After rebirth, I just want to be a salted fish in love

"You wait a minute!"

Luo Jitang immediately stopped Qu Zhe, who was about to get off the car, and asked, "Do you have anything to do?"

During the time when he and Ye Xialang were panting non-stop, Qu Zhe turned his head and took another look, which happened to coincide with Luo Jitang.

Qu Zhe looked at them, frowned, shook his head, and finally turned around.

Qu Zhe, however, had long forgotten this simple episode. He was puzzled and asked, "What's wrong with you? When did I find you?"

Luo Jitang smiled slightly, and said tactfully, "...Just now, when you looked back at us, it seemed...hesitant to speak?"

~You f*cking turned your head just now, frowning and shaking your head again, what do you mean!

It was fine if he was not euphemistic, but Qu Zhe became even more confused when he was euphemistic.

Qu Zhe squatted beside the car, looked at Luo Jitang blankly, shook his head, and said, "I really don't know what you want!" After saying that, he jumped out of the car.

"You two wait in the next room first, and I will take care of your lounge first." Qu Zhe said as he walked.

Ye Xialang let out a faint sigh, and then gave Luo Jitang a bright look.

Luo Jitang thumped a little, as if there was a lump of ice in his heart, at this moment, there was a crisp sound of clattering, the ice lump melted, and the waves immediately rippled.

Even so, Luo Jitang was not dazzled by love, he quickly said, "No, no, we still need to shoot, we can't come in vain."

When celebrities participate in Fashion Week, most of them are accompanied by a team to take some beautiful photos.

Ye Xialang suddenly did not participate in the fashion week, but it did not affect the photo shoot.

But Ye Xialang put his hand on his shoulder, and his deep eyes seemed to have endless attraction, making people unable to look away, and slowly leaned into his ear, "It's not a loss at all!"

Luo Jitang only felt his face get hot again, and his mouth was blocked by two cool lips again.Feeling each other's breath, Luo Jitang's mind went blank again, and he slowly closed his eyes, letting his soft tongue move over, prying open his teeth little by little, and the two kissed in the corridor of the hotel without emotion a~~

"..."

Qu Zhe, who was regarded as a person in the air, slowly closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He shouldn't have disturbed him, but he still had to.

He turned his head away to touch Luo Jitang, and he was touching Ye Xialang. The two were moistening each other's lips with forgetfulness, and no one paid any attention to him.

Qu Zhe had no choice but to move his legs lightly, kick left and right~~

Depend on!It hurts! ————

Luo Jitang and Ye Xialang shouted out at the same time.

They covered their mouths and were separated like this.

After the pain in his tongue passed, Luo Jitang looked at Qu Zhe fiercely, and cursed, "Fuck you, you are really nothing!"

When the two of them were moistening each other's lips and tongues, Qu Zhe suddenly (not sensible) kicked them up. The two of them were startled at the same time, and accidentally bit each other's tongue.

At this time, the elevator door opened, and Qu Zhe said slowly while walking, "You two hold back for a while, wait for the two of you to enter the room, and do whatever you want!"

"..." Although the words sound harsh, the truth is true.

Qu Zhe was really sensible, he opened the door for the two of them, and after Luo Jitang and Ye Xialang entered in turn, he closed the door again from the door.

The moment the door was slammed shut, Luo Jitang heard the sound and turned around subconsciously, but Ye Xialang behind him took advantage of him not paying attention, hugged him from behind, and threw him directly...a hard, feeling Sound insulation on the walls was fine.

Ye Xialang rested her head on Luo Jitang's neck, her hands were not idle, she was groping around, groping...

Now that the two of them are so close, hearing the rapid breathing of the person behind him, Luo Jitang's body temperature rose suddenly, his body softened, and he stuck to the wall half limply, closing his eyes, and accompanied the person behind him in the rapid breathing Gasp, gasp...

After panting for a few seconds, Luo Jitang was tired and slowed down his artificial panting.

He opened his eyes, calmly lowered his head and peeked over, only to see that the hand in front of him was still rubbing on the belt.

Uh... Mr. Cheng's belt is really difficult to untie.

At this moment, Luo Jitang had no choice but to stretch out his hand to help untie his difficult belt, and the black pants slowly slipped to the ground, and he closed his eyes again in satisfaction...

At the end of the song, Luo Jitang lay powerlessly on the soft big bed, staring at a pair of water-like eyes, his eyes kept moving following the white figure in front of him.

Seeing him getting up, seeing him lighting a cigarette, seeing him leaning down again, exhaling fairy air on his handsome cheek, then rubbing his nose, and said affectionately, "I found out that I like you so much!"

As an old driver, Luo Jitang has long been numb to these hot words.

He curled his mouth indifferently, and said calmly, "Well, me too."

However, his performance was like a basin of cold and icy cold water, pouring a thorough cooling on Ye Xialang's hot and hot heart.

Ye Xialang couldn't help looking at him disappointedly, and said sadly, "You don't like me, do you?"

Luo Jitang shook his head without hesitation, "Impossible, absolutely impossible!" ~ As for Ye Xialang's face, whoever looks at it will be moved.

"Why did you get this tattoo?"

At this moment, Luo Jitang's eyes moved down naturally, and he caught a glimpse of someone's faintly visible tattoo.

Ye Xialang lifted the quilt, revealing a complete tiger head, and asked, "Does this look familiar to you?"

Luo Jitang said while reminiscing about the past, "It looks familiar, of course it looks familiar.

When I was young, I had a group of very good friends. We all liked... tigers, so we all got the same tiger head tattooed. "

"But, I found that you don't have this tiger head on your thigh!"

Saying that, Ye Xialang pulled away Luo Jitang's thigh with great interest and took a look, "Did you wash it?"

Luo Jitang moved his head up and down, "However, it seems that you still haven't told me, what's the story between you and our tattoo?"

At this time, Ye Xialang was lying in front of Luo Jitang with her chin in her hands, her eyes were shining brightly, and the corners of her lips were slightly raised, "Guess!"

"..."

At this time, Luo Jitang's cell phone rang again.

(Before Luo Jitang and Ye Xialang entered this room, Cheng Fang had already called Luo Jitang more than N times. Everyone was busy at that time, so they didn't listen carefully.)

Luo Jitang was inconvenient to move, Ye Xialang wrapped his lower body in a quilt, jumped out of the bed with his upper body in his hands, and found Luo Jitang's buzzing cell phone from a pile of messy clothes.