Madam Dihao is not good

Staring closely at the woman in the phone booth, she always gave him a back view.

Pressing his hand on the glass door, he was so annoyed that he was about to throw a fist, but before he fell, he suddenly withdrew his hand.

Afraid that this punch would shatter the glass and hurt her...

Rusting, the leaves swaying in the wind and rain, the last light of the sunset also fell, the sky was completely dark, and only the rain was left.

The darkness shrouded little by little, as if every helpless night... [

Bai Yunshang was dizzy, feeling that her body was losing strength, and slowly slid down with her back against the glass.

Sikong Zeye, how do you know, just hearing your voice hurts your heart?Seeing your face hurts more?

Only you can bring me such heartache... It really hurts, it hurts... It hurts so much...

"Jingle Bell"

The public telephone booth rang violently!

Bai Yunshang was startled, stood up straight, and was about to grab the receiver

At this time, the door was pushed open suddenly, a gust of wind mixed with heavy rain rushed in, and the people behind rushed in, grabbed her, and pressed her against the glass wall!

Sikong Zeye was drenched all over.

The wet rain filtered through his hair and eyebrows, and he grabbed her two wrists with one hand and placed it high on top of her head.

Put your knees against her body, so that she has no room to struggle...

Bai Yunshang twisted vigorously: "Let me go!"

"Zano, let me go, let me go, okay..."

"I let you go, who will let me go?"

Sikong Zeye's eyes were like flames, but his voice was hoarse: "Yunshang, I know you are angry with me..."

"..."

"I'm so angry that I'm pretending to have amnesia, and I don't know you." He grabbed her jaw and forcibly straightened her face, "Everything I do is for you!"

"I know you are for me..." Bai Yunshang whispered, "You have done a lot for me, and I am grateful...I see your hard work, you are so tired, and you have to force yourself to pretend to have amnesia for me... Actually, you can be less tired...uh..."

As soon as Bai Yunshang's lips were blocked, she bit back hard and turned her face away.

The water droplets on his body dripped continuously on her body, and the thin skirt was soon soaked... [

"Dingling, ringing, ringing" the phone was still ringing continuously, in the evening when the sudden rainstorm hit.

He pressed her, wet, like a steaming furnace.