dance like a butterfly

Lao Han's car slowly drove north.

From time to time, cars drove over from the opposite side, and when the lights intersected, I saw a smile on Lao Han's face.When we cross the intersection and wait for the green light, if there is no car in front of us, when we are on the zebra crossing, he will reach out, rub my face lightly, and then kiss me lightly on the cheek.

He really looked like a child who stole honey.

I asked: "Brother, you really like me, if I were a girl, would you still like me?"

Old Han stopped laughing: "Xiaohui, don't say such things in the future, if you are a girl, no matter how beautiful you are, I won't like you."

I say no more.

Lao Han felt that I was upset, and said with a smile; "What's wrong, what's wrong with me, Xiaohui? Why are you upset? How could Xiaohui be a girl? Whoever looks at you can say that you are not upright, What a heroic man."

I'm happy, I think it's really awkward to use the heroic figure here.

The car stopped at the entrance of Baihualin Hotel, and the security guard helped us park the car.

After entering the room, Lao Han hugged me tightly, but this time, he didn't kiss, but pressed his face tightly against my chest.

The lighting in the room is very soft, and it is really a warm harbor of love.

Lao Han's arms were around my waist, I put my arms around his back, and gently rubbed my chin against his head.His face was also gently bobbing back and forth in my arms, like a hungry baby looking for milk.

After a long time, he let go of me and looked at my face without blinking.

He looked at it so earnestly, as if he was looking at a piece of stone, and wondered while looking at it, how could this be mine, how could I carve it into a priceless jade?

Seeing his expression, I couldn't help laughing out loud.

Lao Han grabbed my hand and squeezed it hard.

I said, "Brother, you hurt me." But I didn't pull my hand out.

Old Han said solemnly: "Xiaohui, you don't know, you are the person I've been looking for, you can stay by my side in the future and never leave me, okay?"

I said, "Brother, I know that what you like is my appearance. This kind of liking will not last long. After a few years, when I am old, you will not like it anymore."

"Yes, what you said is right. I liked your appearance at first, but I can also feel that you are a young man with good overall qualities. Besides, after many years, when you are old, I will not be older Is it? You must have always been so handsome in my heart." When Lao Han said this, he was not as serious as before.

When Lao Han uses four-character idioms, it always makes me happy. Although the words are not accurate, they express his own unique meaning.

I said, "Brother, you don't dislike me, let's just get along with each other first, and when you get bored, just tell me, I will never complain, we will get along well, and we will not entangle each other."

"How come, how come, as long as you don't think I'm an old man, I'm very satisfied, don't say that I don't want you anymore..." Before he finished speaking, he hugged me again, without waiting He kissed me, and my tears flowed down silently.

I was moved to tears by his and my own words.

In the desert of love, it turns out that everyone is equally vain and fragile.

I felt weird that night.

In such an independent space and such an atmosphere, we didn't actually have a substantive sex, and we didn't go straight to the point like we did with Lao Zuo.

After taking a shower, a burst of intense long kisses is inevitable.

Then there is drinking tea and smoking.

"Brother, you sing really well this afternoon."

Hearing me praise him, he smiled contentedly: "Actually, I haven't sung as well as Qin Opera. Next time, I'll sing a few episodes for you, and I'll sing "Golden Beach" and "Second Entry to the Palace" for you."

"Okay, I'll sing for you too."

"Haha, Xiaohui, I said I was going to sing this afternoon, but I didn't even hear a word from you. I was just like Wang Mudu, acting in a one-man show, haha."

"We're too busy kissing, passionate, occupying our mouths, actually, I've been singing to you in my heart." I teased him.

Seeing what I said, Lao Han quickly pulled me away, took the cigarette out of my mouth, and spit out the cigarette he was holding in his mouth with a puff. In the smoke, our tongues were entangled again.

Lying on the bed, I gently stroked the hair on Lao Han's back, and asked him: "Brother, how can you be sure that I can drink with you, and that I will not refuse your hugs and kisses?"

Old Han smiled secretly. "Maybe it's intuition, sometimes intuition is very accurate."

"Then why do you have such an intuition?"

I want to break the casserole and ask the end.

"Intuition seems to be a momentary feeling, but in fact, it contains too many things. It is a combination of personal family background, social experience, attitude towards life, and judgment on things, etc. "Speaking of this, Lao Han seemed to be afraid that I would think he was swearing in front of me, so he smiled modestly in embarrassment, and paused for a while.

"Brother, go on, I think what you said is very good."

I encourage him.

"Since the day you bumped into me recklessly, when I looked up at you, I had a concept in my mind: you are my person, the one I have been waiting for."

Having said that, he paused again: "Xiaohui, don't you think I'm a bit sour when I say this?"

"No, it's very good, I love to hear it."

"That's good. I admit, your appearance really impressed me at that time. At this time, my instinct told me that you will give me a chance, and we will get very close of."

"Am I a little sissy, have you seen it?" I asked intentionally.

Old Han laughed again.

He sipped lightly on my forehead: "It's not that you have any sissy, and you don't have a sissy either. But for people like us, even if there is only a little bit of clues in language and behavior, if you don't cover it up deliberately, there will always be Captured by the same kind."

His words startled me.

I have to admit that he is a fine person with vicious eyes.

After all, how deep is the old Han in front of me?

My heart sank.