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Chapter 35 Chapter Thirty-Four

until death 艾米 4363Words 2018-03-16
Shi Yan didn't expect Zhuoyue to do such a trick, and immediately blushed with shame, afraid that the people next to him would make a fuss.Fortunately, the people next to them only looked at them curiously, like watching foreigners hugging and kissing in the street. They didn't understand and were very surprised, but they were full of tolerance for foreigners in line with national policy, and they were spontaneously cheeky towards foreigners. The admiration, summed up is: what you look at is fine, but what you learn is not good. But Zhuo Liang quickly let go of her, and waved for a taxi with the arm that had just hugged her.As soon as the car stopped, he graciously opened the door for her, and when she got in, he closed the door for her again, and then put his bag in the trunk, turned it to his side, and got in the car.

I don't know if it's because the people in D City are too old-fashioned, or Zhuoyou is too eye-catching, anyway, there are many people watching this scene, and the expressions on their faces have changed from curiosity to compassion.Some people may regard her as disabled, thinking that she can't even open the car door, or that she was trafficked in broad daylight without knowing it.All in all, the onlookers all had an expression of "sorrow for their misfortune, anger for their indifference", but they were only there "sorrowful", only there "angry", but they did not reach out to save them. Everyone seemed to have taken root, Nail it there.The driver had to honk the horn a few times to wake up a few people who cherished life, and a crack was opened to let their car rush out of the encirclement.

Shi Yan, a rookie who had never seen this scene before, was naturally extremely embarrassed, as if people's gazes were all arcs of electricity, which made her face ache.But Excellence seems to be very used to this kind of focus. He is calm and not stage-frightened at all, which made her feel that he had been the Secretary-General of the United Nations for at least four years before, and he was used to visiting poor and backward areas. The joint secret demeanor of staring at each other without being surprised. The car had already left the square in front of the train station, but Shi Yan's brain didn't seem to be in the car, and it was still empty. She only felt that her whole body was lifted into the air by a wave of air, and she knew in her heart that she should adjust her body to a reduced state. The posture of hitting, but he just has no strength to control his limbs, so he has no choice but to wait helplessly to fall straight to the ground and die.

She didn't know where Zhuo Liang was going to take her, and she didn't know what he was going to do to her. Absolutely no "wisdom" can be born, "urgency" can only beget "urgency", like a mother, like a son. She was multiplying her anxiety from generation to generation, when she felt that the situation had changed again, and one of his arms was around her shoulder.For some reason, she noticed that it wasn't the arm that hugged her just now in front of the train station, but another one, the right arm just now, and the left arm now.She didn't know why she paid attention to these trivial things at such a critical juncture, but she did notice it, and she delved into its meaning there, as if which arm he stretched out could determine whether China's four modernizations could be realized.

Naturally, her deep thinking is of no use. Perhaps the only effect is to make him feel that she has no objection, so the situation has developed further. With a strong hook of his left arm, her head tilted and leaned against the He touched his chest, but her butt was still stubbornly sitting on her side, so the hug was no longer a hug, but it was like he was using the "neck hoop method" to murder her, making her physically and psychologically uncomfortable. Probably out of survival instinct, she moved her butt a little towards him, which made her feel more comfortable physically, but even more uncomfortable psychologically, lest he think she was actively falling into his arms.She wanted to move her butt back, start over, do it all over again, correct any misunderstandings he might have had, but he was so tight that she couldn't move.What she is most afraid of now is to run into a driver with a strong sense of justice. Seeing this scene in the mirror, she will think that some kind of crime is happening in the car, and drag them directly to the police station.

His arm was wrapped around her upper arm, which seemed to be the most perfect point of strength, making it difficult for her to break free.She temporarily gave up her stubborn resistance, and wanted to wait until he was not paying attention before making a sudden move, but when she raised her face to observe him, she found that he didn't look at her, but just looked straight ahead, which made her even more nervous The feeling of neck murder, and it is a secret neck hoop murder, the kind that no one knows after death. Probably feeling her gaze, he lowered his head to look at her and made a face at her.

