.

Given kissed her, the panic in his heart became even worse, and he was a little panicked and at a loss for a while.

She raised her head and looked at Jiang Cha quietly with downcast eyes. She saw Jiang Cha half-closed her eyes in the light halo, with a calm expression and no reaction.

Given's fingertips caressed her cheeks, down, across her neck.

Further down.

Her hands lifted up the cloth and pressed it on Jiang Cha's waist. The cold and tender waist, like a willow leaf, was pressed hard by her, and her fingertips were full of heat. She stroked it one after another, as if it was going to be scalded. go with your heart.

Given pressed against her ear, he paused every word, his red lips exhaled hot air: "You think I dare not?"

Like a fingertip snake, it slid up step by step.

Fingers slid down her smooth back and rested on the metal buttons.

Jiang Cha paused.

Given carefully watched Jiang Cha's reaction, his heart was pounding.

Jiang Cha just pinched her wrist, turned over, turned to the window, and said calmly: "Don't talk." She frowned, her snow-white side face flushed slightly, wondering if she was drunk: "I'm so sleepy."

Given: "..."

There was a sense of powerless anxiety in her heart.

Wanting to prove something, desperate but helpless, the only person who could give her the answer seemed to be unaware of her uneasiness at all, and just remained calm and unresponsive.

Jiang Cha propped her chin, turned her head slightly, and fell asleep facing the car window.

Some people get drunk and go crazy, some people suddenly become talkative, and Jiang Cha, she didn't have any abnormal reactions, she just wanted to sleep.

Given quietly looked at her sleeping face, so well-behaved and harmless.

But she didn't know what to do.

Given was leaning against the black leather backrest, a strand of long hair was wet with rain and rested on the side of his face.

She closed her eyes tiredly.

It rained for a while and then stopped.

The air carried a clear, faint aroma of grass and trees, mixed with the cold air after the rain, moist and slightly cool.

Several women pushing baby carriages were chatting and taking a walk, and the sound of children playing could be heard not far away, all through the light gray car windows, as if they were in another world.

The car drove across the asphalt road, turned around downstairs in the community, and drove into the garage.

The light dimmed for an instant.

Given pushed the ginger tea: "It's here."

Jiang Cha opened her eyes in a daze, her clear black pupils were a little dazed, she glanced out, and said, "It's so fast."

The driver opened the door for her, Given got out of the car, and went around to the other side to open the door on the right.

Ginger Tea remained silent for a long time.

Given said: "Do you still want me to carry you down?"

Jiang Cha glanced at her and raised his face: "Okay."

Given seemed a little surprised, a hint of bewilderment appeared in his indifferent brows and eyes, and then she approached again, bent down, held her with one hand, and wrapped her around her waist with the other, and pulled her out outside the car.

He slammed the door shut again.

"Are you standing still?" Givenchy asked.

Jiang Cha shook her head and said softly, "Stand firm. I just don't want to walk."

There is something wrong with ginger tea.

She wasn't like this before.Whenever I saw her, didn't I run away from a distance, for fear that I would touch her?It seemed superfluous to give her a look. The last time I forced a kiss in front of her door, ginger tea bit her blood out. His eyes were as cold as ice and snow drifting thousands of miles away.

She must be drunk.

However, Given was not sure how drunk he was.

There was no one in the garage, it was empty, only occasionally a car drove in, made a detour, and went to the other side.In an open place, if you speak a little louder, your voice will echo around.Jiang Cha's soft voice was full of doubts, she frowned: "Didn't you say to take me back?"

Given's heart tightened, his black and white eyes looked at her quietly, with deep eyes.She took Jiang Cha's hand, put it around her neck, then put her arms around her half, supported her on her waist, and entered the elevator entrance.

The bright yellow light fluttered down.

Ginger Tea's soft and snow-white cheeks had a gentle crimson look, and his eyes were a little hazy.

Is a little drunk.

Given looked at her, thinking of many things at once.

Speaking the truth after drinking has been said since ancient times.Why don't you take the opportunity to ask her and test her meaning - what does she think?

Do you really want a divorce?

Did you really let go?

There is also the surname Bai, who, for some unknown reason, dared to rob her so openly.

What does Jiang Cha think of that surnamed Bai.

Is there any more love left?

Jiang Cha didn't understand what happened to Givenchy.

Given stood beside her, a strand of thick long hair fell down, covering the side face, his expression was quiet and silent, his fair side face was slightly scarlet, and the tips of his ears were even redder too much.

The elevator door opened, and Jiang Cha leaned softly over it.

