Falling tonight

As Gao Songqing drove the car, he heard his CEO coaxing the woman beside him in a nice voice from behind. He would kiss her from time to time, and he didn't look even remotely majestic.

He swallowed hard, feeling that it was really inappropriate for him to see such a scene, so he pressed the button, and the baffle slowly rose in the middle, separating the front seat and the back seat into two spaces.

Zhao Rou was originally a little angry at Zhao Shijin's words and lacked interest. Mu Zhou seemed to notice it after getting in the car and didn't ask anything. He just hugged her, chewed her lips a few times, and told her some jokes. No. After a while, she felt much better, the corners of her lowered mouth curved slightly, and her eyes softened.

"I remember when you first came back, Zhao Fangyi came to tell me that there was a painting of a boy in your room and that you liked that person. I didn't take it to heart at that time. Only now do I realize that I was hiding something in your heart. After so long, you have already fallen in love with me, right?"

Zhao Rou's face was burning, "Don't flatter yourself, I either liked you at that time, or I was always worried about you, and I drew those pictures thinking of you..."

"I don't like how I look so similar. We only met once. You painted my previous appearance almost exactly like the one in the painting. How come you have such a deep memory? Tell me, do you think of me when you are bored? , you draw me when you are bored? Did you draw me in many different ways?"

Zhao Rou's cheeks grew hotter as he spoke, and she turned her face to look out the window, "No, I just drew those few pictures, nothing else."

How did he know that she had drawn many portraits of him, and she had thrown away many of the poorly drawn ones.

Why did you draw him then?

Zhao Rou couldn't remember clearly. She only knew that she was worried about what would happen to him during the treatment in the hospital, but she was lying on the hospital bed helpless. In order to pass the time, she drew a sketch of him from memory.

In addition to being worried and missing him, my mentality at that time was also secretly filled with my young girl's heart that was just beginning to beat.

Just because he was the first person to hold an umbrella for her.

And in the small space under that umbrella, while the two of them stood together and walked side by side, her heartbeat never stopped beating wildly.

"Baby, you are still lying. Do you know how red your ears are?"

Mu Zhou said, blowing into Zhao Rou's fair and pink ears, and the woman in his arms suddenly trembled.

A numbing electric current rushed to the top of her head. Zhao Rou shrank her shoulders to avoid it, but the next second she felt a moist and cool soft touch wrapping her ears. At this moment, her whole body became limp and her consciousness began to blur.

"Baby, why don't you do something else." The low whisper is magnetic and can easily make people fall.

"What?" Zhao Rou's consciousness almost collapsed, her eyes were misty, and she unconsciously followed his words.

"Do something to make you feel better."

The kiss started from the ear all the way down, passing through the slender chin, the slender neck, and the delicate collarbone, burning with clusters of fire all the way.

"Stop..." Suddenly sensing something, Zhao Rou's blurred eyes became panicked, and she held down her big hand that was reaching down to do something bad, "Don't be here."

She was filled with shame and anger. There was only a barrier between her and her voice could not be covered up. He actually wanted to...

Zhao Rou's face turned red, as beautiful as the burning clouds in the sky. Mu Zhou looked at the heavier breathing and was already emotional. He gasped slightly, "Assistant Gao can't hear it. Don't worry, we still have twenty minutes. For you, Enough is enough.”

Zhao Rou: "..."

She just wanted to find a hole in the ground to crawl into.

Time passed by minute by minute, but Zhao Rou felt that several minutes had passed.

Finally, a white light flashed in her mind, and her barely suppressed scream was holographically swallowed up in Mu Zhou's overbearing kiss. Her whole body was shaking like a sieve, and she could not calm down for a long time.

"Baby, you are so beautiful..." A murmur that sounded like emotion or flirtation sounded in her ears, with a strong desire and a low tone, which instantly aroused all the pores on Zhao Rou's body to open, and her breath began to become disordered again.

What a shame. Zhao Rou closed her eyes tightly and turned her head to one side, not daring to look down at the scene below.

Muzhou laughed lowly, took out a tissue and began to wipe away the water stains all over the seat.

In the silent car, there was a rustling sound for a while, and the car returned to silence.

Zhao Rou still didn't dare to open her eyes. She only felt that her body had been cleaned and she felt as refreshed as when she got in the car.

"Okay, you're still a coward, raise your head and let me see your face."

Mu Zhou reached out and took hold of the woman's soft body. Her skin was hot under the touch of her clothes. He kissed her cheek buried deep in her chest and whispered, "Are you feeling better now?"

Hearing this, Zhao Rou raised her head and glared at him fiercely, "You, are you doing this to make me feel better? You are obviously acting like a hooligan."

Although she was glaring at him, her eyes were filled with misty moisture and lingering lust. They were clear and attractive. In Mu Zhou's eyes, they seemed to be coquettish and angry, which made him feel itchy. .

He smiled evilly, "Playing hooligans will make you cum, as long as it can make you feel good, no matter what method, it will work."

Zhao Rou was exhausted and ashamed, so she raised her leg and kicked him, "It's okay P!"

The man held her slender calves to prevent her from moving, and smiled even more, "Why are you swearing, honey? But seeing as you can kick and hit, you don't look like someone with something on your mind."

His legs were restrained, and Zhao Rou could only push him with her hands, "You gangster, you are taking advantage of me. It's all your fault, you..."

"I was wrong," Mu Zhou suddenly put away his joking expression and quickly admitted his mistake. His knuckled fingers gently kneaded her calf, his voice was hoarse, "I really want to make you happy, but you know, then It’s your father, I can’t say harsh words, I can only do something to you to make you happy.”

Hearing this, Zhao Rou blushed unnaturally, retracted her calves and sat upright.

Mu Zhou leaned close to her with a sincere attitude, "I was wrong. If you are angry, just scold me. If you hit me, I'm afraid it will be you who gets hurt."

Zhao Rou snorted angrily, "If you say this, I will be wronged even if I scold you and beat you."

But he went too far and was actually in the car...

She quietly glanced at the blocked front row, hoping Gao Songqing didn't notice their movements.

But she was still angry and couldn't figure out what to do.

Mu Zhou seemed to sense her emotions, took her hand, and kissed the delicate back of her hand, "Don't worry, he will pretend not to hear even if he hears it."

Zhao Rou: "..."

Gao Songqing in front: "..."

Yes, yes, I am invisible. I appear when you need me. You can ignore me when you don't.

I am part of your play.

Zhao Rou was still immersed in shame when she heard Mu Zhou continue to say, "What I want is that when we are waiting for the certificate, there is no one else or anything else in your eyes, and your emotions are not affected by other people. There is light, there is me, there is hope for our future.”