Lin Lu Snapdragon pressed her against the car door and kissed down the nape of her neck a little.
The little girl's body is permeated with a refreshing fragrance, a little bit of hooking him want to crush people and tear them apart. His kiss was still domineering and powerful, the tip of his tongue went into her mouth and stirred hard, his eyes were scarlet as he looked at her.
Nanchu was so kissed by him that her body was soft, that clear pupil was full of watery light, tickling and tightening.
There's no way to look at it, and the more you look at it, the less you want to leave.
He closed his eyes and bit down, traveling to the outline of her ear and licking gently.
Don't mention how sensitive.
Nanchu whole person followed the tremor, in his ear low oh oh shouted, voice soft unlike words, hooked his neck, small hand slipped into the back of his shirt, gently cut rubbing, "Go up?"
Lin Lu Snap smiled down, directly peeled off her threadbare shirt, revealing her fragrant and smooth shoulders, lowered his head to contain it, and whispered, "It's too late."
"What time is the bus?" The little girl was confused.
Lin Lu Snapdragon kissed and replied carelessly, "Nine o'clock."
Nanchu glanced at the time on the car, ten minutes past eight.
It's really too late to push him away with a jerk, "Then get going, don't miss your bus or you'll miss work tomorrow."
Temperature suddenly drew away and realization returned to his brain as he leaned back in his seat to look askance at her.
The little girl's shirt was almost half removed, messily leaning against the car door, the white and plump breasts jiggling in front of her chest, Lin Lu Snapdragon narrowed his eyes slightly, turned his head back around and smiled, buttoned up and leaned back in his chair, "Let's go."
And then it's really gone.
In a long, lifting puff of car exhaust, he was going back to his place.
Nanchu went upstairs and turned on the light, the light was blinding, the surroundings were quiet, she was the only one left in the large house, she lost her way to the sofa and leaned back, tilting her head, her arm blocking her eyes, blocking out a blinding light in front of her.
Just lay there until nine.
Nanchu glanced at the wall clock on the wall and went to fish for her cell phone.
Lin Luchu had just found a seat and sat down when the cell phone in his pants pocket vibrated, "Did you get on the bus?"
He pressed it quickly, "Uh-huh."
After sending it, turning his head to look out the window, the siren blew long--
Still rumbling green, crowded, noisy as the food market, Lin Lu Snapdragon is a bit out of place in this carriage, head tilted on the chair.
His mind was full of the restricted scene in the car and Nanchu's warm and soft body.
Being single for too long, this suddenly having a wife, he had to rush back to the army overnight without even spending his wedding night.
Opposite sat a pair of students couple, about seventeen or eighteen years of age. Eating a bowl of noodles, you feed me a mouthful, I feed you a mouthful, affectionate, kissing from time to time, the delicate strength is not afraid of seeping others.
Lin Lu Snapshot looked at it for a while, don't look away, seemingly smiling.
I was shocked to realize how precocious kids are these days.
He was eighteen years old which understand this, or with a few of the big Liu crazy play around research rockets planes tanks all kinds of military guns age, the woman at that time in his head is a xenobiotic creature.
On second thought.
When he was eighteen, Nanchu was ten, and just a broken kid.
Shouldn't be in love with her.
The phone vibrated again.
Nanchu: "Aren't you bored in the car?"
"Okay."
It was fun to go back and forth.
"What are you doing?"
He ticked the corners of his mouth, not thinking, and casually typed, "Thinking about you when you were ten."
Nanchu lay on the couch, crossing her legs and holding her cell phone for someone to reply, "I'm ten?"
"Uh-huh."
Nanchu: "I have pictures, do you want to see them?"
"Look."
"So barely?"
A few seconds apart, the other side changed tone, "Wanna see."
Nanchu jumped off the sofa, to turn over the bottom of the photo album, she was six to eight years old photos, nine years old after the rarely take pictures again, the only one that exists in the hand is in elementary school, the cultural performances with a few children together with the four little swans.
There was a group photo taken backstage at that time.
She took a picture of it with her cell phone and sent it.
Four little girls, identical hairstyles, identical white swan suits, even their bodies were almost identical.
"Guess which one is me?"
Lin Lu Snapshot swept a glance and grunted, "Third from the left."
Nanchu: "[cupping face expression], even my mom didn't guess it, how did you guess it? My mom looked at it for half a day and pointed to the one on the far side."
