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Episode 87
Cen Simiao straddled his thigh, with his back leaning against the steering wheel, Xu Zhiheng pressed her hard, painful. The car was dim and dim, only the dim yellow street lights in the neighborhood, shining in through the car windows, lit up.
The air is mixed with ambiguity.
Her eyes were blindfolded, she was struggling to shake her head, her mouth kept shouting to let go, but the hand holding her arm became tighter and tighter, Xu Zhiheng leaned over to kiss her neck, gasping in a low voice, with endless obsessed.
Cen Simiao was choked by the bully, her eyelashes trembled fiercely under her palm, her body was restrained by him, and the softness of her chest became more attractive with her shoulders behind.
As soon as Xu Zhiheng bowed his head, he met.
The palm was slowly removed from her eyes. She had already adapted to the darkness. When she opened her eyes, she immediately saw Xu Zhiheng. There was a panic on her face. The choking stopped and her voice trembled: "Sir."
The desire in the corners of his eyebrows and eyes|looks unconcealed, his chin rested on her shoulder, biting her earlobe, and he made a deep reply.
Cen Simiao was no longer struggling, but her body became stiffer and stiffer. She was a little scared and did not dare to move. Xu Zhiheng stroked her profile, rubbing her red lips with his fingertips.
"Afraid of me again?"
She shook her head.
Very well-behaved.
Xu Zhiheng's eyes darkened, stroked her eyebrows, and whispered, "Why are you leaving."
Her tears flowed down instantly, and she happened to fall on his fingertips, her body trembling with warmth, her emotions seemed a bit agitated, and she couldn't say a whole sentence for a long time.
"I, I shouldn't be drunk... Sir... You should... I offended you. You are my elder... No, you can't do that."
The words were incoherent, but Xu Zhiheng probably understood it. His brows became tighter and tighter, and Cen Simiao looked at him timidly, with guilt and respect in his eyes.
His voice was low, as if mumbling to himself, and the motion of touching her cheek became softer and gentler: "Elder."
Cen Simiao gave a cry with a cry.
Suddenly the hand slowly went down, skipped the neck, rubbed on the collarbone, and continued. Cen Simiao's eyes were unbelievable, and he even forgot to struggle. His eyes were crazy, and he whispered, "I almost stripped you that night. Is there such an elder?"
She breathed, desperately pushing him back, Xu Zhiheng raised her eyes, the eyes of the two were entangled, and she didn't dare to move for a moment. But he became more and more presumptuous, leaning to the edge of his clothes, reaching inside, to unbutton her underwear.
Cen Simiao's cheeks were red, and his eyes gradually moistened, as if crying instead of crying.
Hear him say: "Hey, give me a kiss."
She trembled without daring, but was squeezed. There was a numbness, her breathing became rapid, and she continued to say, "Kiss me."
Cen Simiao grievedly kissed him on the cheek.
He was particularly dissatisfied. He directly held her body, bowed his head and kissed fiercely. Cen Simiao leaned on the steering wheel, and there was no place to retreat. He was tightly embraced by him.
The space in the car is small, and the stickers become more intimate, without the slightest distance. The tip of the nose is the breath of the other party, and there is an ambiguous gasp.
The marks on Cen Simiao's body are so heavy that even the dim light can be seen. He was out of control from the beginning, she was scared but extremely submissive, sometimes struggling slightly, but it seemed to be seductive.
The innocence of the corners of his eyes became sexy unknowingly, stimulating his nerves.
In the middle of the night, the car drove slowly and drove to the door of Xu's house. Cen Simiao was sitting in the co-pilot, wearing Xu Zhiheng's shirt, which could cover his thighs. The red hickeys and tooth marks on it were particularly obvious.
Closed eyes seems to be asleep.
With the warm wind driving in the car, Xu Zhiheng bare-chested, stopped the car, looked sideways at Cen Simiao, the gentleness in his eyes | The hair was messy against her cheeks, with a strand still on her lips, gently pinned behind her ears.
He hugged her horizontally, draped her coat over Cen Simiao's shoulders, her legs still naked. Opening the car door and going down, she instantly leaned in Xu Zhiheng's arms, very cold.
His brows frowned in his sleep.
Xu Zhiheng hugged her tightly, and walked into the bedroom. The room was very warm, gently hugged her on the bed, covered her with the quilt, and went to hug her.
