On the bone

Ning Huiran has been touching his wrist since sitting in the car.

"Did I hurt you?" Driving the car, Mu Mingyi took the opportunity to look at the place he grabbed just now: "Let me take a look."

It's not painful, it's just hot, and there's a touch feeling that doesn't go away.

Putting his hands away and wrapping his arms around his chest, Ning Huiran turned his face to the car window, and then turned back when he thought of something: "Didn't I drive?"

The key did not reach him in the end, and Mu Mingyi sat in the driver's seat smoothly.

"I received someone to drive for you." The other party replied.

There was silence in the car, and no one spoke.

The wheels started to crush the asphalt road, and the muffled and dull sound was prolonged, making the already uncomfortable silence even longer. Ning Huiran licked his mouth restrainedly, turned his head as hard as he could, and couldn't see his face at all.

"You look at me."

Hearing Mu Mingyi's voice suddenly, Ning Huiran reacted with a slight tremor, and his heart started beating. He restrained himself and sat upright, and in his peripheral vision was the arm stretched out by this person.

He swung his head to one side, trying to avoid it, but Mu Mingyi refused to let him do so, and forcefully stroked his hair to pinch the back of Ning Huiran's neck.

The hands are big and the fingers are longer, Ning Huiran can't escape with just one touch.

"Did he hurt you just now?" Pulling at the root of his hair, Mu Mingyi twisted it between his fingers, and Ning Huiran's breathing was slightly wrong.

"Who are you insulting? Can Jiang Yuhan touch me?"

The tone is stubborn, with a little bit of cuteness.

At least Mu Mingyi thought so, he pursed his lips, and said calmly, "Didn't you get pushed against the wall last time?"

It was about Ning Huiran being harassed by Guo Xiaoxian and the others at the hotel.

"How many people were there at that time?" He loosened his hand and slid it close to the neck: "Besides... they are all my little brothers, they can't... really do it, he's... an ass..."

Stretching his neck sensitively, Ning Huiran missed his words.

Let it go, and when it came to the earlobe, Ning Huiran felt that this person's hands were really amazing. Sometimes they were hard, rough and strong, and they felt like the hairs were standing on end after being sanded, but sometimes they were soft, like Now it's smooth and warm, with a slight itching.

"Don't be angry."

When speaking, pinch the earlobe.

Ning Huiran panted and said, still alive.

The direction deviated, and Mu Mingyi turned the steering wheel with one hand and turned into a remote alley. The alley was more like an alley, with a lot of sundries piled up on the other side, making it look like there was only one entrance.

You can't get out unless you reverse the car. It has to be said that this is an excellent terrain to avoid people's eyes. Mu Mingyi stopped in and turned to look at him.

I never let go of my hand.

Breathing became more and more heavy, Ning Huiran felt that this hand reached the back of his neck and brought him over with a force. He didn't know where to support his hand, so he could only stick to Mu Mingyi obediently until his earlobe was in the This person's mouth.

"Are you angry?" Tongue wrapped around the thin piece of ear, making a vague questioning tone, and before Ning Huiran could say a single word, he bit it.

"No..." Couldn't say anything later, only panting and groaning, Ning Huiran used the last bit of rationality to think not to wrinkle Mu Mingyi's collar, and only used the free hand to push it in vain. The man's jaw...

"Speak well." Biting, mouth slightly opened.

"Don't... be angry, don't be angry..."

Ning Huiran was really struggling to breathe, panting very hard, the pain in the base of his ear soared with its heat, and then he couldn't help screaming...

When it was released, the teeth brought down the earlobe, and there was a feeling of springing and retracting.

Covering his ears weakly with his hands, he didn't dare to touch them. The place was hot and humid. Ning Huiran immediately pulled down the mirror above the co-pilot's head, brushed his hair behind his ears and turned his head to check. It was flushed red, and there were shallow tooth marks and smooth saliva stains on the earlobe.

Unable to look at himself, Ning Huiran hastily put away the mirror, Ning Huiran didn't know that his face was the same color as his ears, and his eyes were wet.

Not daring to look at Mu Mingyi, and not knowing what expression to use to treat him, Ning Huiran looked straight ahead and cleared his throat.

After licking his lips, Mu Mingyi crossed his arms over the back of the chair, looked back at the road and reversed the car.

**

Su Lulu doesn't look like a boss should, at least Ning Huiran thinks her appearance is very unsuitable, which inevitably makes him look at her more.

In the airport pick-up hall full of people, Su Lulu sat straddling the suitcase. Her hair was long and naturally curly at the end. When she saw Mu Mingyi, she was tying a high ponytail behind her head with her hands.

Her broken hair fell naturally, and she pushed up the glasses on the bridge of her nose. She waved her arms and gave Mu Mingyi a sweet smile. In Ning Huiran's eyes, Su Lulu looked like a female college student who had just graduated and worked, pure and cute.

People like Mu Mingyi must wear thick clothes when they go out in public, a large black mask that covers half of their face, and a wide brim that is pressed down to a very low level. He recognizes and locks on.