"Intuition."
What does that make him say, at a glance it's Zuo San who can attract him.
Later on, when pressed by Nanchu, he got the answer that attracted this.
The little girl joyfully gave him back, "So, if I met you at ten, you'd still like me?"
"No."
"So what if I chase you?"
"Amazing, you know so much at ten years old?"
Nanchu hugged her phone and babbled to him, "Get it, I liked a little boy in my class when I was six years old, tall and sunny, and at eight years old, I liked our next-door neighbor's brother, who had a particularly warm smile."
Lin Luchu looked at the text message and smiled coldly.
Six years old? And tall? Sunny? A giant baby?
"Oh, I was eighteen or the age of playing in the mud."
Nanchu laughed for a long time on the couch holding the words, and when she reacted, she realized that looking at herself in the glass window mirror, the upturned corners and curves of her mouth were truly amused by him.
That's the shocker.
It seems like any communication in this way is more comfortable and relaxed than face to face.
The same is true for Lin Lu Snapdragon.
Just put the phone down and it vibrated again.
The little girl said, "Let's be okay with texting more."
"Okay, it's ten o'clock, you should go to bed."
Lin Lu Snapdragon not many opportunities to touch the phone, only occasionally under the training to take a look at the two eyes, the team system compared to other counties and districts will be strict point, because the deer mountain is this year to the danger of the area, the team stipulated in the training of all the communication tools of the personnel in the absence of special circumstances shall not be turned on.
Special circumstances include: death of a loved one, birth of a spouse, etc.
When he opened his cell phone, one or two popped up in it occasionally, all from Nanchu.
And on this day, he looked at a text message whose content was not quite right.
"Hmph, I picked up on your high school fling!"
The text message was sent a week ago and nothing has been sent to him since this week.
Lin Lu Snapdragon's fingers were all white, Zhao Guo saw the always calm Lin Lu Snapdragon like this and thought that something had happened at home, "What's wrong? What's going on at home?"
Lin Luchu stood up, "I'm going out to make a phone call."
After saying that, he walked to the water closet, holding the phone in one hand and pinching it to his waist with the other, after the beeping sound.
A crisp, "Captain?" over there.
Lin Lu Snap leaned against the wall, "Uh-huh."
"You're back?"
Nanchu thought that he went back to Beixun, and was a bit anxious at the moment, his own people are still shooting in the field.
"No."
There was silence there, somehow lost, "Oh."
Lin Lu Snap suddenly laughed, "What kind of high school love history did you pick up on me?"
"Calling to ask me that?"
"Not really."
Nanchu: "Da Liu said you were suspected of liking a girl in high school."
Big Liu.
"......" Lin Lu Snapdragon felt a pain in his brain, "Do you believe this? Da Liu's brain is not good, you stay away from him."
"Are you weak-minded?"
Lin Lu Snapdragon snorted, "Hush fart, now he just can't get a daughter-in-law jealous of me having a daughter-in-law, deliberately give me more trouble!"
Someone called out over there, Nanchu turned around and answered, saying to the other side of the microphone, "I have to go put on my makeup, let's talk next time, hang up."
Lin Luzhu hooked his lips at the phone.
......
Nanchu spent a week in the movie city.
The next week, someone came to visit with a huge bouquet of roses, leaning majestically against his tawdry red sports car, and she turned around and left.
Zou Miao ran over to her and pulled, "I came a long way to see you, you at least stayed for two seconds before leaving."
Nanchu shook him off, "What the hell are you doing?"
Zou Miao playfully said, "Chasing you ah."
Just like a psycho.
Previously also encountered difficult, but found that this Zou Miao is not at all difficult to deal with the problem of difficult, he is intent on gas you, the more you gas him the happier. On this stock of fierceness has been entangled with him, to really spread the hands to hold on, maybe two days on the annoyance of you.
Nanchu suddenly turned around, her eyes blinking, making a pleading but not humble face, and said delicately, "What do you need to do to stop pestering me?"
Zou Miao stared at her with a bad smile, but her mouth said, "Why do you think so badly of me?"
Nanchu rolled her eyes, "Just do it and give it a go."
Zou Miao smiled badly, "How about a nap? Sleeping for a while maybe I'll get tired of it and I won't come looking for you."
Nanchu laughed, "No, sleep you'll always want to sleep."
