The neon lights were beginning to appear, and the lavish Parisian nightlife had just begun. Whiskey was burning Qi Wu's stomach.
He raised his head in response to his friend's words, his eyes suddenly turned red. The intimate memories in his mind appeared untimely, and his heart, which had not beaten for a long time, was once again painful.
The man was surrounded by people walking through the mottled light and shadow with a cigarette in his mouth. A few years passed, and the unruly face in his memory became more mature and his body shape became stronger.
The heavy rain caught her off guard, and the harsh sound of brakes tugged at her nerves before she could recover. The car window was knocked, and the two of them looked at each other in the rain with red eyes, neither of them willing to give in.
Underneath Qi Wu's appearance of keeping away from strangers, there is a soft heart that only Cheng Yize understands.
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In the quiet kitchen, Cheng Yize pressed her tightly against the refrigerator.
"What on earth can't you tell me?" The man buried his head on her shoulder lonelyly, growling hoarsely, and the cold liquid stimulated the hollow of her neck.
Then there were wet kisses, with care, one after another, falling on her eyebrows, eyes, cheeks...
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Super clingy lazy Mr. X fake indifferent and obedient cat lady
Concept: A naughty person needs a lover who can't be chased away