About me forcibly kissing the elevator guy

When I returned to the guard room, my face turned green when I saw the elevator monitoring.

Don't ask me why I saw my face turn green, I said green is green.

First, he was dragged into the elevator by a pair of hands, and he was really dragged in.

I feel sorry for my pants, no wonder the quilt is full of dust in the morning.

Isn't this person afraid of half of my body lying outside?

Will it be cut off by the elevator?

This matter has to be settled with Ersha tomorrow.

The security of the community is quite high, and the elevator has to swipe the card.

At that time, paying the down payment for this house hurt me for half a year.

With 20 years left on my mortgage, I can't cry.

He took it out of my pocket.

First he took out his phone, and then put it back in for me.

Then he changed his right pocket and took out the white card.

Then he swiped the card for me, turned around smartly, and went out by himself.

You've already sent it to the elevator, so it's okay to send it to the door anyway?

What did you say?

Send Buddha to the West?

It doesn't matter that I'm drunk like that, and I can't resist when I meet bad guys.

My fault, I have to reflect on myself.

I'm angry with myself, I'm not angry with my friends.

I brainwashed myself like crazy.

It is already a great kindness and virtue for my friend to send me back to the community.

I have to pay for this virtue.

If I get drunk again, my surname will not be Ji.

The elevator was still going up, and the door opened after a while.

I crouched in a corner, unconscious.

Just looking at the surveillance video makes me anxious.

I can't wait to go back to yesterday and knock myself out when I want to drink and carry it home.

It is better to be sent to the hospital in a faint than to be drunk like this in the elevator.

I watched silently as the door closed again, and it didn't take long for the numbers to drop from 9.

down to 1.

You know with your ass what's going to happen next.

The door opened and someone entered the elevator.

This man was dressed in a suit and leather shoes. He was tall and had long legs. He was nearly 1.9 meters tall by visual inspection.

I saw myself move a little and sit up straight without a soul.

Started giggling at the man.

The elite man was also stunned. He stood in the elevator with his back to the door.

He didn't swipe his card until the elevator door closed automatically.

I pounced and started hugging his leg and shouting.

What are you shouting for?I can not hear.

But I really want to know what I yelled.

My brain hurts and I want to move.

Thinking about my mortgage and moving...

Or endure as much as you can.

Look at me scaring that elite man so much that he didn't dare to move his legs when he was hugged.

I took a closer look at the almost mosaic face...

Not to mention, he's a little handsome.

Take a closer look.

More than that handsome.

Could this be the reason why I hugged the human leg last night and didn't let go?

Shouldn't it be?

Am I that kind of person?

Is it like that when I'm drunk?

Don't ask me, I don't know what will happen.

All I know is that the elite man moved his foot, but couldn't get it out.

It's me, with my face stuck to someone's leg.

rub what rub.

Shameful.

I'll take another look...

What a shame to throw it home.

If you want me to say, this one has to be moved.

Not hey hey?

What are you doing?

Where are you touching?

your hand is...

This elite man is so unprincipled, why don't I hug his leg?

Do you need to touch my ass?

……Excuse me.

I was wrong.

He took out my elevator card.

I am wretched, I am dirty.

I... am ashamed of my pure heart, ashamed of my friendly neighbor.

The elite man used my elevator card to swipe the 9th floor.

During this period, I kept holding him and didn't let go.

It can be seen that this person is quite kind.

He bent down and supported my waist, as if trying to help me up.

After watching this video, I understand.

Not only is it hard to help A Dou.

Drunk people are also very difficult to help.

I didn't struggle, I didn't refuse, I just couldn't afford it.

Still muttering words, he knelt under him in a very dangerous posture.

His head was facing his pants door.

To be honest, I wish I was better off laying in the corner.

This picture made me blush and heartbeat.

A Dou who couldn't help him couldn't help him after all.

The helpless drunk was finally lifted up.

The elevator door opened, and after a lift, I reached the 9th floor again.

The elite man stood aside, looking like he wanted to give me a way to get out.

It's okay if you really get out.

Because what happened next made me want to put the house information on the sales office on the spot, and dig three feet into the ground to bury myself.

No one should try to dig it out.

Seeing that I didn't go out, the elite man dragged me out again.

I don't know if it was dragged once before, and all the anger has accumulated here.

I stood up suddenly!

The standing posture was so fierce that even I was shocked when I saw it.

It had the effect of a zombie getting up, and his head hit the elite man's chin with a bang.

Don't ask me how I heard the bang, this is the only sound in my eyes.

Hiss, no wonder I'm sober and my head still hurts.

I can't think about it, it hurts even more.

In the picture, the two people continue to chat and chat.

Let's talk about fighting, but it doesn't look like this.

My hands are stuck to my body and I can't get off. The strength of the hug is almost suffocating looking at me outside the monitor.

I couldn't watch it anymore, the words of the proprietress of the shop were like a train rattling by in my mind.

I look away.

"Hey, take a look, take a look."

It's not my fault, it was the janitor who called me back.

I stepped on my feet and kissed the elite man who was a head taller than me.

It seems that I am the bad guy that people can't resist.

Aunt, do you know the phone number of the sales office?

I'm in a hurry.