"Rip." He smiled down, "I've yet to sleep with a woman who made me sleep one night and want to sleep a second."
Nanchu was annoyed, ruffling her sleeves and narrowing her eyes, "I have no desire to sleep with you, make a clean break, do it."
"I just like to pester you ah, I just like to see you angry and jumping on your feet, I'm especially happy."
Simply bitchy to the home, Nanchu looked at him breathlessly, his voice gradually cold: "Zou Miao, I had thought that you this person is quite interesting, you have to get so, can not be interesting, you want to sleep with me, line, you take a little bit of sincerity out, I'll see if I will not compromise, or you like to gas me? Where on earth did I offend you?"
This woman is really a stone in a latrine, stinking and hard.
When Jiang Ge showed him the photo, the indifference in this woman's eyes always made him feel that it was intentional, but after contact, he realized that this woman is really a fucking iceberg, no matter what you do to please her, she responds to you with a cold face.
No wonder Changer really loves and hates her.
Men are notorious in their desire to win in this circle.
When Jiang Ge said that this woman is difficult to pursue, he really did not believe that there would be a woman in this world who does not worship gold or seek fame or like famous flowers.
His dad said that day was on a blind date.
He just wants to try, he is not ready to get married, just want to tell Jiang Ge, there is no woman in this world that can not be chased, only the conditions of the man is not good enough.
And yet, there really is.
Zou Miao was driving away in a huff.
Nanchu thought about this person is not going to come back to find themselves, a mood of relaxation, on this happily spend two days.
After Zou Miao left, the next day, Nan Yueru came.
Recently, the movie city has really become extra lively because of these two people who have come and gone.
A phone call from Nanyuki Ru called her back to the hotel.
Nanchu clothes did not change on the past, inside the heating played high, a push door on the warmth of the face, Nan Yueru back to her just take off the coat, heard the movement, turned back and glanced at her, do not say anything.
"Mom." Nanchu called out.
Nan Yue Ru lazily answered, "Has the recent shooting been okay?"
Nanchu nodded, "It's okay."
Nan Yue Ru changed his clothes, leaned towards the sofa, went to touch the cigarette box on the coffee table, contained it in his mouth, inhaled and lit it, glanced at her and said lightly, "How are you doing with Zou Miao?"
Nanchu mostly felt that Nan Yueru coming to her today had something to do with Zou Miao: "General."
Nan Yue Ru looked at her, those eyes with a knife scraping like a cold whoosh staring at her, "I heard Zou Miao say, you two have no chance?"
Nanchu also stopped beating around the bush, "Uh-huh."
"Getting it on with that kid again?"
Nanchu held her head down and didn't say anything, Lin Luchu had said that he wanted her to hide it and wait for him to come back to deal with it.
"I asked you a question-!" Nan Yue Ru suddenly pulled up her volume.
Nanchu still refused to say anything.
"Bitch!"
Nan Yue Ru completely on fire, casually fishing over the side of the ashtray ruthlessly towards her smashed over, Nanchu did not hide, the brain instantly bulged a bag, like growing horns.
Her head was pounding, a throbbing pain that Nanchu forced herself to endure.
The tip of her throat was bitter, and she took a deep breath before smoothing out the air that was clogging up her chest, "I've always found it strange, haven't you always left me alone? Why do you care if I fall in love?"
Nan Yue Ru didn't say anything, gasping for air as if she was calming her anger.
Nanchu asked again, "Why is it that when I was sick as a child you didn't even look at my more than once, and when I grew up and got yelled at you never said a word for me, and now that I'm just in love with a fire chief, you're so agitated?"
Nan Yue Ru clamped her cigarette, full of anger, looking closely, her fingertips were slightly trembling: ''Who hasn't been scolded? I was at your age when I was scolded I scolded me not hard? Even your grandma and grandpa's photos were washed into black and white, who is not bitter? The more people scold you, the more people like you. That's all, and you feel aggrieved? If you don't go through this, how can you survive in this showbiz? I originally thought you would surprise me, you're nothing more than that, a man just made you so mesmerized?"
Sweat dripped down between her forehead, Nanchu's head mixed up, tears could no longer be controlled, slipped down to her mouth, she pursed her lips, it was idle and a little bitter.
She suddenly lowered her head, giving up almost everything, including her pride, and begged her with a lower profile than she had ever had before, "Mom, I don't have any more wishes."