Just this one grimace turned her into his accomplice, she felt as if it wasn't him doing something to her, but the two of them were doing something to the driver, at least the two of them conspired to deceive the driver, under the driver's eyelids Keep a low profile and make small moves.She suddenly lost the desire to break free, and stayed obediently in his arms, trying her best to imagine this as a romantic thing. But she heard him say in dismay: "I didn't even eat lunch, I'm so hungry—" and his stomach was even more distasteful, as he continued to growl several times.

"Why don't you eat lunch?" Her romantic nerves have not yet relaxed, thinking that he must have deliberately saved his stomach to eat with her. He said: "Playing cards and forgetting—" This time the scenery was in a state of complete horror, and she wanted to break free from him again. He "tunneled incidents" to another topic: "Is the house thing done?" "It's done, share with Yao Xiaoping, share in Nanyishe—" He pinched her nose rewardingly with the other hand, and said, "Good boy—" Just pinching and praising "good" and "children" made her completely surrender, and she was only touched, like a dog that waited for its master for a day, and finally waited for the master to come home, and was still held in his hands with regret Like a puppy, the feeling of gratitude arises spontaneously, and it actively squeezes into the arms of its owner, as if only in this way can it express its gratitude to the owner.

He asked, "Do you like it?" She didn't know what he was referring to, so she raised her face to ask him, but before she could ask a question, he bent down and kissed her on the mouth.She almost cried out, wanting to declare that she raised her face just now to ask a question, not to beg for a kiss, but he kissed very tightly, with the air of "kissing the dead is not enough", she couldn't cry out even if she wanted to, She felt dizzy for a while, and completely lost her resistance, even though he sucked her, and even swept his tongue left and right in her mouth, tickling, numb, moving somewhere in her body, making her whole body hot.

But she didn't know how to respond, she could only bear his passionate kiss foolishly.He kissed for a while, let go of her, and stared at her.She didn't dare to meet his gaze, so she had to close her eyes.After a while, he whispered in her ear and asked, "First kiss?" She was confused, as if he was humiliating her, she thought that he stole her first kiss in a taxi like this, and he didn't know who it was dedicated to, she felt very uncomfortable.Just when he was about to have an attack, he started kissing her again, this time on her ear, biting her earlobe while kissing, and then he kissed her neck.She felt her heart beating faster and her whole body went limp, as if she was about to melt.If he wants to do whatever he wants with her now, he probably won't encounter resistance.

