Willingly

Chapter 6

6. Send a kiss

Lin Xi stood there and calmed down for two seconds, then walked to the bar and ordered a glass of brandy and drank it in one gulp before walking out.

　The feeling of strong alcohol burning the esophagus is not good, but Lin Xi needs this feeling at this moment. She squatted down on the roadside and waited for the wine to get stronger. The black car that had been parked ten meters away had slowly stopped beside her.

　A tall, thin man got out of the driver's seat. He was Yu Xiucheng's driver.

　The driver walked around to Lin Xi and opened the door of the back seat, then politely said to her: "Ms. Lin."

　Lin Xi stood up slowly while holding on to the telephone pole on one side. She frowned as her stomach was burned by the strong alcohol. After getting in the car, he didn't say anything when he met Yu Xiucheng's oppressive and scrutinizing eyes. He just huddled in the corner of the back seat, looking inexplicably pitiful.

　"Why did you show up here?"

　Yu Xiucheng said solemnly after the car drove out of this road completely, leaving the bar far behind.

　"My little sister and I are here to play... we have the day off today..."

　Lin Xi opened her mouth and smelled of alcohol. Yu Xiucheng frowned and looked at her, and she shrank back.

　"What are you hiding from?"

　After hearing this, Lin Xi stopped moving. She huddled in the corner and stared at Yu Xiucheng, as if a stray cat had just been picked up by its owner. Yu Xiucheng just let her look at him, not avoiding him.

　After watching for a while, Lin Xi crawled out from the corner with her hands on her hands. Before Yu Xiucheng could raise his hand to push her away due to the approaching smell of alcohol, Lin Xi quickly reached out and wrapped her hand around his neck.

　"Are you angry?"

　A gentle kiss was a little bit flattering.

　"You also know that I haven't always gotten along well with my colleagues at Yesan. I finally had the opportunity to hang out with them today. I was very happy, so I drank a little more..."

　Another lingering kiss, Yu Xiu As soon as Cheng tasted the amazin with a hint of grape aftertaste on her tongue, she escaped.

　"Don't be angry, okay... If you don't like it, I won't hang out with them anymore. It doesn't matter if I don't have a good relationship with my colleagues. You are enough."

　This may be the advantage of pretending to be drunk. She can enjoy it as much as she wants. Acting coquettishly and foolishly, showing off a naive attitude that is impossible to show off in ordinary times.

　The alcohol burned Lin Xi's voice hoarse, giving her already low voice a hoarse, soft and grainy texture. After she finished speaking, she paused, and then moved her lips to Yu Xiucheng for the third time.

　This time, Yu Xiucheng finally reacted. He directly raised his hand to clasp the back of Lin Xi's head, and the aggressive kiss suddenly came like a violent storm. .

　She was so smart that she avoided the parts that might need to be covered up with lies and only told the truth, making herself appear sincere and natural.

　The best lying technique is not to lie.

　There was a vague taste of vodka in his mouth, and the two smells mixed together seemed to produce some chemical reactions even with alcohol. Lin Xi soon softened into a puddle of water in Yu Xiucheng's arms, and she lay obediently in his arms and panted gently, her full chest rising and falling with her gentle breathing, and pressed against the man's chest.

　"So you were the one who saved me just now? That man was too strong...I was quite scared at the time, but luckily I had you."

　Her voice was very soft, as if she had been frightened and had not yet recovered. Small animals. Yu Xiucheng looked down and met the woman's undecided eyes.

　"Don't send me home, okay? I don't dare to stay at home alone..."

　When Lin Xi said this, his chest beat hard, and Yu Xiucheng's eyes seemed to have never experienced the tenderness and coldness just now. And it's sharp, like a sharp blade under the moonlight. Even if it doesn't move, people can't help but tremble at the cold oppression just by looking at it.

　His hands were holding her waist, and the pads of his thumbs were rubbing her waist.

　"Can you take me in for one night...?"