you pressed to the corner of my lips

Bo Yao came up from sleepiness, and curled up lazily in her arms.

Fu Xiyu raised his chin towards the waiter, who understood and opened the door for her.

In a short time, a Rolls Royce parked outside the banquet hall. At this time, it was raining outside. Chang Gong got out of the car and held up an umbrella to open the car door for her.

Fu Xiyu lowered his head and glanced at the person in his arms, and carried her into the car with a calm expression.

"Who is that woman? The eldest princess actually carried her into the car." The girls next to He Anong couldn't help but looked at each other and began to discuss.

"I don't know, I haven't seen a strange face, have you seen it?"

"Three years ago, the Ziwei star who was killed in the e-sports circle, Yunhe Anzhu, remember, it is her. She used to be quite famous, but she lost the game with Jiao Qiaoqiao, and now she is not very popular. However, this anchor has been found out. He's gay, and if that's true, it's going to be hilarious."

He Anong cast a strange look from the crowd, his lips moved, but he didn't make a sound.A pair of hands around her waist lifted her up, she looked back at Fu Xilin, her face stiffened, and she showed a soft smile.

"Have you finished chatting?"

Fu Xilin hugged her, bowed his head and kissed her lips, followed her eyes to look at Fu Xiyu, and said puzzledly: "My sister has an unpredictable personality, don't worry about what happened last time, I will marry you It's not child's play."

He Annong avoided his eyes, lowered his head: "I know, I believe in you."

"I don't understand my sister. I don't like so many handsome and rich men, but I like to find an anchor. There are so many people present, and as the protagonist, she blatantly hugs a woman and leaves. She is not afraid of entertainment reporters writing her a few words." A gossip."

"Does your sister like women?"

Fu Xilin frowned, unable to react: "My sister likes women? How is that possible? Her first love seems to be a boy in high school. I remember my father said that my sister is not suitable for dating. The end of the disease."

Could it be that the eldest princess was hurt by a man?

That's not supposed to be gay.

He Annong's face softened, he was relieved, and gently took Fu Xilin's wrist.

It feels comfortable and breathable all over the body, and the fruity scent flows from the tip of the nose. This smell is a bit inexplicably familiar.

Much like the smell of an old friend.

That person is Sissy.

During high school, she knew a girl named Xixi, who was chubby and cute, with very beautiful eyes, like a talking elf, obedient and obedient.

She started to know Xixi out of kindness, and she would take her out for shopping and watch movies with her. Maybe it was because Xixi was too obsessive and appeared in front of her like a kangaroo every day. The first time expressed his dissatisfaction with Xixi's intention to get close to her, but during the process of getting along with Xixi, Bo Yao gradually realized that something was not quite right.

One day she was sitting on the railing, biting a slender cigarette between her thin lips, and tossing the mineral water bottle up and down in her hand, the wind blowing through her hair was cool and comfortable.

There was a dumpling holding two boxes of strawberries in his hand, standing under the railing, with his beautiful black eyes open, looking at her with his head tilted.

"Ah, what are you doing?"

Bo Yao opened her Danfeng eyes and stared at Xixi, holding a half-smoked cigarette between her fingertips, chuckled a few times, pulled her thin lips, and joked: "Xixi, do you like me?"

Xixi's eyes widened, and she was startled in surprise, "Huh?"

"Recently, you have been secretly watching me, sending me messages every day, and hanging around me almost every day. What should I do if this bothers me?" Bo Yan twisted his thumb, put one long leg on the pole, and bent down Getting close to her, hooking her fingertips to the tip of her chin, it felt slippery.

"What do you want to do when you approach me? Don't you know who I am?"

In high school, Bo Yao is a gangster with poor grades, not enterprising, and likes to cause trouble.I usually get along well with her, but there are no students with good grades.It is said that things of a feather flock together, and people are divided into groups, which is probably such a nature.

"I, I would do anything for you, I don't care who you are."

Bo Yan raised her index finger and shook it, her long eyelashes covered her moon-like eyes, there was no smile in her eyes, the curvature of her mouth gradually faded, and said: "I don't need something nice. Let me tell you, You are not my type, I like beautiful girls with enchanting figure, rich family, gentle and considerate, don't like dumplings, understand?"

Xixi's face turned pale, her eyes filled with helplessness: "But..."

"Don't pester me." Bo Yao said without emotion, his eyes condensed, breaking the harmony between the two.

"I, I like you thin." Xixi clenched her fingers together nervously, her heart was beating restlessly, and her voice was a little bit aggrieved, "I will catch up with you, I will lose weight from now on, I will become thinner Become beautiful, become what you like. I will become better than He Annong, I will..."

"Don't waste your time. I don't care about nice words." Bo Yao didn't have the patience to listen to her words, and she threw the mineral water bottle into the trash can by her hand, and he disappeared early.

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The car is parked outside the villa.

The bed is very comfortable, soft and comfortable, you don't want to move when you lie on it.

The wine was a little drunk, Bao Yan slightly opened his eyelids, the room was pitch black, only the light and shadow of the moonlight outside.

Close at hand is the outline of a woman, hazy, as beautiful as walking out of a painting.

"?" She was taken aback for a moment, she didn't like being approached by others, she raised her hand and tapped the woman's forehead, and said indifferently with the strength of alcohol, "Stay away."

"You despise me, don't you?" Fu Xiyu's lips trembled, his bright black eyes fixed on her densely, and he threw himself into her arms.

Bo Yao didn't realize it, her head was about to explode from the pain, and Mo De was pushed down on the bed by her tiger pounce.

