On the bone

The cigarette was caught in the hand, and the white gas slowly drifted upwards from the back of the hand, accumulating a long piece of soot, many of which fell on the steering wheel, and never took a sip since the fire was lit.

Qin Ran's whole body was attached to the passenger side window, his whole body was limp and powerless, like a puddle of mud stuck on it, with an indescribable intoxicated expression on his face, he was panting comfortably, pinching a hand that looked Putting the short and thin thing into his mouth, he took a deep breath, then raised his chin, rubbed his head lazily against the car window, and let out a chuckle or two inexplicably.

Glancing at him coldly, he deliberately threw the cigarette out of the car, started the engine, and drove.

The window of the car was dropped a lot, the cold wind poured in, Qin Ran shivered all over, sat up quickly, put the things he smoked just now into a palm-sized plastic bag, sealed it and put it in his trousers pocket.

Autumn is strong and the temperature is very low at night. Qin Ran wrapped his coat tightly and asked Cheng Xinhai to close the car window.

"Close it." Qin Ran called to him.

"I'm disgusted by your smell, close it after it's gone." Cheng Xinhai said, lowering the car window.

"What's the smell?" Qin Ran had a soft smile on his face, and he bit his mouth: "Didn't you smell it very pleasantly in the alley just now? Press me on me, with such strength, push me hard..."

"Qin Ran." Cheng Xinhai called him by name.

"Don't be angry with me, I really miss you," Qin Ran suddenly acted coquettishly, pouted his mouth, and moved his eyes around the car nimbly: "When did you cherish your little mount so much? I Why didn’t I notice it before? It’s much cleaner than that time, and it smells good, it’s so fragrant.” In less than half a minute, Qin Ran changed several expressions, it seemed that he was a little too active, and there was an inexplicable excitement in his whole body Feeling emotional, he teased: "Brother Cheng, you are so bad, you would rather drag me into that kind of dirty little black alley than allow me to get into your car, which makes my thighs still sore. Shaking, if you don't believe me, touch..." As he said, he leaned over to the driver's seat and touched the hand of Xinxinhai that was on the steering wheel.

Cheng Xinhai pushed the opponent to the opposite side very hard, and the car body shook violently under the large movement, and then the steering wheel stabilized, and the white lines on the road continued to spread and disappear in the field of vision.

There was a moderate amount of laughter in the car, Qin Ran didn't seem to care at all, he shook his shoulders, his eyes filled with laughter, he couldn't stop laughing...

He seemed to gradually understand why Xinxinhai didn't mess with him in the car.

He was not allowed to voluntarily withdraw the house in Fulin Xiaoyuan, and he did not. He was not allowed to resign from the school or be transferred to other places, and he did so. He even let this person enter his body in the men's toilet in the school's old gymnasium. He did it too—but he was not allowed to toss about in this car, Qin Ran said the idea that formed in his mind.

"Did you and that little bitch do a lot in the car? This is where you two are, so you don't let me..."

"Use that word again, and I'll cut your tongue."

The low voice was frozen like ice, rough and hoarse, like a sharp knife piercing into Qin Ran's ear canal, Qin Ran's eye sockets seemed to heat up, and soon disappeared, still the same kind of smile with no real content, his eyes drifting loosely and casually , as if attracted by something, the line of sight is no longer empty, and has a focal length.

It was a cute car perfume bottle placed in front of the car.

The body of the bottle is pink, and the crystal texture shines brightly under the street lamps. When the interior of the car is suddenly bright, a heart drawn with a red marker pen clearly appears on it.

The strokes are not steady, a big one, the edge is crooked and almost climbs to the edge of the bottle cap, one can tell at a glance that it was drawn by human hands, and it is no longer necessary to guess who it is from.

It wasn't until he heard Cheng Xinhai yelling at him: "Don't touch it!" Qin Ran realized that his hand was close at hand, he wanted to take it and take a good look at it, to see how rosy and beautiful this heart is , so sweet...

He grabbed the bottom mat with his hand and threw it out along the open car window.

In the dark night sky, you can't even see a shadow, only a muffled sound thrown behind the car, Cheng Xinhai took control of the steering wheel, raised his hand and slapped Qin Ran hard on the face, a solid slap in the face, extremely A clear slap.

This blow stunned Jiang Yuhan, his face was turned to one side, his eyes widened.

There were scripts and acting, but this was a real slap, and his cheeks that were as hot as a fire reminded him heavily that he was indeed slapped on the face by his senior brother.

His face is so precious, he is the guy that entertainers eat, his brother never really does it, even if he has to do it in order to pursue the camera effect and arouse the emotions of the actors, Mu Mingyi will use skills to avoid the angle of effort, or restrain his strength to reduce it Lethality—this time, it was completely different.

The action was quick, and the crisp sound of face slapping was heard in the car, and Yu Li, who was watching the monitor in the back seat, quickly raised his eyes and glanced at them, telling them to continue.

Covering his face with his hands, feeling its heat, Jiang Yuhan's eyes turned red a little, he looked at Mu Mingyi, and blinked his eyelashes vigorously: "Chen Xinhai, you hit me, you hit me..." Repeatedly, rushing like crazy In the past, Qin Ran's voice became sharp: "You fucking beat me up!!"

Grabbing and hitting the person in the driver's seat with his hands indiscriminately, completely ignoring that the car was driving, the steering wheel was out of control, the car was swaying left and right on the main road like a drunk, and Cheng Xinhai braked to a stop on the road On the other side, the car body almost went sideways, and there was a noise of rapidly drifting tires in the lonely night.

There is more movement in the car.

Cheng Xinhai grabbed Qin Ran's neck, straddled the handbrake and handguard in the middle, put his knees on the hand button box, concentrated all his weight on this person, and the black shadow spread over Qin Ran's head, covering a large area. Come down, covering his pale face with a layer of darkness.

Tighten the hand on the neck and pull it down, you can clearly see that the Adam's apple protrudes from the tiger's mouth, swallowing reflexively makes it roll slightly, and the hot air from the mouth is sprayed on Qin Ran's face, which shows that Cheng Xinhai is far away from him how close.

"Don't look for me, don't call me, I don't want to see you," he said ruthlessly, squeezed out each word word by word, and finally asked Qin Ran intentionally, did you understand?

Qin Ran had a rippling smile, and that expression of intoxication under the pleasure, he looked at Cheng Xinhai in a daze, and said that he was very comfortable, give him more strength, pinch again...

Sure enough, the hand continued to exert force, and the slender five-finger head poured a steady stream of strength, the more it was tightened, the elbow was also raised high because of the ease of exerting force.

Qin Ran stopped laughing, in fact he couldn't even speak, only the dull gasping sound from the depths of his throat as he was eager to breathe, and the movement of hands and feet struggling vigorously on Cheng Xinhai's body as if dying, From the bottom up, suppress Qin Ran with an absolutely dominant position one by one

All resistance is futile.

Gradually, the movements of Qin Ran's limbs slowed down, pulling the hand on the clothes on Cheng Xinhai's arm, and the hand on the neck that was trying to push the opponent away, slid down together softly, the tense and stiff shoulders Then it sat on the side of the car window and collapsed limply...

The author says:

Don't worry, he won't die.