School girls always want to bend me

The four said goodbye in the lobby.

Yu Chen was busy going back to pack her luggage, Li Lan's husband said he would pick her up in his car, and Xu Shengsheng's boyfriend was still working overtime, so she planned to take a taxi back by herself.

While hugging Yu Chen, Zhang Yawen suddenly remembered that she left the gift Yu Chen gave her in the restaurant upstairs.

The girls all laughed: "Every time we have dinner and travel together, I feel incomplete if you don't drop something."

Most of my classmates back then still remember that every time they went out, there was a girl who was out of breath because she went back to pick up things.Zhang Yawen patted himself on the head in frustration: "I really haven't made any progress in these years."

Just when she was about to run upstairs, Ye Qiqi held her arm, took a look, and lifted the shoulder strap of her schoolbag: "I'd better go, wait for me downstairs, don't wander around."

Ye Qiqi didn't give Zhang Yawen time to refuse or thank him, so he turned and ran towards the elevator.

Several people left one after another, Xu Shengsheng's car was a bit stuck on the way, and there was a red and yellow line on the phone.

The two found a seat on the sofa in the lobby, and the waiter brought over some ice cream, and they each picked a flavor they liked.

Xu Shengsheng shook her feet, the ice cream melting in her mouth was sweet, she pushed Zhang Yawen beside her: "Qiqi treats you really well."

"Don't you still hate her for winning your money just now?" Zhang Yawen looked at her with a smile.

"The last few handfuls of Qiqi were obviously drained, and I spit out a lot. I figured out that the money she won happened to be exported by you." Xu Shengsheng said casually while digging the ice cream with his head down.

Zhang Yawen was taken aback, but she didn't pay attention to it so carefully, the sour and sweet feeling in her heart replaced the feeling in her mouth.

Xu Shengsheng threw the empty box in his hand into the trash can on the side, and said with emotion: "Why am I not as lucky as you to meet a caring and caring person?"

In the dark night, Xu Shengsheng got into a taxi and waved goodbye to Zhang Yawen who was standing by the door.

When she turned around, the elevator door not far away sounded "Ding--" and Ye Qiqi trotted towards her panting with uneven breathing.

The loose white shirt was blown up by the wind brought by the walk, the hair was random and a little messy, the nose was high, and the eyes were dark. The moment he saw Zhang Yawen in the lobby with people coming and going, he showed unconscious relief laugh.

The men and women around took another look at this pretty girl.

Zhang Yawen looked at Ye Qiqi, he was indeed a person who was still dazzling in the crowd even if he was quiet.Smart, sharp, always on the sidelines character, but willing to do nothing for himself.

If a beautiful person is now running towards himself wholeheartedly.

But I still haven't made up my mind [-]%. In this relationship that just started, I really didn't do enough enough.

Ye Qiqi held the gift box in his hand, panting heavily, just seeing Zhang Yawen, she ran a little faster.

Zhang Yawen stood upright, holding the bag in front of his knees with both hands, looking at the slight sweat on Ye Xixi's forehead, and deliberately joked with her: "Why are you taking things so slowly?"

The tail sound rises slightly.

Ye Qiqi was a little surprised, and raised his eyebrows to look at her: "The waiter is too dedicated, and all the things left behind were put at the service desk, so I ran around again."

The lobby is rich and bright, the floor is shiny, and there is a familiar orange fragrance in the air.

At that moment, all the hesitation and uneasiness on Zhang Yawen's body fell to the ground just like the rainwater that shakes off when he puts his umbrella on a rainy day in just a few meters.

At this moment, she is calm and firm.

The person I like stands in front of me, accepting my madness and forgiving my cowardice.She looked straight at Ye Qiqi, her nose sore.

Ye Qiqi didn't hand over the gift box to Zhang Yawen, but kept carrying it. It was very natural and logical. She felt Zhang Yawen's abnormality at this moment, and opened her mouth to ask something.

But when the words reached the tip of her tongue, she swallowed them back.

She knew that Zhang Yawen looked heartless, but in fact he was very thoughtful and sensitive, which was the most painful and sad character.

Then, she stretched out a hand and tugged at Zhang Yawen's fingertips. It was soft and slippery, a familiar touch.Ye Qiqi himself would laugh at himself occasionally, obviously he is not a lustful character, but he is so greedy for every inch of Zhang Yawen's skin, longing for all the physical contact with her.

She glanced at the crowd around her, she didn't dare to be too bold, she clearly felt that Zhang Yawen didn't want to stay with her as a couple in front of everyone.

The little gestures that are naturally familiar between male and female friends in front of everyone are a luxury for them.

Feeling sad, Ye Qiqi let go of his opponent's hand.

Before she let go, Zhang Yawen opened his arms and threw himself into her arms. The gentle and fruity fragrance hit the sky and covered the sky, making her dizzy for a while.

"Qiqi, Qiqi." Zhang Yawen buried himself in Ye Qiqi's shoulder, his voice muffled.

She wanted to say, Qiqi, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

The two people's bodies were very close together, as if they were embedded in each other's body.

After a while, Ye Qiqi came back to his senses, put his hands around Zhang Yawen's body, crawled to the back of Zhang Yawen's neck with one hand, rubbed his fingertips lightly, as if to comfort and seduce.

Zhang Yawen buried his head deeper, Ye Qixi's body was clean and straight, and the clear fragrance was like the quiet woody fragrance in the deep forest, which made people feel stable and couldn't help approaching.

