When they arrived at the bar, it was " Popsicle " who appeared. They had to know what his name was today. They couldn't always call him " Popsicle ", right? Luo Li gestured for the waiter to order a soft drink and asked,"What's the name of the person on the stage?"
The young and handsome waiter thought for a moment and said,""I think he's called Mo Ying or something. What a weird name.”
" It's quite strange," Tang Muchen agreed." But, her voice is quite good."”
"That's right. I'll definitely appreciate it.”Luoli was very confident in her own taste.
Today, Mo Ying was wearing a short black casual suit, paired with a white shirt and ripped jeans. A grayish-blue checkered scarf was casually wrapped around his neck, and a gray top hat covered part of his forehead. His androgynous appearance was very eye-catching, and he had the demeanor of a big singer. When she sang, her eyes were closed, and no expression could be seen on her face. She was just immersed in her own world.
The three songs were soon finished. Even though the people below the stage kept shouting encore, she still ignored them and went straight down the stage. However, she seemed to have seen Luoli. She smiled at her and quickly disappeared into the crowd.
Luoli's brain was a little off. She was actually smiling at her? How strange.
"You have a big temper, just like you.”Tang Muchen commented.
"Hmm? What was that? Do you want to die? You dare say that I have a bad temper?" This man could easily make her lose her mind.
"You still say it's not big?" Tang Muchen smiled and said," Alright, we're done listening to the song. Can we go now?”
"Go home!" Luoli grabbed her bag and rushed out.
"Wait for me!" Tang Muchen caught up from behind." You really can't help but tease me. You're so petty."”
"I'm being petty, so what?"
"Okay, okay, okay. I was wrong, okay? I apologize." He was all smiles.
"Hmph, insincere." She didn't care anymore. It wasn't worth it to be angered to death by him.
When the car started moving, it brushed past Mo Ying. She still felt lonely and depressed. Luoli felt suffocated as she stared at her back.
"Have you realized that the two of you are actually very similar?”Tang Muchen suddenly said.
"Very similar? You mean me and her?" She was surprised by his keen senses.
"Your backs are very similar. There's a story between you two that makes people curious but unable to get close.”Tang Muchen glanced at the rearview mirror.
"Is that so? Maybe." She did not want to discuss this topic. Tang Muchen's words made her heart tremble. She felt uneasy as if she had been seen through.
What the hell, Luo Li thought to herself. Why did she feel like her cultivation was broken every time she met her?
She was in a daze for the entire journey. When Luoli came to her senses, she realized that the car had stopped in front of Tang Muchen's house.
"Hey, I want to go home. Why did you bring me here?”What was this Dead Man Head up to?
"You only said you were going home, but you didn't say which home you were going to.”Still quibbling, this bastard.
"Then can I say it now? I said I want to go home.”
"Sure, let's go back to your house together. Although it's not very spacious, I can make do with it.”As he spoke, he was about to reverse the car.
" You…" Luoli was about to go crazy." Can't you just let me off?”
"I can't." His answer was really straightforward. It was over. He couldn't escape today. Help…
This overbearing fellow carried her out of the car without any explanation and walked towards his house. The pitiful little sheep Luoli struggled in every possible way, but her struggles were futile.
Tang Muchen kissed her as soon as she entered the door. He pinned her to the wall and she could not move. His tongue traced Luoli's distinct lips. Because she didn't cooperate, he bit her lips as punishment. Luoli opened her mouth in pain and his tongue took the opportunity to intrude into her territory, forcing her to tangle with him.
A numbing heat spread from her mouth to her entire body, and Luoli collapsed in Tang Muchen's arms. Sensing the change in her, Tang Muchen hugged her waist even tighter and kissed her more delicately. The tip of his tongue gently swept across her teeth, and he was extremely affectionate. On the other hand, Luoli was like a drowning child, tightly clutching Tang Muchen's clothes.
After a long time, Tang Muchen reluctantly let go of her. Luoli was unable to breathe due to the prolonged sluggishness of her breathing. She leaned on Tang Muchen's shoulder and took deep breaths. Her face was burning.
"Take a shower. You reeked of alcohol and tobacco at the bar.”Before she could react, he had already carried her into the bathroom.
Suddenly, she felt a little cold. This bastard had taken off her clothes.
"Ah, hooligan!" Luoli clutched her chest and shouted," I can do it myself." You, get out!"
"It's warmer to shower together. It's not the first time. You were very proactive last time. You, I've already seen it. What are you so shy about?”Tang Muchen continued to act like a hooligan and carried her into the luxurious bathtub.
The feeling of warm water being poured on her skin made Luoli relax involuntarily. It was useless to be entangled in matters that were destined to happen. Since she was already here, she would take things as they came. She leaned lazily against Tang Muchen's chest and closed her eyes, not thinking about anything else.
Tang Muchen fiddled with her long hair with one hand, lowered his head to nibble on her tender shoulder, and placed his other hand on her belly to caress it, occasionally lingering at the door of her mysterious garden. His skillful teasing made Luoli tremble uncontrollably. She leaned closer to him and moaned. The thing behind her waist became hotter and hotter.
In the misty bathroom, the air was moist and ambiguous. As Luoli was still in a daze due to the impact of the passion, he gently picked her up, wiped the water off her body and gently placed her on the soft bed.
Tang Muchen's delicate kisses landed on her lips. Her body felt cold and itchy. Luoli could not help but chuckle. She straightened her body slightly, causing their bodies to stick even closer together. The result of their physical confrontation caused their body temperatures to rise steadily. An uncontrollable moan escaped from the corner of her mouth.
She opened her blurry eyes and saw Tang Muchen smirking and playing tricks on her round chest. He licked and sucked from time to time, and his other big palm lit a fire everywhere. She broke free from his hand that was pressing on top of her head. Luoli lifted Tang Muchen's chin. The handsome face in front of her was flushed with passion. At this moment, he smiled and approached her face. His moist breath blew on her flushed cheeks. Tang Muchen lowered his head and kissed her swollen lips gently. He wanted more...
(Ah, society needs to be harmonious, Qian Mo can only write up to this point…)
I am the dividing line that represents the purity of a night.
In a trance, Luo Li seemed to see Mo Ying smiling at her, his smiling eyes were filled with an indescribable loneliness and coldness. She was just about to call out to her when she woke up.
The sky was not completely bright yet. Luoli gently removed the long arm that was domineeringly locked around her waist. She propped her sore body up and sat up. She looked around and remembered that this was Tang Muchen's home. She got up and casually picked up his long shirt and draped it over her body. She sat in front of the French window and lit a cigarette. She leaned against the window and looked at the sleeping man.
In fact, she still did not understand what her feelings for Tang Muchen were. Did she love him? If she didn't love him, why would she tolerate his violation again and again? But if he loved her, why would he resist? Perhaps she was just a selfish woman who was afraid of getting hurt again. Rather than saying that Tang Muchen was pestering her, it was better to admit that she was using him to ease her loneliness. It had been three years, but the demon still existed. She thought that she had already exhausted all the feelings she had. Her mother had passed away, and no one was nagging her to find someone to accompany her, to marry someone, to find someone to form a complete family…
Her mother was the eternal pain in her heart. Luoli took a deep puff of her cigarette, wanting to cry but there were no more tears. Her tears had dried up long ago and were all left behind in the year her mother left her.
She leaned her head against the wall and looked at the ceiling that was cold under the moonlight. She recalled the incomplete dream just now. Why would Mo Ying dream of her? Was it just because of the coincidence that day? Speaking of which, he was a little strange that day. Sigh, it was probably caused by alcohol again.
Luoli put out her cigarette and sat on the spot in a daze.
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