MTL - All The Male Leads Have Blackened-Chapter 24 Little Young X Yao Yan Girl (9)

The fitting room was dim, and only some light squeezed into the door frame and landed on fair skin. An Zeru embraced the person in his arms, his eyes gradually darkened, Cen Simiao breathed quickly, his voice poured into his ears, and his body became hot.

He kissed so hard.

Cen Simiao was a little out of breath, struggling a bit, turning her head to the side, feeling that he wanted to approach again, reaching out his hand against his chest, charming eyes, and whispering: "How long have you kissed so hard? . "

She squinted her arms, her skin was already tender, An Zeru's hands were big and her eyes were red.

An Zeru lowered her eyebrows and let go of her hand. Before she could move, he was choked again. The palms of his palms are wide and well-knotted, and his skin tone is not fair, which is in sharp contrast with Cen Simiao's hands.

He snorted and stared at the circle of red marks: "It's so coquettish."

Immediately Capricorn there again.

Cen Smiao broke away, turned around and looked at the person in the glasses, stretched out her hands and gathered her hair, smoothed out the folds of the clothes, and then pushed the door.

An Zeru didn't stop her either. She leaned against the wall, her eyes lashed, yawned her head, and when she heard the door lock rang, she said very lazily, "Are you afraid that I will go out and sell you?"

Cen Simiao stopped, raised her head, stared at him, and suddenly took a few steps forward, and gently touched his shoulder with his hand: "How are you going to sell me?"

His fingertips slid across his chest, pulling slightly on his neckline. An Zeru lowered her chin, she leaned over, her lips twitched, and kissed her throat gently: "I look forward to that day."

Turned out and the door closed again.

For a long while, An Zeru bowed his head and touched his neck to wipe his lipstick. He lifted his eyes and saw the man in the mirror, his hands paused and his eyes narrowed.

The lipstick on the throat knot was rubbed halfway, and the edges were smudged.

He straightened up, opened the door and went out.

Gu Yu has returned from buying coffee, standing with Cen Simiao, her eyes lowered, and her lips with a smile that will never change. The two talked together, seemingly happy.

An Zeru raised an eyebrow, walked generously, Gu Yu moved quietly, looked up subconsciously, glanced at him, and looked at the fitting room behind him, and felt something wrong in his heart.

"I bought you a cup too. I can't see your figure and thought I was leaving."

An Zeru laughed, took the coffee in succession, opened the lid, and smelled: "It's really bitter. I don't know what people think, don't drink sweet, you have to find a bitter taste."

She frowned and looked at Cen Simiao: "Did you say?"

Cen Simiao glanced at him: "Little children like sweets."

An Zeru snorted.

Gu Yu lowered her eyebrows, couldn't see the emotions inside, and whispered a word. No one answered him, but the salesperson next to him happened to come over and handed the wrapped clothes over. He was kindly reminded to check out. .

That was the clothes I just brought in.

An Zeru narrowed his eyes, grabbed the packaging bag, and paid for it. When he came back later, he bent his eyes, grabbed Cen Simao, and said to Gu Yu, "I need to find something urgent for her, just take a step."

When Gu Yu raised his eyes, he suddenly saw the red mark on his throat, his eyes tightened, and he quickly chased to the entrance of the mall, only to see the two men riding on the locomotive.

Under the rain.

Cen Simiao was wearing a raincoat, and heard Douda's raindrops falling on her ears, and the wind blew across her cheeks. She stretched her arms around An Zeru's sturdy waist, which felt very good to the touch.

The warmth has been soaked by the rain through the thin cloth.

He closed his eyes against his back and was a little sleepy. An Zeru escorted her to the door of the house. Cen Simiao yawned. From the back seat, he was soaked all over his body, and his head whistled. "Hurry home and take a shower."

When Cen Simiao wanted to go home and took off his raincoat, he frowned, raised his arms and took off the t-shirt, curled up, exposing his strong and strong abdominal muscles.

The car started, the sound of the engine was mixed with the sound of rain, and it was deafening. His voice was clear and still cynical: "Don't worry."

For a moment, the back was no longer visible.

Cen Simiao turned into the room and took off her wet raincoat, only to find that the skirt was wet a lot, and her legs were very humid. Looking down at the packaging bag, the outside was wet, but fortunately the clothes were fine.

After taking a shower, I accidentally saw the shoe cabinet and drew Gu's leather shoes.

She wiped her hair with her hands and stared at the room upstairs, at home. Turned around and found the phone from the bag, as expected, there were several calls from Gu Yu.

As I went up the stairs, I was ready to call, and before dialing, I heard the bell ring.

Cen Simiao's eyes were bent, and she took a few steps, not far from Gu Da's door: "Brother."

She had a soft voice, revealing a little girl's coquettishness. Gu Yu was anxious over there, trying to figure out what was going on. She was so yelled for a moment.

Then a cold voice said, "Where did you go?"

Turn the phone up to the maximum volume and snorted, "I didn't go anywhere, he sent me home."

"Going home?" Full of doubt.

Cen Simiao took a few more steps in front of the door, her voice was naive, and she said softly, "Yeah, I'm at home. Who knows what he draws. Brother, when are you coming back? Rarely you are not busy today. "

He said, "I'll go back."

She smiled sweetly.

When Gu Yu returned home, the first thing he saw was not Cen Simiao, but his father Gu, with a serious expression, anger in his eyebrows, his lips clenched, and holding the company's business a bit difficult.

Scolded him, don't even forget what he was like before, and what he is saying now.

Gu Yu's face turned pale. When Dad Gu walked away, his stiff body began to tremble, and his eyes were full.

Cen Simiao was close to the door upstairs, squinting and listening. These two people, one with a son's reputation, and one with a fortune, got together very well together.

If you want to provoke, it is really not easy. But Gu Yu was too greedy and hit her with an idea. Father Gu was not distressed about his daughter, but was afraid that Gu Yu would become son-in-law, and he would have no son.

He couldn't say straight. Although Gu Yu lived in Gu's family with an injustice, legally, even in the eyes of outsiders, it has nothing to do with Gu's family. At the most, Gu Yu was lucky.

Won the blessing of a successor.

Regardless of his father's failure, he had to pretend to be stupid and save that face.

Cen Simiao went downstairs to get ice cream, and she was very happy. She walked to the door of Father Gu and heard the quarrel between men and women inside, and mixed with crying.

It was raining more and more outside, and through the floor-to-ceiling windows, I saw rain splashing.

An Zeru parked the car at the entrance of the bar. Without getting down from the seat, he stepped on the ground with one foot, felt a pack of cigarettes, pinched one out, put it on his fingertips, and was instantly wet by rain.

He pressed the tip of his tongue against his teeth, placed his hand on the front of the car, and honked a few horns.

He rushed out from the inside for a man the same age as he saw An Zeru's posture, eyes widened and holding an umbrella: "Fuck, where did your raincoat go, such a big shirt?"

An Zeru was playing with a lighter in his hand. When he pressed it, he couldn't hit it. He frowned comfortably, glanced at the speaker, and felt the raincoat and threw it.

The man quickly put on the bag, walked to the car, ready to pick up the key and drove away. "What kind of wind do you draw, don't wear a raincoat, you have to show it."

An Zeru was soaked in the rain, and her hair was stuck to the forehead. It was less arrogant, a little more difficult to figure out, and raised her chin: "I'm happy."