Senior, please forgive me!don't pull my skirt

On Saturday night, I was sitting in the lounge of the clubhouse, waiting for Mu Junchen.

The lounge of the clubhouse is completely different from the luxurious decoration outside, the walls are painted mottled, a few iron benches are crowded together, and a few low stools are placed beside the chairs in the front row.

There were not many guests in the clubhouse at this point, and the young girls in sailor suits were playing cards and chatting lively.

"Damn me for the last one o'clock, fuck his old bean, a big fat boy, come every day, always make me work hard, crazy hard, every time I press the clock, my hand will be broken, I really beg him Don't come today!"

"Then you give up the o'clock to No. [-], brother No. [-] is very strong."

"My younger brother has a gold master. He is a very handsome boy. I come to him every day. Tonight, I want to buy a clock and take him out to play!"

"Huh? Number six, why are you still wearing a uniform?"

For a moment, all eyes in the lounge were on me alone.

The girls in the clubhouse are all beautiful, any man will stutter when so many girls stare at him, and I am no exception: "I, I just have this set of women's clothing, I..."

"Wear mine, wear mine, the new dress I just bought yesterday, it's innocent and coquettish! It's especially suitable for my brother!"

Me: "Thank you...can I stop wearing a skirt..."

"High heels high heels! I have a pair of high heels that fit him perfectly!"

"If he doesn't wear high heels, he will definitely sprain his feet. Flat shoes are fine, aren't you stupid?"

"Where are the stockings, skin-colored or black?"

"The most important thing is the chest, the chest needs to be bigger!"

I:"……"

No one cared what I said, the lounge was so lively that it was about to explode, I was an old man, my voice was as weak as a mosquito.

They were all in high spirits, a sister technician strode over, grabbed two oranges and stuffed them into my clothes.

They dragged me around for half an hour, and the speaker on the wall sounded: "No. [-], buy a clock, come to the front desk."

It was Mu Junchen who came to pick me up.

"The fake girl also bought a clock, how about not being caught by that handsome guy?"

"Brother, if he really wants to do something to you, you can take off your skirt and make it bigger than him."

"One thing to say, my brother will not be older than him."

I finally couldn't help it anymore, my face was hot, and I said in a rough voice, "I, why am I not as old as him?!"

There was a burst of laughter in the living room.

They pushed me out and followed me quietly, saying they wanted to see Mu Junchen's expression when he saw me like this.

I don't know what I look like, I only know that I am wearing a blue shirt, tied in a small black leather skirt, slippery stockings of the same color as my skin, and white canvas shoes.

They painted something on my face, but I haven't looked in the mirror yet.

The front desk of the clubhouse was facing the gate, and Mu Junchen was standing at the front desk facing the corridor. He was tall and tall with broad shoulders and long legs, so he was easy to recognize.

Mu Junchen, who was wearing a denim jacket, turned around. Behind him was the late autumn night outside the gate. When he saw me, his expression froze.

Then blushed and scratched his head.

There was a burst of laughter from the girls behind me. As soon as Mu Junchen realized their existence, he immediately walked over with long legs, grabbed my sleeve and left the club.

At this time, it got dark early, after six o'clock, it was completely dark.

Mu Junchen and I were sitting on the car going to the city. We leaned against a window in the back seat. The lights and tree shadows outside the car window passed by Mu Junchen's face in turn. Nervous look.

It made me even more nervous, and I grabbed the skirt on my thigh.

"Seat belt." Without warning, Mu Junchen sat on my side, without looking at me, he reached out and grabbed the seat belt hanging above the car window, "I'll fasten it for you."

He leaned over, buried his head in front of me, and only heard a soft "click", and the seat belt was fastened, slanted across his chest, and tightened around his waist.

I don't know why, but I have a feeling of being "detained" by him.

Such a close distance also made me very guilty, afraid that he would accidentally touch my orange, so I squeezed again on the armchair.

He noticed it and sat down immediately.

But he didn't go back to the seat by the car window over there, but was next to me, with his long legs in sweatpants, and with the occasional bumps in the road, he swayed and swayed, rubbing against my legs in stockings.

Slippery, my legs are so weird that I get goosebumps, but I'm curious about the feel.

I couldn't help but sneak a touch, damn it, touch it well!

Is this how girls feel when they wear stockings?It's so good to touch, there is a feeling of love.

I wanted to touch it again, but Mu Junchen turned his head and glanced at me. I immediately put my hand away and put it on my skirt.

"Liu'er, you smell good today." He whispered to me, his eyelashes drooping, and his hands neatly placed on his knees, "A scent of oranges, very sweet..."

Oh, that's my "breast", I smell it too, the sweet aroma, I want to eat it.

There are two, one I eat by myself and the other...

"When I go to work tomorrow, I'll bring you an orange." I said to Mu Junchen, "If you go tomorrow too."

Mu Junchen looked at me with his eyes wide open slightly, his eyes were as bright as stars in the dimly lit carriage, then the curvature of his eyes changed, and a clean and bright smile appeared in his eyes.

"I go."

Dong County is not too far from the city, and the taxi drives very fast on the expressway, about an hour or so.

However, when I arrived in the city, there was a traffic jam, and I crawled slowly on the road for a long time before arriving at the place.

The temperature in the city is different from that in the county. As soon as I got out of the car, a gust of cold wind blew in my face, and I couldn't help shrinking my neck immediately.

"Too little." Mu Junchen took off his coat and put it on my shoulders.

"I'm not cold, and you wear very little."

It's not a real girl, who can wear his clothes coquettishly, I pulled off the coat and put it back on his shoulders.

"Your throat is still not good. It's thick like something. If you catch a cold again later, will you still be able to go to work and earn money?"

He insisted on shaking off the coat, this time he won't put it on, he wants me to put it on.

Think about it too.

Is Mu Junchen's body important, or is it that I work to earn money?

It is important for me to go to work to earn money.

Although I also earn Mu Junchen's money, he can still push his back when he has a cold. If I have a cold, I don't have the energy to push his back.

After getting dressed, Mu Junchen felt strange and didn't leave, just stood on the sidewalk, under the camphor tree, looking at me.

The first time I entered the city, I was very curious, looked around, looked around at the boss, turned around, Mu Junchen was still staring at me like that, and did nothing.

I:"???"

"I, can't I still know your name?" he asked.

I shook my head, Lu Huai sounded like a man, and I didn't want to take a fake girl's name, it's awkward, so just don't tell him.

"You are so beautiful tonight." He started scratching his head again, like a handsome gorilla, "I, I don't want to take you to meet my junior high school classmates."

Sao Orui, what did he say?

Me: "You bought the clock and took me out, isn't it just to take me to meet them? Then why not meet your junior high school classmates?"

"I, I want to find a place where no one is around..." Mu Junchen's voice gradually dropped, "Take you, take you..."