dust and ash

rhetoric

"Get out, what are you doing here?" After I glanced at him, I stopped looking at him.

"I bought some medicine for you, you'll feel better after taking it," he said, pushing me with the medicine.

"As for me, I will only cause trouble, you'd better stay away from me," I still sat on the ground, not looking at him.

"Why are you being hypocritical?" He squatted down, "I was in a hurry, and I said the wrong thing on the spur of the moment. I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to protect you."

"Who wants you to protect?" I turned my head and glared at him, "Who are you to me? You go out, I haven't finished vomiting yet."

He still didn't restrain himself: "Don't be angry, let me kiss you."

I pulled his hand away: "Are you sick? I'm vomiting."

"I don't care, I like your taste," he moved his face closer after speaking.

"Duan Xiaojue!" I pushed and refused with both hands, but his lips suddenly pressed up, making my mouth hurt.

An excited voice escaped from his mouth, resounding throughout the bathroom without warning.

"You're crazy..." I swallowed, trying to squeeze out a few words, "Where are you touching...?"

"Just go down."

I slapped him on the back of his hand: "Not once!"

He left my lips slightly: "Okay, I was wrong, let me kiss you, I haven't kissed enough."

Immediately, his lips came back domineeringly again, and the tip of his tongue pried open my lips, making a storm inside, making waves.

Meet Su Chengcheng again

There is a VIP lounge in Diamond, which is actually more like a coffee shop.

The light was dim and hazy, and I didn't pay much attention to the people around me while lying down.But gradually, I found that the person sitting not far across from him became more and more familiar.

I got a little closer, and finally saw his face clearly.

I quietly came behind him and covered his eyes with my hands.

"Guess who I am," I muffled my voice and whispered in his ear.

"Jiang Yizhi!" He said it all at once, and turned to look at me with surprise and excitement written all over his face.

"It makes you excited, do you miss me so much?"

He was a little embarrassed by what I said, and lowered his head slightly.

I pushed him: "How do you know it's mine? Could it be that you've been thinking about me?"

"I, I remember your voice."

I smiled and sat down next to him.

"To remember is to never forget, is it?" I couldn't help teasing him.

He was momentarily speechless.

I leaned my head on his shoulder, pretending to be half drunk: "Oh, I drank some wine tonight and suddenly felt dizzy, can you rub it for me?" I looked up at him.

He was still as shy as ever, and patted my head with his hand.

"I don't want to touch my head, I want you..."

"Jiang, Jiang Yizhi," he suddenly interrupted me, "No, don't mess around."

I tried not to laugh: "Why did I mess around? Am I robbing money, or robbing sex?"

He turned around and sat down: "You, you did it on purpose."

"Did you see it?" I couldn't help laughing out loud: "It seems that our Su Chengcheng is not stupid."

He punched my thigh, and then I grabbed my wrist and took the opportunity to pull him in front of my eyes.

"It's easy to be misunderstood by your behavior, don't you know?"

"Yes, I'm sorry," he glanced at me, then quickly looked away.

"It's not just a misunderstanding," I said, "but it makes people want to bully you."

At this time, my hand that was clamping his wrist was suddenly pulled, and I lost my center of gravity and was brought up.

"Hello," the man said, "My name is Jiang Qinmian, and I am Su Chengcheng's boyfriend. Who are you?"

I looked at him in surprise: "Jiang Yizhi."

Jiang Qinmian looked me up and down, and then said: "I didn't know that Cheng Cheng had such a close friend. I don't like to beat around the bush. If you are interested in him, come and chase him. If you are not interested, please stay away from him." .”

Just when I was at a loss for words and stared at him intently, a voice came: "Manager Jiang, don't speak so harshly, right? Yizhi is my man, so I don't need to compete with you."

"Then trouble you to be optimistic about your man," Jiang Qinmian said calmly, "or is it that you, Duan Xiaojue, can't satisfy him?"

"Don't, don't talk, Yizhi and I are just friends," Su Chengcheng tugged Jiang Tanmian's arm.

I was quite puzzled, and an inexplicable jealousy suddenly rushed into my heart.