Demolition work was laborious. Luo Chong was one of the teams that partially stripped the interior of the building before taking it down and using explosives. This was manual labor, sledgehammers and other hand tools were carried out in the hot summer without air conditioning to let them calm down. Luo Chong liked it well enough, salvaging anything valuable, destroying anything worthless, cleaning up in preparation for the next symbol of human engineering strength.
Luo Chong followed Yang Jiaqi into the kitchen, unable to keep up with her butt and his eyes. Her butt was tightly wrapped in her denim shorts, forming a clear groove between her cheeks. The sweat on her top stick made the film material under her skin on her arm, and she had been working hard on her own dark spots. Her hair was tied up in a loose bun, and her chocolate-locked stray chain stuck to the back of her neck.
Yang Jiaqi carried her back to the unit, pretending that she couldn't understand Luo Chong's thoughts. They didn't have time, she told herself. She still had to prepare for the party. She was a mess. Luo Chong might like it, but she needed to take a shower, put on her clothes, and go to a suitable…
"Oh," she panted. Luo Chong had already taken out his chest from behind her and started performing chest compressions on her back. His hand was on her shoulder.
Yang Jiaqi heard him inhale and smell her before he pressed his lips to her throat. The saltiness of her sweat entered his mouth, making him hungry for her. Yang Jiaqi closed her eyes and felt his hand slide down her arm. Water spilled out of the glass, its cool moist jolts Yang Jiaqi absent-mindedly Luo Chong put her just a gentle touch, his lips and a few carefully pressed down. She tilted the glass towards him, letting out some extra water, and then handed it to his boat.
"Here," she said.
Luo Chong smiled at her mischievousness and took the wine glass. Yang Jiaqi dried her hands with a dishcloth while Luo Chong drank water. She looked at his obvious Adam's apple, Bob, as he swallowed the refreshing liquid, the facial hair on his face had grown gray since that morning
He was very dirty and had a lot of dust. During the process of being involved in the ancient pavilion building, it clung to his sun-scorched skin. His hair was lighter than normal from the time he spent in the sun, and closer than it usually was to a once-in-a-lifetime blonde.
Luo Chong made a satisfied sound as he finished his drink. " Thank you," he said.
" Yang Jiaqi said," We should get cleaned up.
Luo Chong showed it to her.
"What?" she asked, pretending not to know what he wanted.
He kept looking at her in the same way.
"Yang Jiaqi's smile is hard to believe. "What do you want?"
" Look, it's really hot now," he told her.
Yang Jiaqi grinned despite herself. " No, I'm not. I'm a mess," she told him.
"Hot as hell," he told her. He tightened his grip, causing her to take a step back and her butt to hit the counter.
" Baby…" Yang Jiaqi protested. He bent down and pressed his mouth to her throat.
His masculine muskiness fluttered around him, engulfing her in his scent. Yang Jiaqi experienced a slight tremor of excitement as it meandered the way her nose touched it. Her body felt very warm, from the point between her legs, it seemed to be the center.
" You stink," Yang Jiaqi complained.
" I smelled someone," Luo Chong told her jokingly.
Yang Jiaqi laughed. "No, you just stink."
she said breathlessly, as his hands went behind her, squeezing her buttocks through her shorts.
" Well, you smell amazing," he told her.
" I'm Luo Chong," she grumbled, her hands pursed and her mouth slapped wildly.
"You're beautiful," he said.
Luo Chong then kissed her on the mouth, and she only protested a little. She allowed herself to be persuaded into it, or rather, kissed it, touched it. Luo Chong's hands squeezed and massaged her buttocks, and through her shorts, he felt the bun pass through his own tongue, while his palm found the other party.
" Baby, we really shouldn't have…" Yang Jiaqi gasped.
"Do you want me to stop?" he asked her.
Luo Chong watched as Yang Jiaqi went through the internal struggle. It only lasted for a few beats before her heart fluttered.
"All right, but it'll have to be quick," she said.
" Fast and dirty," Luo Chong said. "This is my girl."
Yang Jiaqi made an angry sound, but he lifted her up. She didn't have the time to persuade him. Her legs were wrapped around him instinctively. He turned around and she was in his arms. Locking his mouth and Luo Chong Winston all over to strengthen the soulless, he knew that Yang Jiaqi's bedroom was a good path.
"Have you ever been tired?”She asked about the kiss between them.
"It's not yours," he answered.
" This is a beautiful dress," he said simply.
Yang Jiaqi's tone was universally acknowledged.
" There's no Luo Chong," she told him, and he walked towards her.
"Luo Chong, no!" Yang Jiaqi said, and he was even more determined to pull her into his arms.
She kept protesting, swinging him down as he made her fall onto the bed, giggling as he kissed her bare neck. His towel came, leaving his clothes on top of her. Yang Jiaqi wanted him to push her clothes and her waist. When he tried again, there was a knock on the door.