At this moment, she obeyed her heart, raised her heels slightly, and leaned close to Ye Qiqi's ear: "Qiqi, I like you, very much."

There was a non-stop crowd beside him, the sound of footsteps and chatter and laughter continued, but Zhang Yawen could only feel the heartbeat of her and Ye Qiqi getting closer at this moment.

In the evening, when Ye Qiqi came out of the bathroom to brush his hair, Zhang Yawen had already sat down on the floor of the living room, with two goblets and a bottle of red wine just opened beside him.

Ye Qiqi threw away the towel, sat cross-legged next to her, shook his head, the water splashed onto Zhang Yawen's arm, bit by bit cool.

A gust of wind blew up at night, like a harbinger before the rain, the balcony was open, the leaves were rustling mixed with the sound of the wind, and the room was silent.

Zhang Yawen was wearing a pink nightdress with thin shoulder straps, her messy half-dry black hair covered a large area of ​​fair skin, and she sat sideways on the carpet with two jade-like legs crossed.

The round toes are painted with black nail polish.

She poured the red wine into a decanter and shook it a few times.

Ye Qiqi leaned on the edge of the sofa, leaned on his chin with his hands, rested his elbows on the sofa, and asked lazily, "Didn't you drink enough tonight?"

The two were separated by a short distance, and the air exuded the sweet aroma of red wine, mixed with the cool breeze outside.

Zhang Yawen bowed his waist to reach for a tissue on one side, his long hair fell down, his wide neckline fell down, his black hair swept across the curve of his chest, and his beautiful white and greasy skin could be seen at a glance.

Ye Qiqi gulped, his throat slipped, a raging wave flashed in his dark eyes, the scenery in front of him was too eye-catching.

After taking the paper towel, Zhang Yawen hung his head and wiped the red wine accidentally stained on his fingers. A shoulder strap that had just been crooked receded to the outside of his shoulder. It can cover half of the arc, looming with the movement of the hands.

Zhang Yawen was completely ignorant of her behavior, and concentrated on doing the work at hand. She poured the sober wine into a goblet, and handed the first cup to Ye Qiqi.

The expression on his face was apprehensive and unconfident, he bit his lip and said, "I'm not as powerful as Yu Chen, it doesn't taste good...you have to say it tastes good too."

Before Ye Qiqi gave his evaluation, he paved the way for his possible car rollover.

Zhang Yawen's ferocious appearance was very agile, like some spoiled animals, Ye Qixi's eyebrows and eyes were raised, and there was an irresistible preference in his eyes: "It must be delicious."

Then, she raised her head and took a sip.

Zhang Yawen put both hands on the carpet, approached Ye Qiqi, and asked anxiously, "How is it? How is it?"

Ye Qiqi's eyes fell from her expectant eyes, rosy lips, delicate collarbone, and then down.She coughed lightly, turned her head away: "It's delicious."

In fact, she didn't taste anything at all. She is not a saint, and she can't do two things at once.

Zhang Yawen was dubious, coupled with Ye Qiqi's absent-minded look, she became even more unconfident. She moved a few steps towards Ye Qiqi's side, and licked the red wine left on the cup with Ye Qiqi's hand.

The pink tongue sticks out a short part, the black eyelashes are lowered, and the eyes cannot be seen clearly, and the long hair hangs down, covering the faces on both sides.

Ye Qiqi's breathing was trembling, and he felt that he had almost spent half his life in patience.

Zhang Yawen tasted it, and felt that the taste was still not comparable to Yu Chen's. Although it was the same bottle of wine, why was there such a big difference?

She frowned and stared at Ye Qiqi: "Liar!"

When he returned to his normal position, he accidentally shook Ye Qixi's unsteady hand. The wine glass tilted to one side, and a few drops splashed out.

"Oh—" Zhang Yawen whispered.

A few drops of red wine spilled on her overly white thighs, deep red and pinkish white, with a strong color difference, the wine gradually seeped out.

Ye Qiqi felt that his sanity was gradually getting out of control.

When Zhang Yawen took out a few paper towels and was about to wipe them off, Ye Qiqi held her wrist, pulled out the paper towels, bent down, pasted them, and wiped them carefully.

Little by little, gradually upward, hidden in the skirt.

Zhang Yawen was still struggling with his skills in pouring red wine, and by the way, he rose to the point of attacking himself personally: "Yu Chen is really good, it doesn't matter if he is good-looking, and his ability is also very strong. Most importantly, he has always treated himself well Her future plans are very clear...Hey, look at me, I can't even pour wine as well as her..."

He kept thinking about it, completely ignoring Ye Qiqi who was bowing his head to wipe her legs.

Zhang Yawen seemed to recall something from the past: "When we were studying, we..." Before she finished speaking, her chin was pinched, and a quiet woody fragrance enveloped her.

Ye Qiqi knelt on the floor, arched his body, turned his head sideways, and held Zhang Yawen's thigh with his hands, too hard, slightly reddened.She pasted Zhang Yawen's non-stop talking lips from bottom to top.

On a bracelet is her delicate and soft body after bathing.

The evening wind blew again, and the room was silent, only the sound of lips and teeth intertwining.

After a long time, Ye Qiqi contentedly licked Zhang Yawen's trembling eyelashes, "I think it tastes good."

The author has something to say:

Let Sister Wen pounce on Sister Qiqi later!