When he got close, Mu Mingyi first turned his head and said to Ning Huiran, "It's called Sister Su." Ning Huiran sensibly pulled Su Lulu's luggage while calling, seeing that the luggage pole was held in the other's hand, she raised her head and asked Mu. Ming Yi: "A Yi, who is this?"

"Newly signed." Supporting Su Lulu's arm, Mu Mingyi gave her a reminder to move forward and told her Ning Huiran's name.

Turning around, he twitched the corner of his mouth at Ning Huiran, as a greeting.

Su Lulu wears a light-colored waist shirt with transparent white cropped trousers underneath. The white shoes under her feet set off a fair calf that has not been exposed to the sun. Su Lulu is very beautiful, and her clear and natural face is difficult to deduce. The actual age, but the glasses on the bridge of the nose seem to be inappropriate, and they always fall down.

Ning Huiran lowered his eyes and looked elsewhere.

Obediently, Su Lulu turned to touch Mu Mingyi, and the hand on his forearm happened to meet Ning Huiran's sight, and he frowned.

"Ayi, I want to talk to you, just the two of us..." Ning Huiran could see the shirt on Mu Mingyi's arm being wrinkled by her, and Mu Mingyi took his hand He drove around to Su Lulu's back, and said to her, "Sister Su, let's talk in the car."

She glanced awkwardly at Ning Huiran next to her, and Su Lulu could only walk forward.

Ning Huiran is very clear why he must drive, because this is the most suitable way, he is a newcomer, Mu Mingyi is his boss, he should sit in the back of the car, and Su Lulu will definitely pester him again, a relatively independent space is necessary.

When the word 'tangle' came to mind, Ning Huiran raised his eyes and focused on the rearview mirror.

Somewhat similar to his habits, Su Lulu would put her fingers in her mouth and bite, her eyelashes blinked to bring out moisture, the circles of her eyes slowly turned red, and she wiped away the last tears she fell with her own hands.

Maybe there is no way to have a more private place, so I can only look at Ning Huiran's face from the rearview mirror, seeing that he is just driving quietly, Su Lulu leans to the person next to her: "Ayi, I really have no choice, you must help help me... ok?"

The ending was trembling and pitiful, mixed with one or two sobs.

"Sister Su, how can I help you?" Mu Mingyi asked.

"Back... come back, come back to me, please..." Su Lulu curled her lips twice, tears streaming down her face, she focused on catching the other person's expression.

Mu Mingyi should be shaking his head, but Ning Huiran quickly adjusted the angle of the rearview mirror to extend him in.

Going to wipe his tears again, and silently twitching his nose, Ning Huiran found that Su Lulu's crying was very vivid, he didn't want to look at it again, and looked away for a second before going back.

Su Lulu licked her lips, reached out her hand to Mu Mingyi's chest as if she was playing with the button on his front, but she was actually unbuttoning it, and her whole body stuck to it. She tried her best to smile alluringly, making the hint in her eyes more obvious: "I love you!" I hear you call me Lulu, Ayi, as long as you come back, I will give you whatever you want, as long as you drive as you please..."

The position was not right, and it was hard to see whether Su Lulu continued to unbutton it. Ning Huiran was about to move the rearview mirror, but Mu Mingyi's eyes reflected in the mirror made Ning Huiran retract his hand as if it was scalded.

The steering wheel was out of control for a while, and the car body was shaking. Su Lulu noticed it. She sat down restrainedly and looked up at Ning Huiran's movement in the rearview mirror.

With both eyes looking straight ahead, there is no wave on the face of the driver.

"Lulu," this name made Ning Huiran's eyelashes flutter, and he heard the person behind him say, "I think you should think about how to deal with Wu Jianzhong for a while."

"What did you say? He's here too?!" The voice added a bit more sharpness, and a lot of weakness was removed.

"He flew over later than you," Mu Mingyi said calmly, "Let's have a light meal together, I've booked a room."

Obviously, this name is very shocking, Su Lulu's heavy breathing can be heard by Ning Huiran, and then she laughed a few times: "This old man is killing me, I am now [-]% sure that he is messing with me behind my back! "

"His price is not the worst."

"That's free!" Su Lulu shouted: "Even less than one-fifth of my initial investment, he played me for nothing."

The nails were stuffed into the mouth again, but this time the eyes became restless, looking around, maybe it was the undried tears or sweat, the glasses couldn't fit the bridge of the nose, and they kept falling down, Su Lulu took them off annoyed Throwing it aside, Mu Mingyi handed her something just in time.

If you can't see it in the mirror, then Ning Huiran knows it.

cigarette.

Unlike women's thin and thin cigarettes, men's cigarettes are thicker and stick to their mouths, and Mu Mingyi lights them for her.

The ponytail was taken off by herself, and the hair spilled over her shoulders. Su Lulu raised her hand and stroked it from the forehead to the back. The hair hangs on both sides of the face to form a natural arc. It is obviously the same face, the same pretty without makeup, but the light in her eyes is completely different. different.

She took a deep breath of the cigarette, and when she puffed it out, she said a word lightly, fuck.

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No one is a fuel-efficient lamp.