" Baby..." Yang Jiaqi said. "Door."
"Leave it," he said.
" Luo Chong," she replied.
Luo Chong sighed, but she was serious about going.
"God, you're really too terrifying. There are too many hormones built up." Yang Jiaqi got up from the bed and fixed her wrinkled clothes. "It's all about virtue and beauty."
Yang Jiaqi left the room, muttering to herself about hormones and lust. She hurried downstairs and chased after Winston. She opened the door and found Luo Chong waiting on the other side. She walked to the side and let the tall blonde man come to her house.
" Damn it, you took long enough," Luo Chong said.
"Yang Jiaqi blushed and mumbled some excuses to change the topic.
"Is it effective?" she asked.
Luo Chong looked nervous, but he still nodded. Yang Jiaqi saw Luo Chong's uneasiness.
"Is there something wrong?" she asked.
Stop Luo Chong. I might have gotten a better plan than we did."
Yang Jiaqi frowned. "What do you mean?"
The blonde hair attracted her phone. In her pocket, she tapped an icon and selected a document. Her screen tilted to the side as it started playing. At first there was nothing but gray asphalt, but then there were blue doors. Picking up the microphone, the noise of Luo Chong's hand moving the phone, but everything suddenly slowed down and exceeded our plan. It was a five-minute video that vividly depicted Wei Ming and another girl.
" Damn it," Yang Jiaqi said.
Luo Chong pressed a button on her phone and put it back into her pocket.
" We still need…"
Yang Jiaqi said,"We must."
"What do you have?" Luo Chong asked.
He jumped up and rushed to Luo. She had her back to the stairs the whole time and had never heard him come down. Yang Jiaqi could see how nervous she was and how good she was to her friend.
"Does he know you have one?" "Yang Jiaqi asked, ignoring Luo Chong's question.
"No, he knows that I know, but he doesn't know that I have evidence.”Luo Chong replied.
"What proof? Does anyone know what it is?" Luo Chong asked.
"Wei Ming was cheated by the Karen, and Luo Chong and the other girls f * cked him up and got a video.”Yang Jiaqi replied.
"Oh."
"So, we should leave first?" Ask Luo Chong.
Yang Jiaqi nodded. "Do you have a cable for your phone and yours?”she asked.
Luo Chong shook his head.
"Alright, I have to borrow your phone.”Yang Jiaqi replied.
"So, are you going to tell Xiao Min about the video?”Luo Chong asked.
"Yes." Yang Jiaqi said.
"Why? Wasn't that enough? Was he just telling her?”he asked. Knowing that someone was lying and seeing it were two different things. It would destroy the video that Xiao Min saw.
Yang Jiaqi shook her head. "She won't believe me if I don't look at myself. I can't do this based on lies. I have to show her something that she doesn't want.”
"Then, what is it? Xiao Min had just broken his promise in front of everyone?”Luo Chong asked.
Yang Jiaqi shrugged. "I don't know what she'll do, she'll at least be safe if it's here.”
"What do you mean?" Luo Chong asked.
Luo Chong's jaw tensed up slightly. "I'm sure he's been hitting her.”
"How did you know?" he asked.
"A few weeks ago I was at the gym on campus and saw her, I just walked past her, she wasn't really looking at me, but she was wearing makeup.”Luo Chong said.
"She covered it?" he asked.
Luo Chong nodded." I think so too. Yang Jiaqi said that Xiao Min never wore makeup. When she worked, she always washed it or broke it.”
Yang Jiaqi nodded to confirm. "She always wears a long-sleeved shirt, no matter how hot it is. Luo Chong said that the exchange was at Fritz's university, so it still existed. Xiao Min had never been unable to let go of her external heat when changing the dressing.”
Luo Chong nodded. " She always wears these cute denim shorts and tank tops during the summer vacation, flip flops, or these little dresses, she looks really pretty…"
Luo Chong and Yang Jiaqi teased her, causing Luo Chong to blush and stop talking.
"Drifting a little, Bri?" Yang Jiaqi said.
"What?" she asked defensively. " No, I just noticed…"
"Yang Jiaqi giggled and fell behind Luo Chongguan. This was the admiration of Luo Chong and Xiao Min. It was decided that Luo Chong would stay. It didn't seem fair to make her leave after she put herself at risk in Xiao Min. Yang Jiaqi had ulterior motives to keep Luo Chong around. She didn't want Wei Ming to seek revenge and find her to go out alone. Luo Chong was a better fighter than she had seen, her father had guaranteed, but Wei Ming was a lot older, and they suspected he was violent.
Luo Chong and Yang Jiaqi finished their preparations and Luo Chong decorated the party with a recording balloon and put a big flag from the door to the stairs at the foot of the kitchen wall, saying,"Happy birthday, Xiao Min!“
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