Cen Simiao hid subconsciously. The bed was especially warm. He didn't wear anything on his upper body just now. After passing by the yard, the cold wind blew on him, making it cold.
He stretched out his arms and touched them, and Cen Simiao hid even harder.
Not convinced, she tentatively stretched over again, she turned over impatiently, slapped him smoothly, sleeping soundly.
Xu Zhiheng pursed his lips, lowered his head, and looked up at her back again, feeling quite abandoned and left out. Rub her arms to heat, and after a while, hug her carefully.
Finally, he was not pushed away.
This sleep is his best sleep these days.
Several days passed, Cen Simiao stayed at home all the time, obsessed with Xu Zhiheng. He had to stare at her all the time, and his face would be dark and terrible without seeing her for a minute.
She wanted to hug him and said, don't worry, she won't leave.
It turned out that the more he was worried, the faster his favorability rose. This person simply asked for himself. Cen Simiao started wanting to refuse but greeted her, feeling wronged on the face, not daring to refuse, and sometimes a little colder.
But when they were in bed, they were slapped a little, and the two went crazy together.
Gao Luyuan hadn't been to the community where Cen Simiao lived since that night, and hadn't heard from her for several days, so he knew exactly what was going on.
She probably didn't know how to be happy now.
It is really rare to chase a man like this.
Holding a glass of red wine in his hand, he took a big sip, and the woman sitting next to him also shook the glass gracefully, sipped it, and was shocked when he saw his movements.
When I drink, I never see this. What happened today? She put down her glass and held him with her white arms: "It's rare that you ask me out, so you don't accompany me when you drink."
Gao Luyuan looked at her sideways, his lips curled, and he was stunned: "Okay, take the wine glass and feed me a drink."
The woman groaned, took the wine glass and was about to get to his lips. Suddenly he gripped her waist and hugged her tightly, and the wine was spilled on the clothes.
There was panic in her eyes, and she was pushed onto the sofa just as she was about to make up for it.
When she was having fun, her cheeks flushed, and the hand holding his shoulder slowly moved up, touching his red hair inadvertently.
Before he could react, Gao Luyuan left her in an instant, the desire in the corner of her eyes|look has not disappeared, but her expression has cooled down, she did not know how to react, but she reached out and touched him but was pushed away, Gao Luyuan's eyes were indifferent : "Who the hell let you move my hair."
He's been irritated recently, something that was originally planned has gone wrong. The executive that Gao Zhisu threatened listened to him, but the executive didn't know what was going on. It took almost a day to change the core information at all.
If Gao Zhisu couldn't get what Gao Zhisu wanted, the original mother's life was of course not easy.
Gao Luyuan thought that the original mother would be driven away, but Gao Zhisu calculated it elsewhere and wanted the original mother to go to Xu Zhiheng's company to hook up with others.
The original mother is still useful to him.
Scolding scolding, no matter how disgusted, Gao Zhisu still put down the family affairs to appease her when the original master's mother made a small sex.
Gao Luyuan pursed his lips. The anger in his heart is getting bigger and bigger these days. Nothing is pleasing to his eyes.
Go directly to the original master's mother. Gao Zhisu was not at home and explained everything, except that he designed the original master's mother to be arrested|raped, and did not say that she knew that she was planning to steal information.
For one thing, Cen Simiao is now trapped in Xu's house and cannot get out. She must be unwilling in her heart. Since she is her mother, she should be rescued.
Gao Luyuan looked sad and said that when Cen Simiao mentioned her, he was full of dependence. Must be a mother who loves her deeply.
I just blame him for his incompetence and can't save the person like. just asked the original mother to go to Xu's house quickly, and tell her how to get over the wall.
The original mother was particularly surprised at first, with panic in her eyes. Later, when heard him slowly clarify what he said, calmed mind, and saw him with a pitiful appearance, begging her in a low voice, and couldn't help feeling a little disdain.
In the end, he accepted this matter, acting like a good mother. His mind was activated by what Gao Luyuan said. The executives can't count on it, so it's better to hold Cen Simiao's affairs directly and threaten Xu Zhiheng, and see what he does when that happens.
With Cen Simiao here, he just gets angry. She is Cen Simiao's mother.
Gao Luyuan returned to the car, whistling, and starting the engine. The whistle stopped suddenly and he sneered. Now the person who is more anxious for the death of the original master's mother than him is probably Xu Zhiheng.
