[Bottle Evil] Fantastic Leman

Take time to reflect on your recent behavior.

However, it seems that that guy doesn't intend to let me ignore it?

My face was covered with somewhat cold fingers, although I only slightly clamped my jaw, but the strength was very appropriate, I turned my face to him without any seriousness, followed by the warm touch on my lips.

Poker Bottle is sometimes unexpectedly domineering, which is completely opposite to that attitude that seems to ignore everything.

The afternoon sun has some psychedelic colors, which makes people's heads uncontrollably dizzy.I looked at Poker Ping, who had his eyes slightly closed, and wondered if it was a loss to the motherland if such a good young man fell.

As if sensing my distraction, Poker Ping withdrew his tongue, but still rubbed against his lips gently, "Wu Xie, concentrate."

Is this an imperative sentence?

I want to make some resistance. After all, I have been so dominated by Poker Bottle. It seems that I am in danger of losing the initiative?But it seems impossible, the nervous system seems to be a little sluggish due to lack of oxygen, although the mind is still clear, it can't make any reaction that is the same as the thought.

Blinking continued to make Poker Bottle stand for a while, then stretched out his hand to push him away, his breathing was a little disordered due to lack of oxygen.

Poker bottle's lung capacity made me wonder if any girl would suffocate to death if she kissed him?

When my breathing gradually calmed down, I looked at the neglected rag dripping with water and a small puddle of water stains on the ground. Just as I was about to go to the bathroom and take out a mop to deal with it, I heard the vibrating sound of the mobile phone that was throwing the oil bottle on the window sill. buzzing.

A feeling of displeasure flashed through my heart, I raised my eyebrows, and looked at Poker Bottle who picked up the phone and frowned slightly, which further confirmed my thoughts.

"Come on."

---------Zhang Qi Ling

The afternoon sun still had a faint warmth through the window. I took the rag I took from Wu Xie and wiped the window. Thinking of seeing the calendar reminder on my phone in the morning, I was a little dazed.

December 31st, the last day of the year.

For the first time, I felt that time could pass so fast, and the suddenness that I had never felt before filled my heart very obviously at this moment.

Since I became an adult, I seldom spent New Year in London. What occupies the most memory is listening to the countdown bells with different time differences in countries and regions that I don’t understand. I often encounter New Year’s greetings that come too early or too late for me. .

This year, maybe there will be someone who can give me the most punctual blessing at the most suitable time.

I looked at Wu Xie who was lying on the window sill and squinting his eyes to look at the somewhat dazzling sunlight. The white light hit him, which was unexpectedly appropriate.

"Brother, tomorrow is New Year's Day. Because China pays more attention to the Spring Festival, it may not be very lively tomorrow, but there should be fireworks. How about going to Wulinmen Square tomorrow afternoon?" Wu Xie said suddenly, I looked at The glass, which had been polished brightly, pondered for a moment, then turned to look at Wu Xie, "Wushan Square."

The last time I came to Hangzhou, I went to Wulinmen Square, which seemed to be very popular in my spare time, but after seeing nothing that could arouse my interest, I ended my outing on a whim very early.

I don't know much about Hangzhou, but I don't know which travel magazine I saw. Wushan seems to be an interesting temple fair.

"Uh? Wu Shan?" Wu Xie raised his eyebrows slightly, dodged the rag in my hand and put it into the clear water, and then he probably understood my purpose, and said calmly, "The time of Wu Shan temple fair is not right now, it will be on the first day of the new year It will only be available on the eighteenth day of the first lunar month. If I want to watch it, we can stay in China for the New Year and then go to the temple fair. Of course, the prerequisite is that you have no problems."

Is the time wrong?It's not impossible, Wu Shan's destination was just an answer that came to mind suddenly, and he didn't think much about it.I lowered my head slightly, thought for a while, and said, "That Lingyin Temple."

It is a very famous marriage destination, even in foreign countries. The Sansheng Stone, which is said to be able to obtain marriage for three generations, seems to be favored by many people.

Although I don't believe in this kind of superstition, but after I have someone in my heart who wants to be tied together, even if it is a false legend that can no longer be false, I will have the thought to try it.

Wu Xie paused for a while with his hand wiping the window, and after a pause for a few seconds, he couldn't help but smile, "Brother, do you want to go to Lingyin Temple to see the Sansheng Stone?"

I nodded, and as I expected, I saw Wu Xie slightly opened his mouth in disbelief, and then he made a helpless gesture of supporting his forehead, "I said, brother, you don't believe in these Sansei III things too. son?"

"I don't believe it, but I want to do it."

I don't want to let go of any possible opportunity.