Fu Xiyu put his arms around her waist, buried his face in her arms and rubbed against her like a kitten, "Bo Yao, you smell so good, why do you smell so good?"

"Miss, can I not smell good after taking a bath?"

"No, you smell better than everyone else. Whenever I get close to you, I can't help but pounce on you."

Bo Yao put his hand on her shoulder, "Okay, don't rub me anymore, I want to go to the bathroom."

She got up and rubbed her forehead, the strange room made her find a bathroom and almost bumped her head.

Bo Yao turned on the shower, and the cold water splashed on her body with a bang, the shirt was instantly soaked, and water droplets dripped from her hair.

She raised her face and let the running water wet her face.She is now on alcohol and not sober.

A pair of hands violently pulled her out from under the shower, and Bao Yao suddenly choked on the water and coughed.

Her face was pale, and she looked at her with dark eyes, "Fu Xiyu."

Fu Xiyu's long hair fell down and hung around her waist. She held her waist and gently stroked her cheeks, from the tip of her nose to her lips with her fingers.

"Bo Yao, do you know that sometimes you really make people hate you?"

Bo Yao paused for a moment, then laughed coldly a few times, the drunk was indeed a little dizzy, he couldn't even speak clearly, and the tip of his nose was burning like a fire.

"Could it be that you are in love with me?"

Fu Xiyu leaned against her forehead, looked straight into her eyes, and showed a little tenderness on her flawless face, "I want to say yes."

Bo Yandan opened her phoenix eyes, stunned for a few seconds, extremely repelled by this feeling, she pushed away her approaching face, her mind was very dizzy with porridge.

"I advise you to give up your thoughts as soon as possible. The eldest princess is a normal person, not a Ji like me."

Fu Xiyu pursed her lips tightly and pinched her chin, "Would you die without He Annong?"

Bo Yao raised his hand to remove the hand on his chin, and lowered his eyes that were not deep enough: "Before I hit the bottom line, the princess had better stay away from me. I'm not a good person."

"If I choose not, what do you think?" Fu Xiyu deliberately provoked her bottom line, breathed in her ear, and the scent of shampoo spread through her hair.

Bo Yao's face was cold and pale, he suddenly clamped her hands, unexpectedly pressed Fu Xiyu on the sink, his fingers climbed up and grabbed her slender waist, and hugged her to sit on the table.

The shirt on her body was completely soaked, and the transparent water line from the inside to the outside outlined her graceful figure. The buttons on the shirt were all over the ground, and two bowl buttons were deeply sunken in her snow-white neck. Wet by the water, the black eyes were covered with messy bangs.

Fu Xiyu's expression flashed a little flustered, and he instinctively stopped her movements.

However, the next second.Bao Yao cupped her cheeks with both hands, and kissed her lips when she resisted.The emptiness accumulated in her heart for many years has completely become possessive at this moment. The thin lips bite her neck with a little possessiveness, wandering all the way to her ear, the kissing posture is getting deeper and deeper, the tip of the tongue... touches the other's teeth Bei, suffocated and enthusiastic, Fu Xiyu put his hands on her shoulders, and her long hair was messily piled on Bo Yan's face.

Fu Xiyu was a little out of breath, and she couldn't move, the clothes of the two were messed up and wrinkled together.

Bo Yao bit her neck, and Fu Xiyu's faint trembling voice could be heard faintly in her ears.

"don't want……"

Bao Yan stretched out her hands and slid the obtrusive nightdress on her body to her chest. The slippery body under her body set her mind on fire. She closed her eyelashes, supported her leg with one hand, and held it down with the other. The back of her head, kissing her fiercely.

Still panting, Bo Yan pressed her cheek against her cheek, her lips moved, and her voice was thin and cold, "Let me do it."

The sky was bright, and Bo Yao's whole body was soft, as if he had run a marathon. One word: sour.

Sore hands, sore waist, sore legs.

She lifted her eyelashes slightly, trembling, looking at the strange room, her mind was blank for a while.She tugged at the corner of her mouth and gasped in pain. She didn't know what happened, the corner of her lip was broken and some blood came out.

She rubbed her temples, trying to recall what happened yesterday, but she could only remember bits and pieces.

She got off the bed with bare feet, opened the door and came to the hall, and saw Fu Xiyu who was changing clothes, and the two looked at each other.

Also, there was an extra cut on the other party's lips.

Bao Yao frowned, wondering if the two of them bit each other last night.

Although drinking is easy to get drunk, Bo Yao has seldom touched alcohol in these years, and has almost never been drunk. He probably got so drunk yesterday because he was stimulated.

Fu Xiyu fastened the buttons slowly, and tilted his head when he heard the sound, "Are you awake?"

The voice of the exit is low and hoarse...

Bo Yan remained silent, staring at the conspicuous bruises on her neck, her brows beating violently.

"Eat breakfast when you wake up."

Bo Yao was silent, she was always calm, her thoughts were sluggish after a hangover, her pale face seemed to be covered with ice and cold.

She was too drunk, and when she woke up, she was still confused and couldn't remember so many details.

The picture stays at the two people covered in sweat, out of control to the point where she is on the verge of death.

Bo Yao picked up the chopsticks on the table and ate in silence.

"What happened last night..." She lowered her face, her scalp was numb, and she was considering how to speak.

Fu Xiyu lowered the corners of his eyes and looked at her lightly, resting his fingers on his buttons, and moved the corners of his mouth slightly: "This night, is there a next time?"

Bo Yan: ...