Cen Simiao had always been passive in front of Xu Zhiheng.
Now his attitude is unpredictable, even if he is obedient to him, he is worried because he was afraid of him before.
Xu Zhiheng was particularly disturbed.
There was a little wind and grass, and they were very nervous.
She hadn't taken the luggage that had fallen in the apartment. When she suddenly remembered, she was told that it had been packed. Cen Simiao was stunned, Xu Zhiheng bent his eyes, his tone especially natural.
The phone was also lost there.
During that time, I lived by myself, so the text messages with the original mother were not deleted, and the password was not set. She asked, "Where is the phone?"
Xu Zhiheng opened the drawer and put a brand new mobile phone.
"I accidentally broke the screen when I took it. I always wanted to give this one to you, but I kept forgetting it."
Cen Simiao frowned, her voice unhappy: "Where did you put that one?"
He was stunned, and then he laughed, his eyes filled with petting, "Okay, I will let someone repair it. This is my fault, do you want to beat me?"
Cen Simiao squinted. Is this really unopened?
Tsk, a pity.
The play was still about to be performed, and she became unhappy, lying on the bed holding a pillow, leaning on her side, not looking at him at all. Xu Zhiheng sat at the end of the bed, sighed and coaxed her softly, but it didn't work.
After a while, Cen Simiao still choked up, sounding very wronged.
Suddenly Xu Zhiheng held her foot, rubbing her fingertips, and her movements were very gentle. She didn't look at it, but felt that the back of her instep became warm.
Lifting his foot to kick him, it happened that he straightened up and kicked on his cheek, making Cen Simiao a little dazed. He looked at Cen Simiao with dark eyes.
She shrank her shoulders, timidly.
He bent his eyes: "I've been enduring suffering before, and thinking about it, even if I hug you, it feels sinful. As long as it's your touch, I'm very grateful."
"do not be afraid."
After this tossing, there is still something in the Xu family that doesn't understand.
The old lady was so angry that she repeatedly knocked on Xu Zhiheng's door and asked him to see her. But no servant dared, as soon as he approached the door, he heard an ambiguous voice inside.
Even when he was out of the room, Xu Zhiheng hurriedly said that Xu Zhiheng was directly taken by someone, saying that her daughter-in-law is very good, and she will definitely be filial to her in the future.
The old lady was so angry that she almost fell ill, so she immediately called and asked the company's shareholders to pay Xu Zhiheng away.
Even if he doesn't want to leave Cen Simiao, he still has to go, this matter is especially important. Cen Simiao was lying on the bed, limp, and vaguely felt him kiss his face, and then closed the door.
The old lady was being helped by someone and was going to find Cen Simiao.
In the end, the servant heard that a woman was found on the wall and was about to turn over. After being found, she shouted that it was Cen Simiao's mother.
Before coming, the original mother sent a message to Cen Simiao, asking her to find a way to respond, but there was no response.
When the old lady heard about it, her brows frowned.
The original mother met Cen Simiao in the room. The big bed was especially messy. She put on a dress and the hickey on the neckline was exposed in the air.
In just a few days, the whole person has become different. It turned out that the childish face was full of flattery, and the skin was more supple.
She stood up and walked a few steps, her legs trembling could be seen.
The mother of the original master couldn't understand, she immediately reddened her eyes, crying and cursing, and rushed to hug Cen Simiao, saying that Xu Zhiheng was not a human being.
"I am cruel to let him take care of you just because he can't support you well. But I didn't expect that he was so hateful that he would hit you with his idea.
It sounds particularly sad.
Cen Simiao's nose was sour, and tears were also streaming, and choked up, "I'm too tired to take it."
The mother of the original master said repeatedly: "When Xu Zhiheng comes back, I will tell him, let you go with me, OK?"
It's a pity that Cen Simiao doesn't have a phone at hand, so he can't get him back quickly. The original master's mother kept asking, sincerely. Her eyelashes trembled and she did not answer.
The footsteps at the door were light, the door was not closed tightly, and the crying inside was clear.
Cen Simiao cried particularly hard: "Why have you come to take me away for so many years."
If you change your tone, you can still hear the questioning, but now, anyone who listens to it is full of grievances.
The door opened, silently, and the two still hugged and cried.
Xu Zhiheng was holding her mobile phone in his hand, standing upright, deep as the sea, Cen Simiao suddenly raised her head and ran into his eyes.