Given put his arms around her waist, feeling the light weight and temperature of a person, his mind shook slightly.

Between sobriety and sleepiness, Jiang Cha felt that he had no strength to do anything, and the only thing he wanted was to sleep.

After finally arriving home, Jiang Cha fell asleep.

Given was very blind, he suddenly approached her and said in her ear: "Get up. Wash your face. Take a bath."

Given lay beside her pillow, a little noisy.

Jiang Cha turned around.

Given lifted her quilt, then pinched her wrist and tugged.

Jiang Cha then sat up, frowned, and looked at her hostilely.

Like an angry child.

"I want to sleep." Jiang Cha paused.

"Okay." Given paused, he said, "Then answer me a few questions, and I'll let you sleep after I finish."

Jiang Cha didn't make a sound, just looked at her.

Given gently leaned against the bed and turned his face sideways.The moonlight illuminated her eyes for an instant, the black and white pupils were extremely bright, but with a hint of probing, they shone with subtle rays of light.

"Are you drunk?" Givenchy asked.

Jiang Cha shook her head: "If you're not drunk, you're just sleepy."

Ginger tea looks soft, somewhat childish, the icy outer shell that was put on before seems to have quietly faded away, and the softness inside is half exposed, really cute.

"That Bai, what do you think of her?"

Given lightly sat beside her bed, turned on a desk lamp, and the bright and soft halo illuminated Ginger Tea's small chin.

Jiang Cha looked at Givenchy quietly.

"pretty good."

Ginger Tea said.

Given gritted his teeth, but his face was calm.

She continued to ask: "How did you get along with each other before, huh?"

Given inch by inch, the tip of his nose touched the side of her face, his red lips pressed against her ear and said, "My childhood sweetheart? Qingmei?"

Ginger tea made no sound.

Given was dissatisfied and frowned slightly, she stared at Jiang Cha and asked word by word: "You acquiesce? She is Qingmei, what about me, what am I?"

Jiang Cha raised her eyes, her eyes were clear and bright, she didn't dodge at all, she looked straight at her.Such a frank and direct look at each other actually caused Givenchy's heart to tighten slightly, and she suddenly lowered her eyes, as if to cover up something.

Jiang Cha smiled slightly: "You are Givenchy."

Given pursed his lips, but still didn't get an answer.

"If we were not married, and we had to choose one of the two, who would you choose?"

She stared closely at Jiang Cha, her eyes were extraordinarily bright and dazzling in the night.

Ginger tea: "..."

Givenchy's long hair was lifted by the night wind, her face was a little pale, and she looked lonely for a moment.

"This is your answer." Given said softly, "What do you mean if you don't answer?"

She paused, then bullied her and approached: "If you do this again, I will bully you."

Jiang Cha fell silent for a moment.

She has long hair hanging down, quietly, like a rag doll, but her eyebrows and eyes are still cold, showing no expression.Given consciously said something wrong and crossed the line again.Although Jiang Cha was drunk, it was not too difficult to distinguish the facts and understand her thoughts.

Given slightly curled up his fingertips, not knowing how to recover, he just looked at her silently.

After a while, Jiang Cha suddenly smiled softly.

"How to bully."

Givenchy's heart tightened.

She approached Jiang Cha, and the tip of her tall nose touched her side face, as if away from her.She looked at Jiang Cha in disbelief, and she asked, "Do you know what I mean? Are you still awake? Jiang Cha, you, you want it too, right..."

Jiang Cha only looked at her.

Given took off his coat, hung the long blue windbreaker on the coat rack, turned around, and sat on the side of the bed.She was wearing a shirt of slightly cool material, and her long legs were casually and loosely crossed one behind the other.

The light outlines her jade-like chin, high nose bridge, and slender eyelashes.The moment the light and shadow overlap, the whole person has a unique temperament, deep and moving.

She leaned over slightly, her eyes darkened: "Aren't you sleepy now?"

The two were very close, as if they were an inch closer, and their lips would stick together.

Ginger tea's white jade-like arm hooked Givenchy's neck for a moment, red lips moved to her ear, and breathed out softly: "Will you take a bath?"

The soft hair hangs down on her shoulders, and the whole person is like a ball of wine, soft, fragrant, and spicy.

Given's heart tightened: "Together?"

But in the next second, Jiang Cha let her go.

"Forget it, I still don't wash it. I'm so sleepy."

Jiang Cha stretched out her hand, turned off the light, retracted into the quilt, and kicked Givenchy with her toe out from under the quilt: "You are too noisy and annoying, get out quickly."