But he stopped abruptly, looking at her with interest and embarrassment. She asked a little angrily, "What are you looking at? Don't you know?" He didn't answer, just smiled and said, "You're so cute!" Her self-esteem and antipathy that had just been condensed were melted by him again, she beat him coquettishly, and he only laughed, not laughing out loud.The laughing nerves on his face seemed to be connected to hers. When he pulled on one side, her mouth on the other side also opened, and followed him into a silent laugh. They didn't "fight" for the rest of the drive, they just leaned together quietly until the taxi stopped outside a restaurant. The two sat down on both sides of a secluded table in the restaurant. The waiter brought the menu as usual, and the two studied the menu as usual. As usual, she wondered whether the money she brought was enough to pay the bill, but this time she was less nervous because the last time she had I was scared out of my nerves by him. He still ordered the dishes aggressively and domineeringly like last time, or like every time. She didn't know what he ordered, but she knew it must be something she liked.He has the ability to know what you like to eat without even asking you.When the two of them were sitting there waiting for the food, she asked worriedly, "Are you very hungry? Do you want to eat something to satisfy your hunger first?" "I'm a little hungry, but I don't want to eat anything else now, lest I won't be able to eat later." She asked without words: "You are on the train—who are you playing cards with?" "The person I met in the car, you don't even know if you tell me—" She felt that he thought she was asking too much, so she was too scared to speak. He didn't say anything else, she felt very uncomfortable, the two of them had dinner together so intimately, and they had "like that" in the car just now, in her opinion, the relationship was not normal, but she didn't know that he Why are you speechless. It wasn't until three cups of beer, and half of the three dishes and one soup disappeared, that his tongue seemed to regain its ability to speak, and he said a little embarrassedly: "I was so hungry just now, I just wanted to eat—" She also discovered one of his abilities, that is, he can use one sentence to annoy you, make you very angry, and make yourself full, and then he will let your anger go away with one sentence, and make you angry for yourself Made him angry and guilty.She said motherly: "If you are very hungry, you'd better eat slowly, so as not to hurt your stomach-" "My mother said the same thing—" he said, he took out a very delicate small box from his bag, opened it to show her, and said, "How about taking a look? Isn't it pretty?" She saw a string of pure white pearl necklaces, the big one in the middle and the small ones on both sides, from big to small, arranged in an orderly manner, with very smooth lines, which reminded her of the words "uncanny workmanship".She thought it was for her, and almost said, "Didn't I tell you not to buy it?" Fortunately, she spoke slowly, and before she could say anything, she saw him take the box back, put it in the bag and said, "Here My mother bought it, she must like it." Seeing that he bought such beautiful pearls for his mother, she panicked for no reason, fearing that if he bought her something better than this, it would be terrible.She only bought him sunglasses for tens of dollars, although the state gave her half a month's living expenses, she was absolutely reluctant to spend on such flashy things as sunglasses, but it was not for herself I bought it for him.She has always had an underlying principle, to give something flashy, otherwise it will be too vulgar.If he buys such high-end things for her, but she only buys tens of dollars as gifts for him, doesn't it seem that she is fooling him? Then he took out another exquisite box and opened it to show her. It was still a white pearl necklace, but the beads were the same size and neat, like a mother's twins, and they couldn't tell the difference. She was smarter this time, and until he said "it's for you", she resolutely refused to express her opinion, and only admired it silently.She was going to deny it three times in a joking manner, even if he said it was for her. Fortunately, she didn't say anything this time, because he put the box back and put it in the bag and said, "I bought it for my sister. She loves to argue the most. If you don't bring her a gift when you go out, she can." Annoying you for months—" After that, he didn't take out the box from his bag, but returned to eating and drinking.She didn't know why, but suddenly she was a little disappointed, as if she suddenly became his quarrelsome sister, thinking that he bought gifts for his mother and sister, but not her, not even a cheap pearl necklace , and didn't mention the conch, which made her very disappointed.What makes her more uncomfortable than the loss is that she despises herself and degenerates to the point where she is jealous of gifts. How can this be called pure love? After drinking and eating, he asked the waiter to bring some toothpicks, used one himself, and gave her the rest.She was confused for a moment, could it be that the gap between my teeth is full of vegetable leaves?How do you give me so many roots?How could she have the nerve to rub her teeth against the two of him?I only dare to hold it in my hand and play with it, I dare not take it out, and I dare not watch him do it.But she was afraid that she really had vegetable leaves between her teeth, and if he wanted to kiss her again later, it would be embarrassing.When he wasn't paying attention, she quickly and secretly dug it out, finally feeling relieved. After the two of them cleaned the gap between their teeth, he put his hand into the bag again. She suddenly became nervous, thinking that this time it must be a gift for her, because as far as she knew, the women in his family were a mother and a younger sister , The two gifts have been shown just now, so who else could it be if it wasn't hers? To her dismay, what he took out this time was not an exquisite box, but a paper bag, and she knew that it was either a conch shell or a cheap pearl necklace.Just when she heard her heart drop to the bottom with a "plop", he said, "This is the pearl necklace I bought for Yao Xiaoping. There are five strings in total—" A false alarm! She opened the paper bag and took a look. There was not only the pearl necklace, but also an invoice. It was a very simple piece of paper with horizontal grids, the size of a palm, and the number and price of the necklaces were written on it. Maybe with the first two strings as a reference, she immediately felt that these strings were not called pearls at all, and they were also of different sizes, but the different sizes in the front were very artistic, and they decreased mathematically from the middle to the two sides.And these few strings are like a drunk man, with his dim drunk eyes barely open, randomly grabbing beads and stringing them together. She couldn't help but say, "Why is this? They're all different sizes, it's so—ugly—" "Five yuan a bunch, what else can I do? I went to several stores, and this is already the best one to buy. So I didn't buy it for you, because I was afraid that when you gave it to others, they would find it shabby—— " She suddenly hated Yao Xiaoping a little bit, hated Yao's stinginess, hated Yao's meddling, hated Yao's thick skin.Hmph, I want to be a human being, but I can’t bear to spend money. I bought this cheap thing as a gift, and even asked me to come forward and ask him for help. Now it’s all right. He’ll definitely look down on me. Birds of a feather flock together, people are divided into groups, what kind of friends do you have? It says what kind of person you are.
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