Ninety-one bowl of soup (two)

The sky was getting darker, and the library where the switch was turned off was quiet as if a needle fell to the ground and could be clearly heard. The girl gasped in a nervous and tempting manner in this confined space, exhaling like orchids, and pinching out water with tenderness. Mr. Song's breathing was almost nothing. He held the girl in his arms who was frightened as if boneless, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was very thought-provoking. "Don't be afraid, I have always been kind to the sweet and polite."

He said mercy and politeness, but his movements were very fast. In almost a few seconds, the girl had been stripped of her, like a tender little white fish, lying on the chopping board, letting her fall into her body.

She was really scared and even forgot to make a call for help. Mr. Song picked her up. Because of extreme shame, the girl couldn't help but grab the collar of his shirt. Her white and tender hands trembled pitifully, demonstrating the fear and despair in the master's heart, as well as the panic of the unknown due to the failure of the task.

"Oh, why did you cry?" Mr. Song's leather shoes sounded rhythmically on the marble floor of the library, holding her towards the door. It was dark in summer, so even without lights, her appearance was still clearly visible. "As a gentleman, you cannot ignore the tears when you see a woman."

Then the girl was kissed.

Because of the sudden kiss, when the hot man's breath filled her mouth, the girl forgot to cry, and her eyes were still foggy with tears. The trembling tears on her eyelashes made her look pure and charming. Seeing that she stopped crying, Mr. Song's smile deepened: "Be good, if you always cry, I will feel sorry for you."

Why... why didn't she kill her? The girl didn't know why, so she was not the only one who sent to kill him. The person in front of her had never returned. Why could she survive? A gust of wind blew over. She realized her shameful situation at the moment, so she couldn't help but retreat into Mr. Song's arms. Mr. Song liked the beauty's embrace. He smiled and accepted her closeness, then picked up the windbreaker coat placed on the back of the chair and wrapped her up.

Although he looks particularly beautiful without clothes, there will inevitably be people from here to the parking lot. It is enough to let him see it alone.

The shoes were gone, and there was only a man's coat on his body. The girl was nervous and scared, and her thin white calves couldn't help but shrink. Mr. Song's hands were under her waist and hips. The hands were burning warm, which made her tremble all over.

He carried her to the passenger seat and carefully fastened her seat belt. The girl thought that he would kill him, but in fact he did nothing. Instead, he was like the most elegant and gentle gentleman. Apart from stripping her naked and kissing her, he knew completely different from what she knew.

Passing a supermarket on the way, Mr. Song looked at her distressedly: "I want to take you in, but it's not good to dress like this, right?" He kissed the girl's lips again before getting out of the car, which was soft and tender, and intoxicating. "Be obedient, stay in the car and wait for me, huh?"

For some reason, the girl didn't dare to refute it at all, and she spoke a tender, timid look like a newly weaned kitten, very cute.

Ten minutes later, Mr. Song came back with two shopping bags and then gave her a reward kiss: "I'm very good, I'm waiting for me, right?"

The girl nodded again.

Mr. Song's apartment is located in the central community half an hour drive from the library. It has good greenery, good environment and convenient access. The price here is not cheap, how can a simple library administrator afford it?

When he got off the car, he hugged her and locked the car door with one hand. Since he wanted to open the door in the back seat to get things, Mr. Song asked the girl without shoes to stand on his instep. While hugging her princess, he could carry two big bags of things without changing his face, as if this weight was nothing at all.

When entering the building, the apartment administrator on the first floor greeted him with a smile: "Mr. Song is back... Hey, who is this?"

She was not wearing clothes inside...the girl was trembling in fear.

Mr. Song replied with a hearty smile: "My little girlfriend, her high heels broke on the road."

"Oh~" Uncle showed an expression that I understood, "Mr. Song really loves his girlfriend."

Mr. Song said goodbye to him politely and hugged the girl into the elevator. There were several young women in the elevator. They were roommates who shared the rent together and had just returned from work and came back from outside. At this moment, he was very excited to see Mr. Song, "Mr. Song is off work?"

"Yes." He smiled slightly, "Have you had dinner?"

"We have eaten, we have hot pot." The fashionable women smiled embarrassedly, and while talking to Mr. Song, their eyes couldn't help looking at the person in his arms. They couldn't see their faces, but they felt that the woman was tightly pressing against Mr. Song. A woman asked tentatively: "I heard Mr. Song say... this is... a girlfriend?"