Suddenly, I understood the thoughts of those people who traveled thousands of miles to Hangzhou to seek marriage. They are all fools who are sincerely convinced by their feelings.Of course, I am also one of them, but I am willing to be reduced.

Wu Xie looked at me for a long while, his face turned red, and he turned his head to wipe the glass seriously, but the darkened auricles seemed to betray him.

A thin-skinned person.

I looked at Wu Xie, who was deliberately ignoring me, and approached him, stretching out his hand, turning his awkward and embarrassing face, and getting closer.

Because of Wu Xie's relationship, it seems that there are very few intimate actions between us, but I don't care about them.It's just that since arriving in China, after seeing many unknown sides of Wu Xie, I suddenly longed for those touches in my heart.

Some domineering want to let themselves fully understand him.

I could feel the other soft master who was pressing against my lips was slightly distracted, and suddenly felt dissatisfied, "Wu Xie, concentrate."

The description of domineering seems to be particularly suitable for me now.

Never thought I would have such a time.

Wu Xie seemed a little dissatisfied with the long and uncomfortable breathing, pushed me away with all his strength, and breathed steadily with a reddish face.

A little perverted thinking, I like Wu Xie very much because he reveals an unknown side.

Wu Xie looked down at the rag dripping with water in his hand, and the sudden vibration of the phone broke the silence.

I frowned, took the mobile phone and looked at the caller's name, my mood that was originally erratic was extremely heavy at this moment.

Wu Xie looked up at me, then at the phone, and suddenly smiled brightly, "Pick it up."

The Forty-fourth.

---------Wu Xie

I have to say that habit is a terrible thing. If it was a few weeks ago, I might have been very annoyed by this phone call, but now at most I frown slightly, and then I have a mood of watching a good show , looking at Poker Bottle with a sullen face holding the phone without saying a word.

Sure enough, I won't accept it.

Poker bottle is actually very lazy to do things he doesn't want to do, but not causing trouble doesn't mean that trouble won't come to provoke you. Huo Ling is an example, isn't it?

I looked at the dimmed screen and shook my head slightly, "Brother, I actually think we should go see Huo Ling." A girl flew from London to Hangzhou alone. The family members contacted, but they were the first to find Poker Bottle. If you look at it from the perspective of a bystander, Huo Ling is indeed a little pitiful.

But it is a pity that I am a participant in this matter, not to mention, poor people must have something to hate.

Poker-Face listened to my words and put his phone into the pocket of his sports trousers. Although he didn't make any gestures, I probably guessed from the deep eyes that this guy seemed to be angry.

The mood is a bit complicated, I don't know whether I should be happy with the importance that the oil bottle attaches to me, or helpless with his childish emotions.

"Brother, even if I want to be selfish, I don't want to do too much, as long as it reaches the level I want. Anyway, Huo Ling is still a little pitiful."

I tried to slow down my tone, trying to express my thoughts, at least let Poker Bottle understand my approach.

But I forgot that Poker Bottle can sometimes be unexpectedly paranoid.

The distance shortened suddenly, I looked at the Poker Bottle that was almost stuck in front of me, and twitched the corners of my mouth slightly.

Can this guy teleport...

"Wu Xie, you are not a bystander."

I froze, looking at Poker Face's expressionless face, I suddenly wanted to laugh.

When Poker-Face speaks, it's a bit scary to hit the nail on the head, but that's why he saved a lot of unnecessary verbosity, but even if he said that, I still can't help myself.

After all, this is not a novel TV series. I don't want to cause too much harm to a person who can be regarded as innocent.

Huo Ling is not an insider, and it is not unforgivable for her to have feelings for Poker Bottle.I smiled, took a step back, and continued to clean the windows with the job at hand, and said, "If Huo Ling keeps pestering her after knowing everything, I definitely don't think she deserves pity, but brother, Now Huo Ling doesn't know anything, so we can't force her to take back her feelings for you, right? You should know that it's easy to produce feelings, but difficult to take them back. "

Poker Ping didn't say a word, he just stared at me for a long time, even if he didn't start, he could still feel the gaze on his body, I raised my eyebrows, looked at Poker Ping, "Brother, can you stop... ..."

Before I finished speaking, I was distracted by the very familiar ringtone of the mobile phone. I paused, picked up the mobile phone and looked at the name "Huo Ling" displayed by the caller, and threw the mobile phone to Poker Bottle, "Or Brother, come and pick it up."

After I finished speaking, I turned and left the balcony, looking down at my wet hands. Sure enough, cleaning the windows with ice water in winter is quite a challenge.

Anyway, I'm still not quite