"That's right." Mr. Song said gentlely to the girl in his arms, "Xiao Guai, say hello to several neighbors."

The girl naturally didn't want to, but when she hugged her fingers ambiguously hooked her legs, she immediately stiffened her whole body and slowly showed her little face from Mr. Song's arms. Because she was lying, her face turned red: "Hello..."

it's beautiful!

If women had some other ideas before, then after seeing the girl's face, they would lose all their thoughts! They needed expensive cosmetics to achieve a seven-point appearance, and they were so simple that they could win the high-end flower Mr. Song.

With a tingling sound, the ninth floor arrived. Mr. Song hugged the girl out of the elevator and said goodbye politely to the women. After he left, the women sighed at the same time, "There is no hope..." Mr. Song has been moving here for more than a year, and there has been no one around them. They still think that they can get close to the water tower, and now there is no chance.

Then again, Mr. Song’s girlfriend... is so beautiful, I have never seen such a beautiful person...

It's like something that came out of the comics.

Mr. Song’s home is very simple and clean. The girl was placed on the sofa in the living room by him. She grabbed the collar of the windbreaker and begged with her eyes, but she probably didn’t know what she was begging for. The weak had a keen sixth sense when facing the strong. What changes this man would bring to her life, even the girl herself didn’t know.

Mr. Song told her: "I'll go make dinner first, you go to take a shower and change your clothes."

When he left the supermarket, he bought women's skirts and underwear in a neighboring clothing store. At this moment, he handed them all to the girl and took out a pair of rabbit slippers he had just bought. The girl didn't know what he was selling in the gourd, but now she can only listen to him. If she wanted to kill her, she would have done it long ago? But since he didn't, does it mean that she still has hope of survival?

So she took the clothes and entered the bathroom under the guidance of Mr. Song. He also cared about the shower head for her, and the temperature was adjusted to moderate. He looked at her thin white little hand holding her collar and chuckled, "Come here."

She didn't move, so Mr. Song, who had already arrived at the bathroom door, folded back, picked up her small face as big as a palm, lowered her head and kissed her, tried her best to taste it, and then left with a smile.

When he left, the girl's hand pulling her clothes was not released.

After taking a shower, the girl removed her dust and sweat stains. The girl picked up the underwear on her side. The size was just right... I don't know how he saw it. Judging from the behavior of him stripping her naked and kissing her at any time, the girl thought he would give her a sexy skirt, but she didn't expect that after she shook it open, she found that it was normal, and the trademark had been cut off. Such a person... no wonder so many people admire him.

She left the bedroom and smelled a smell of food. Supper had been set on the dining table in the open kitchen. Mr. Song happened to take off his apron, and the moment he saw her, his black eyes lit up.

This kind of look was so familiar. When she first saw him, she stood in the library, and that was how he looked at her.

Mr. Song was proud that his eyes were not wrong. This white skirt was indeed very suitable for her. It was pure and seductive, with a slim waist and buttocks clearly outlined. The white skin exposed outside was almost reflective. He had never seen anyone with such good skin. Once he licked and kissed it, it would leave very beautiful marks.

Dinner is three dishes and one soup, sweet and sour rice, tomato brisket and stir-fried water spinach, and the soup is tomato egg flower soup, with fresh green chopsticks floating on it. Mr. Song has a pair of skilled hands, spreading on the table with simple plaid table cloth, and even the placement of bowls and chopsticks looks very poetic.

The girl was indeed hungry. If she hadn't smelled the fragrance, she would have forgotten that she had not eaten for more than ten hours.

When eating, she was quiet and cute, and the table manners were excellent. It was obvious that the tutor was very good, not a desperate person. When did those people change their means and find such a young girl to kill him? She couldn't even touch a finger of him.

The girl ate two small bowls of rice before she was full. Mr. Song automatically got up to clean up the dishes. She sat on the chair and was nervous. The handsome and tall man was washing dishes with his back to her, but for her, this was simply a torment before the execution. Could it be that he had just eaten a dead head rice? What would he do with her later... It seems that he liked her very much. If she took the initiative to sacrifice herself, she could survive and even leave?

Should she...go to please him? But... the girl lowered her head and clenched her fists.
Chapter completed!